Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 27066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 27066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 135(@200wpm)___ 108(@250wpm)___ 90(@300wpm)
Moaning and gyrating uncontrollably, I ride his abs like a whore as his hands drag down my back to my ass. He grabs me hard and lifts me up and down on him faster than I could do myself.
“That’s it. Come for your monster,” he commands. I didn’t realize that he stopped sucking on my skin, but he has. “Your little pussy is wet and swollen for me, isn’t it? Admit it, Matilde; you want me.”
“Fuck! Shit! Shit! D!” I scream as the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had rushes through me. I’m actually gushing. I feel the wetness on my thighs and look down between us. His white dress shirt is soaked with my juices. Oh, shit. I try to move off of him, but his grip on me prevents that.
“Don’t deny me, Matilde. You won’t like what happens if you do.”
“I’ll marry you,” I say, making him let me go in surprise. I get off of his sinful body and walk to the door; head held high like there isn’t a copious amount of wetness rushing from my pussy. “I don’t want to, though, Dorian. You’ve left me with no choice. I will never love you. I will take the pleasure you seek to give me, and I will carry you any children God sees fit to give us.” I feel flushed and barely able to breathe. I’ve got to get out of here. I can’t believe I just did that.
“I don’t recall requiring you to love me, but never say never, mo ghrá.” What a fucking asshole.
Without another word, I leave the room in search of Cashel; the sweet girl said something about food, and I’m starving now.
FIVE
DORIAN
I watch her walk away from me, smirking. She slams the door as she goes, and all I can think is she’s a sexy little brat that needs a fucking spanking. A spanking only I can deliver. I am content in knowing that she won’t be able to leave the house. She’s a fiery little pixie. I don’t just want to tame her, though. I want her to fucking love me, now more than ever, after her declaration. I look down at my abs and see the huge wet spot there. That little hellcat ground her perfect little pussy on me until she gushed her release. I didn’t even have to touch her, other than her hips and ass. She did that. Like a man possessed, I stand and rip off my suit jacket and shirt. I bring the wet spot to my nose and inhale deeply. Fuck, it’s sweet and musky, but in a good way. My cock is so fucking hard that I have to rip my belt and slacks open in order to pull my thick cock out. With her scent in my nose, I clench my cock in my tight fist, knowing I’ll soon be sinking into her cunt, and jerk it. I will destroy her, but I know her body can handle me. She’s not a small girl; she can take all the powerful thrusts I’m going to give her. It takes me no time at all before I’m coming. Jet after jet of cum shoots out of me, wasted. I’d rather paint her womb with it, but soon, I tell myself. I use my ruined shirt to clean up. I toss it on the chair.
Fuck waiting three days for the marriage license. I know someone in the Governor's office. He was able to get his boss to sign off on a one-day designation for our license. While I was getting Matilde in my arms in that alley, Derry was getting her purse from behind the bar. I forged her signature using her driver’s license. I still don’t know how he managed to get that undetected, but he did. I am sure he showed up on their surveillance. The Vitali’s will be banging down my door any second now, which is why I need her to be my wife now. Today.
It’s been three days since I took her. She’s been all over the news, even here. Matilde is the daughter of the third highest-ranking member of one the largest crime families in New York. Of course, it’s huge news that she's missing. Her family thinks she’s dead due to the trail of blood at the scene. Her poor mother has been sobbing all over the place, and I hate that I caused that, but I’m not giving her back.
The marriage license arrived by messenger hours ago, and I go in search of my future bride. I find her laughing in the kitchen with Derry and Cashel. She’s eaten and looks happy. She is so at ease with them. I hate that she’s so stiff in my presence, except when she’s riding my abs to completion. She giggles at something Derry says and reaches out to touch his chest. Derry sidesteps her touch, which is good because fratricide isn’t on the menu.