The Mafia and His Obsession: Part 1 (Tainted Hearts 4)

I winced, but I was so wet, practically gushing around him, that it wasn’t as painful. Another trust and I screamed in pleasure, my body tightening as he continued to use me. With his hand around my throat, he pulled me up until I was straddling him.

His cock slipped out almost fully before slamming into me again. “Shhh, be quiet. You don’t want your brother to hear me fucking this tight pussy, do you?”

I buried my face into his neck, my teeth marking his skin, trying so hard to muffle my cries. I closed my eyes and gave myself to him…letting him fuck me senseless in however way he wanted.

His fingers around my throat tightened as he fucked me like an animal. His grunts drove me over the edge, and when I felt his cock swell inside of me, I knew he was close.

His thrusting became faster and harder. With his other arm around my hips, he pulled me down on his hard length at the same time he would thrust upward.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!” I screamed into his neck.

I realized…Nikolay wasn’t just fucking me.

He was hate-fucking me. Taking all his anger out in the only way he knew how. He fucked me raw and deep…filled with passion but also with so much hate.

I was rendered powerless as he continued to ram himself into me. Again and again. I bucked into his arms. I wasn’t sure if I wanted him to stop or if I was begging him for more.

“You will be the death of me,” he whispered in my ear, his voice hard and strained—filled with dark lust. His fingers released my hips and traveled south between our bodies.

I squeezed my eyes closed, the pleasure too much to bear. A strangled moan ripped from my throat when he pushed his thumb hard against my little bundle of nerves. It was my point of pleasure. I rolled my hips with each of his thrust, matching his movements. I was stretched tightly, almost forcefully around his hard length, and my clit throbbed.

I was close…so fucking close…

I just needed…

My body shook as he buried himself deep inside of me again with a brutal thrust. It felt like I was being split open as I cried out, my orgasm hitting me harder than I could imagine.

My vision blurred, and I continued to milk his cock as he found his release too. I felt his hard length throbbing inside me, stretching me as he pumped his release into me.

His groan made my head spin. The feel of him coating my inner walls, filling me with his own cum, drove me over the edge again. When his thumb pulled at my clit, demanding another orgasm from me, I gave it to him.

I never wanted it to end.

I clenched around his cock, wanting him to stay deep within me.

His fingers finally released their vise grip around my throat, and my head laid limply against his neck, completely spent.

I felt our mixed cum drip between us, coating my inner thighs with our pleasure. Still shuddering from my orgasm, I clenched around him again.

I gasped when I felt him starting to pull out. My arms tightened around his back, and I placed a soft kiss on the side of his neck, right over his scar while my fingers gently traced the scars on his back.

“No,” I whispered. My hips moved against his as I continued to work him in my pussy.

I was impossibly full and wanted more. Nikolay growled low in his chest, and he grabbed hold of my hips before pulling me off him.

I whimpered, my eyes going between us where we were still joined. I watched as he pulled me off, watching his cock leave my pussy and his release trickling down between my legs.

I gasped when he left my body, feeling strangely empty. Nikolay pushed me on the bed and stood up. My legs were still spread wide, my body limp and too tired to move a muscle.

His gaze went between my legs, and I saw the heated look he gave me, but then his lips curled up in anger. Confused, I could only stare up at him.

“You can leave now,” he said, his voice rough, deep, and just so perfect from our recent fucking.

But I didn’t have a chance to love his voice when his words registered through my foggy brain. “What?” I asked. How fucking dumb of you, Evaline.

I struggled into a sitting position, my body sore. He used me savagely, and I loved it. But now…

He shifted his focus from my body to my eyes. “I said you can leave. The door is right there.” He nodded toward the door.

I stared dumbly at it before moving my gaze back to the man standing in front of me, in all his naked glory. My eyes went to his semi-hard cock, which was wet with signs of our pleasure. The tingling between my pussy didn’t stop, and I shook my head.