The Marriage Debt (De Vos Mafia #2)(14)

“So what, you’re just gonna force your way in if I don’t?”

He tilts his head, grinding his teeth. “Would you prefer it that way, bunny?” He leans in and grabs my chin. “Because I can be rough with you if you want.” His thumb grazes my bottom lip, dragging it down, his voice lowering with every sentence he speaks. “If that’s what you need.”

What I need? It’s too late for that.

I sold my soul to the devil to save my sister, and this is the price I pay.

He wants my pussy … the one thing I’ve never given to any man.

And I don’t want to give that to him.

“Now, are you going to straddle me, or do you want me to come and fuck you while you’re on all fours?” he growls, his grip suddenly coarse against my skin.

I swat him away, but it only makes him laugh.

“You shouldn’t have shown up to that wedding, Jill, if you didn’t want me to make you mine.” He leans back in the chair again and slowly unzips his pants. “Because now I will never be satisfied with anything but your aching pussy around my throbbing cock.”

And when he pulls it out, I am not prepared.

Oh, my God.

The size of it catches me off guard. Not just the length but the girth too.

But most of all… the two piercings in his cock.

One at the base, near his pubic bone, a circular ring, and another bigger ring through the top of his head.

And the sight makes me so dizzy I almost faint.

But the arrogant smirk on his face keeps me in the present. “What … never seen a Prince Albert?”

My eyes widen as I’m a bit stupefied. “A what?”

He laughs and grabs my face, tipping up my chin. “You really do your nickname justice, bunny.”

Bunny. A small, innocent, fuzzy creature.

Everything I don’t want to be, but it’s everything he wished for.

And when I look up into his eyes, I know I have no other choice. Do this or risk giving my sister this fate.

No.

I’d rather die than let that happen.

But Luca … Luca would see it as a personal victory if he found out I’m…

Don’t think like that. You’re in control. You’ve got this. You chose this, now stick with it and do what you gotta do.

I swallow back my nerves and ignore the rage boiling to the surface as he lowers my bottom lip enough to make an o-shape of my mouth.

A smile spreads on his lips, one so wicked it could stop hearts without effort. “I’m going to have a lot of fun with you. Now be a good little bunny and open your mouth wide.”





Chapter 6





Luca



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The fiery look in her eyes is all I ever dreamed of.

Day and night, when she disappeared on me, all I could see in my mind were those sparkling eyes begging me to come and find them in the dark.

And now she’s here, right in front of me, with my ring around her finger and those pretty little lips ready for the taking.

Whatever I tell her to do, nothing is off-limits. Not with me, not in this house, and definitely not when it comes to her body.

I own her now.

And she’d better make me the happiest fucking man on the planet.

Or I’ll destroy everything she loves with the snap of a finger.

She inches forward slowly on hands and knees, her eyes peering up into mine with a doe-like innocence, and I can’t wait to fuck that fake innocence right out of her. She’s pretending, always has. Always pretending to be a saint while underneath that veneer is a vixen waiting to come out and play.

I’ll coax it out of her, make her want for more than she could ever hope to desire. And I’ll deny her every last ounce of pleasure until she begs me for it.

She crawls closer and closer until her face is right in front of the tip, and the sight of her wetting her pretty little lips makes me even harder than before. Veins protrude the skin, and her eyes widen the second my dick bobs up and down. A devilish smile spreads on my lips.

“What’s wrong, Jill? Afraid I might destroy your throat?” I murmur, and I lean in to grab her chin to guide her forward. “Don’t worry, you won’t need it for anything other than pleasing me anyway.”

She throws me a damning look, but her lips still part when I push them down.

“That’s it, bunny. Show me how much you’re willing to do.”

“You’re sick,” she whispers.

I tilt my head and lean back in the chair while admiring her lips mere inches away from my pre-cum. “Tell me something I don’t know. Now lick.”

Her tongue dips out, and she tips her face up to look me in the eyes, but the second her tongue hits my length, goose bumps erupt all over my body. Fuck. Nothing, and I mean nothing, compares to the feel of her tongue swiveling around my dick. I’ve waited so long for this day—dreamed of it every single night she wasn’t mine—and now I finally have her for the taking.

Fuck, I want more. It’s not enough.

“Take it into your mouth, bunny,” I say, admiring how diligently she’s lapping me up.

She takes a second to swallow and glances at my length like she’s gathering courage, and I’d be lying if I said it didn’t stroke my ego. I just want her to stroke something else.