Broken by Sin: A Dark Mafia Romance
“Nico.”
“Say it, princess.” His eyes burn into mine. “Tell me to spank you, filthy girl.”
“Spank me.” The words choke out of my chest and I can’t believe I’m saying them. “Spank me, Nico, please. Punish me.”
His eyes shine with an unholy want. “That’s right, princess. Say it again. Tell me you’re filthy.”
“I’m filthy. I’m fucking dirty. Punish me, please, Nico.” God, I’m dripping wet and embarrassed and more turned on than I’ve ever felt in my entire life.
He turns, sits on the pool table, and yanks me across his lap. I let out a yelp of surprise as he rips down my bikini bottoms.
He wasn’t fucking kidding about the spanking.
“Wait, Nico—”
His hand slaps down on my bare ass. His palm cracks against the skin and I stiffen in shock and pain.
“That’s one,” he whispers, grabbing my hair. He pulls it tight. “Say sorry.”
“Fuck you.” I clench my jaw against the burning, warming sensation that spreads along the sensitive skin on my ass down between my legs to my dripping wet pussy. I’m buzzing and high on the anger, the pain, the pleasure, the desire. It’s lust, pure and beautiful and dripping.
He spanks me again. Slightly harder this time. The pain’s white-hot and intense and I moan, wiggling my butt in the air like I’m begging him for more.
Because I am. I’m begging him to spank me and it’s insane.
It’s so insane and feels so goddamn good.
“Say sorry.”
“Fuck. You.”
I want to taunt him. I want to piss him off.
Because I need him to spank my ass raw and make me his.
Again. Again. Two hard whacks. It stings so much but feels so good. My pussy’s dripping wet and entirely exposed to the air, and I’m pinned down against his lap by his massive, strong arms.
He owns me right now, controls me—he’s spanking me like I’m his to command.
And I love it.
“Say it,” he whispers. “Or are you refusing because you like getting your ass spanked by me? Are you enjoying your punishment, princess?”
“I’ll say it once you’ve earned it.” I grin at him and I’m shivering with desire.
He seems to like that.
He lets out a soft groan and roughly pulls my hair as he spanks my ass hard three times. I nearly scream but he spreads my cheeks wide and buries his fingers deep inside my pussy.
The pain and pleasure mingle and break my brain into tiny pieces of glittering glass.
I white out. I see nothing but blankness as my ears buzz. He teases my clit and fucks me deep before pulling out again to spank me hard. I moan and writhe and gyrate against him, lost in the moment, in the pleasure. There’s no more want or need or anything, there’s only a base desire for more please, more, more, more, and Nico will give it to me.
I’m so entirely broken now, so entirely his, that I don’t know if I really hate him anymore or if the hate is just an excuse to feel this good.
“Say it, princess,” he says as he fucks my pussy deeper with his fingers. “Say you’re sorry and I’ll make you come.”
“You’re a bastard,” I moan as he spanks me again. “You’re arrogant and selfish and not nearly as clever as you think you are.”
“And you’re a spoiled, filthy girl. You’re a dirty little princess and you need to learn your lesson.” Another spanking, more fingers rolling along my clit.
I’m practically sobbing with moans and whimpers. I’m writhing but he holds me down, driving me fucking wild. I’m so close, right on that edge, and his strong hands dominate me in ways I’ve never felt before.
“Say it princess.”
“Nico,” I moan. Another spank. Another. I can’t take this anymore. I want to escape but I want him to hold me down until I scream. “Oh, god, Nico. I’m dirty. I’m filthy.”
Pleasure racks my brain as he fucks my pussy with my fingers. Pleasure, pain, hate, love. It’s all mixed up and I’m bucking and every muscle is tense and straining.
“Say it.”
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Oh, fuck, I’m sorry!”
He fucks my pussy fast, fingers rolling along to tease at my deep G-spot, and I finally release that scream I’ve had building in my chest this whole time. He covers my mouth and I bite his fingers as I come in a massive explosion of pure bliss, my skull vaporizing into dust and glitter and nothing. He keeps fucking me through it, and when I’m done, I collapse from his lap and land on the floor on my knees, shivering and shaking.
He stands up in front of me and tilts my chin in the air.
“Good girl,” he says and bends down to kiss me.
I moan into that kiss.
My ass hurts like hell. It’s raw and red and I’ll have a bruise there soon. My pussy pulses with little after-tremors from that orgasm, and I’m not sure if I’ll ever stop coming or if I’ll exist in this in-between bliss forever.