The Mafia and His Obsession Part 2 (Tainted Hearts 5)

More tears spilled down her cheeks and Valentin laughed at the sight of them.

He rammed into her and her lips parted in a silent scream.

I knew she just came.

I knew her body.

The way she shuddered and each silent tremor told me she just found her release.

I am sorry.

Except my apologies meant nothing compared to the pain she was going through.

Valentin continued to push forward, thrusting harder now. Valerie found my eyes again and her lips parted. She mouthed my…name.

Viktor.

More tears spilled, and she mouthed my name once again. As if she were calling for me…begging me…

My eyes widened at the sudden realization.

Sitting forward, I almost dropped the bottle of brandy. Our gaze didn’t waver, and we silently spoke to each other.

Valerie nodded at me. A silent permission.

And I almost fell to my knees.

My sweet, sweet girl.

I lurched forward and stood up. Valentin’s attention snapped to me, and he smirked when I walked closer to the bed.

“I want my turn,” I growled.

“I knew you wouldn’t be able to sit and watch. You’re not the type of man who sits and lets others do the action. Not when it’s something as tempting as this,” he taunted, bringing his hand between them and cupping her pussy.

“She’s already soaked for you. I already broke her in for you. Her cunt is stretched, and trust me, she’s ready to take you.” He smirked, and I started ripping my clothes away from my body.

“I know how to fuck, and trust me, I can fuck better than you.”

He stilled at my words, darkness flashing in his eyes. “Get the fuck off her,” I snapped.

Valentin sent me a cocky smile, filled with arrogance and confidence. I hated his fucking face, and I wanted so bad to rip off his dick and stuff it into his mouth.

He rolled over, leaving Valerie spent and limp on the bed. Her body was flushed and sweating. My gaze went between her legs; she was dripping and red, her pussy lips puffy. I could see her pulsing with need.

It truly was a tempting sight.

If this was any other time, I would have loved to devour her like a starved man.

But this…this wasn’t the time.

This wasn’t the place.

Right now, our love making was tainted by the third presence.

What I was about to do…it was only to protect ourselves. To help each other in this moment, in the only way we knew how.

Together, we were stronger.

And I was going to make love to my woman, right in front of Valentin. Her fucking husband.

I was going to show him…she loved me. She wanted me. She needed me.

And her cunt…mine.

The drugs were still coursing through her body, and I knew this wasn’t over. She needed more. And Valentin knew that. He knew it wouldn’t be an easy fuck for Valerie.

She was going to hurt. She was going to need to be filled to the brim, coming…chasing her release. Once. Twice. Three times. Maybe even four, until she was completely spent or unconscious.

This was exactly what the drug was meant for.

But if I really had a choice, Valentin wouldn’t touch her again.

Climbing in bed, I joined Valerie. Her eyes met mine, and I saw acceptance in hers. She took a deep breath and her legs fell apart for me, inviting me in.

This…wasn’t rational or sane.

This was dangerous.

It was so fucking sick.

But the moment our gazes met, everything else fell away. Valentin disappeared, the world stopped moving, and it was all silent.

It was just us.

Naked, I settled over my sweet Valerie. Her muscles were locked and her body strung tight, but I needed her calm. I needed her to melt into my arms, like she would before.

My hands caressed up her hips, slowly…gently. I tenderly kissed her with my touch. Her lips parted with a breathy sigh, and her eyes fluttered. There you are, my beautiful swan.

I cupped her breast and tweaked her nipples. She gasped, her body arching for me. Rubbing my cock against her wetness, I coated my length with her. I hardened at the feel of her, finally my dick coming alive. Can you feel me? I mouthed.

She whispered my name in my ear and everything felt right.

I’ve got you, sweet myshka.

She knew.

She trusted me.

Voicelessly, she let me know it was okay. To touch her. To kiss her. To fuck her.

I ignored Valentin’s grunting beside us. I knew he was watching and probably jerking himself off. I could hear the sound of him rubbing his old limp dick.

I ignored it all. Valerie did too. We only focused on each other, and it was almost, just almost perfect.

My thick length nudged her soaked entrance, and I felt her pulsing against my tip. She was desperately trying to suck me inside her. So I gave her what she needed.

My fingers closed around her hair, fisting it at the base of her neck, and I thrust inside, filling her wet pussy until I was balls deep. With an arm under Valerie, I pulled her hips up slightly. I pulled out and then pushed back inside, until my balls thudded against the crease of her ass.