Mafia Grooms – Mafia Devils Read Online Stephanie Brother

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Erotic, Mafia Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77359 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
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He leaned over me, crushing my knee between his chest and mine as he rocked forward, but I liked it. It was so raw and primal to feel his weight on me. To feel him stretch me wide. To hear him grunt as he drove into me again and again.

“Fuck, you feel so fucking good.” His voice was low and guttural, and it thrilled me on a deep level. “So tight.”

Feeling a bit braver, I squeezed around him again, and he responded by picking up the pace. It felt so good. So intimate. So personal. This man, this man I was marrying today was in my space. He was touching me all over. He was inside me. It didn’t get any more personal than that. I was glad he was my first.

I clutched his powerful biceps as he thrust into me again. He worked my clit harder, and soon my cries filled the room.

The tension inside me was building, but then he switched things up. He pushed his hard cock as deep as it could go and then rolled his hips, making it move in a circle inside me. It was a different sensation. It felt good and gave me a little break from the intensity. But then, just as soon as I’d adjusted to that, he pulled out—all the way out—and then pounded into me again.

I cried out, and he didn’t let up. He worked my clit and drove into me until I was a quivering mass of nerves. The pressure inside me was so intense that my arms and legs shook.

“Come for me,” Massimo ordered, but it wasn’t like I had a choice. The orgasm was bubbling up inside me, and nothing was going to stop it. “Come with me,” he amended, and he pushed all the way into me and held himself there.

I screamed as I clamped down on his pulsating cock. The waves of pleasure rocked my entire body and for a moment, all I could see was a blinding whiteness. My shout echoed around the room, mingling with his grunts. Then my scream turned silent as I struggled to draw in air. The pleasure was off the charts—it was almost too much, but I didn’t care. I wanted it. I wanted him.

He emptied himself inside me—yet another new sensation as I gasped and writhed on the bed. Then he collapsed on top of me, and I hugged him to my chest. He was breathing as hard as I was, and I held onto him as if both our lives depended on it.

Massimo’s breath was heavy against my throat as he nuzzled me. He tried to roll off me, to take his weight off, but I didn’t want to let him go. His cock wasn’t as hard, but it was still inside me, still filling me. His arms were around me. His overheated skin was pressed against mine.

I didn’t want him to move, ever, and for a long time, I didn’t let him.

When he finally rolled onto his side, he cradled me in his arms. “How was that, sweetheart?”

He’d never called me that before. “Perfect,” I whispered.

“See? We can make this work, Leila,” he said, and I knew he didn’t just mean sex. “I promise you, we can.”

“I know we can.” Even if he wasn’t the only man I had room for in my heart. He was the one I was marrying, and it meant a lot to know he wanted this to work, too.

26

LEILA

My wedding day passed by in a blur. At times, it felt like I was watching myself in a play. Was this really me? Getting married? Some days I felt like a kid, but now I was about to be a married woman. A married woman who wasn’t a virgin any longer. I could feel evidence of my night of passion with Massimo in every step I took. I was sore, but in a good way. I felt like I’d finally crossed a threshold. I was a real woman now.

But ... I was a woman with heartache. As happy as I was to feel so close to Massimo, I still longed for Stefano and Carmine. I knew that that made me a bad person, but I couldn’t help it. I loved all three of them.

I knew I had to put that out of my mind, however. This day was about my groom and me. He was my future. The man I’d wake up next to. The man I’d have children with.

But he wasn’t the only man I was thinking about. I just couldn’t help it.

Stefano and Carmine were the perfect brothers-in-law. They smiled. Nodded. Laughed. But… they also looked like they were playing a role. Deep down, I knew they were sad, too.

Unexpectedly, I got the chance to talk to Stefano before we even left the house. We all had breakfast together, as if it were a normal day—but of course, it wasn’t. Jana and the cooks had gone all out, making a feast, but I could barely eat. Nerves filled my stomach.



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