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

“I won’t hear them…” I finally managed to say, my heart breaking further. Viktor painted such a beautiful canvas for me to see, yet…God, it couldn’t be this easy.

“You don’t have to hear them,” he replied. His hand touched my chest again, over my heart. “You will feel it, right here. Your heart will beat to the rhythm of their cheers.”

The image of me dancing flashed in front of my eyes. Under the lights, on the stage, the dark audience—me lost to the flow of my steps.

A beautiful moment that I missed with my every breath. Something lost in the shadows yet this man promised to return it to me.

“Let me steal you away from here, Valerie.” There he was, mending my broken heart. “Let me give you what you deserve,” he said before claiming my lips again.

When we pulled apart this time, I didn’t want to let go. Ever. So, in his palms, I gave him what I had locked deep inside of me. I gave him my heart.

The softest whisper, “Steal me away, Viktor.”

Chapter 36

Viktor

“Steal me away, Viktor.”

That was all I needed. Her words. Her permission. In this moment, she truly gave herself to me. Body, mind, heart, and soul. I was a greedy son of a bitch, taking everything she was giving and still wanting more.

A few more days, Valerie—and then we would be far, far away from here. Back to where we belonged. Together. With my family.

Gripping her waist, I lifted her off the ground and carried her to bed. She moved back and fell on the pillows. Her blonde hair was spread over our pillows, and she opened her arms for me, inviting me into her embrace.

The shadow and pain in her eyes were now lightened, and Valerie smiled up at me. “You are beautiful like this. When you’re smiling. I hate when you’re hurt, Valerie. It makes me want to rage and kill anyone who has a hand in causing you pain,” I muttered, covering her body with my own.

My lips feathered over her ears, and I knew she wouldn’t hear the words. I didn’t want her to hear this promise. No matter how much darkness Valerie has experienced in this world, she was not ready for this one.

A soft whisper—a promise to her, “There will be bloodshed. I will start a war for you.”

My lips found hers again, and she kissed me back with starving passion. Clothes were taken off quickly and thrown on the ground. Her ballet flats followed shortly until our naked skins were pressed against each other.

I needed to feel her. And I knew she needed me just as much.

Her legs spread open to accommodate me, her nails biting into my shoulders, pushing me forward for more. I sucked on her lower lip before biting gently on it. Pulling away, I saw it was plump and ripe, a dark pink.

Valerie released a throaty moan when I rubbed the tip of my cock against her wet slit. Her back bowed, and she rubbed against me desperately. With my eyes searing into hers, I teased her until she was breathless and begging for more.

Her moans made my cock jolt in excitement, wanting to be sheathed in her tight heat. Her eyes were flaming with hunger and a desire she had kept in for so long. Valerie whimpered as my cock slid up between her pussy lips, pushing but never entering her clenching core.

Her hand came between us, and she took hold of my length, trying to put me inside her. Slapping her hand away with a growl, I pinned her arms above her head.

“Don’t fucking touch me, baby,” I growled, cupping her between her legs. “This pussy is mine, and I decide when to give it my cock.” She creamed between her thighs, and my dick was coated with her sweet juices.

The thought of her sucking and taking my cock deep inside her throat flashed in front of my eyes. With a smirk, I pulled away and stood by the bed. Valerie sat up with a start, surprised as she stared up at me.

I beckoned her forward with a finger, and she crawled to the edge of the bed. “Do you want it?” I asked. My voice sounded rough to my own ears, filled with lust for this beautiful woman on her knees for me.

Her gaze flitted below my stomach where I was gripping my hardened length. She bit on her lips before nodding. I waited until her eyes were on my face again before speaking. “Use your words. Tell me what you want exactly.”

“I want you,” she whispered. I saw her cheeks blushing beautifully.

“What do you want, baby? Do you want to suck my cock? Say it,” I urged her when she stayed quiet. If possible, her cheeks turned redder. Her breathing accelerated, her gorgeous tits bouncing slightly with each breath she took.