Ryder's Claim (Mafia Heirs 2)

I want to say no, but I don't have it in me to deny him.

Then I remember what Papa told me. How he insisted I promise to get pregnant as soon as I can, how much it meant to him to have our bloodline continued – to keep us safe. My teeth dig into my bottom lip so hard I taste blood.

Ryder pulls me against him in the bed. His body is hard and strong against mine as he holds me, watching me with a fiery gaze.

"I can't keep my eyes off you," he mutters. "Not anymore."

"What about Adrian?" I manage to get out, feeling my whole body tremble under the weight of his gaze. "What about your father? What about the wedding?"

"I'll make him change his mind," Ryder says, voice still heavy with sleep. "I want you. I'm not giving up. I need you to be mine, Nicoletta."

Something takes over me then. It's as if everything I've been through, all the lies I've told, have built up to this moment where I lean into him and press my lips against his. And I don't give a damn about initiating, all I want is to feel him. We'll deal with the consequences tomorrow.

Our lips clash together and my tongue meets his. He's a confident kisser and he takes control of me easily, as if he's been waiting for it for a lifetime. Pushing me beneath him, Ryder climbs on top of me and when he pulls back, his eyes are darkened with desire.

"I waited too long for this," he hisses, pushing down his boxers and pulling out his cock. It's huge and swollen with so much need my breath catches in my throat. I'm too afraid to look at him and yet I can't look away. My head is spinning and I'm wet between my legs, my thighs sticking together under the nightdress I'm wearing.

"It's my first time," I tell Ryder softly.

"I know. That's good, principessa," he mutters in my ear. "Because your first time should be with the man you'll stay with for the rest of your life. Me."

My body shivers as he continues to kiss me, all over my neck, my throat and down to my decolletage. He growls when my nightdress blocks his kisses. With one swift movement, he rips it off me, exposing my shivering body to the cool of the night.

"You won't regret this?" he asks me. "I know it's too soon, but I want you so fucking much..."

"No," I whisper, knowing I'm telling the truth. I could never regret this – could never regret him. "Please, show me how you make love."

With a groan, he descends upon me again. His eyes are wondrous as they take in my naked body, wondering over my exposed breasts and to the spot between my legs where the soft, silky blonde hairs on my pussy are dampened with my desire.

"Fuck, Nicoletta, I'm so fucking hard for you." He palms his cock and I watch it grow with eyes wide open. He's so thick and long, I have no idea how he's supposed to fit inside me. But it doesn't seem to be on Ryder's mind. He's too preoccupied with me, and the more his lips touch my exposed skin the more consumed by want I become.

I thought I would be scared, terrified. But I'm not. I fucking want this, just as much as he does. Despite every circumstance screaming at me about how wrong this is, I can't help myself. I want it, despite all the reasons I shouldn't.

Ryder's mouth wraps around my pebbled nipple and he lightly bites down, making me moan out loud.

"Better be quiet, principessa," he tells me with a dark grin. "You don't want somebody to hear us, do you?"

Wordlessly, I shake my head. My teeth dig into my bottom lip in an attempt to stop the scream threatening to rip itself from my throat. I want everyone to know what we're doing. I want the whole mansion to wake up and see us like this, so they can finally realize we belong together. I'm not meant to end up with Adrian. Ryder is the man who stole my heart from the first moment I saw him... And I'm done fighting it.

"You ready for me?" he grunts as he positions himself above me, and I nod feverishly. "I won't hurt you... just tell me if it's too much. I want you to love this as much as I will."

"Thank you, I –" I don't get to finish my sentence because he sinks down between my legs next and a sigh rips itself from my lips as Ryder begins licking me in the most private place. I've never felt a man's touch there, let alone his tongue, and my body contorts, eager for more of him, eager to please us both. "Fuck. Please don't stop!"