Conquered by the Mafia Boss

Beatrice makes a whimpering sound, and I’m still worked up into a frenzy. It’s still not real.

“What the fuck were you thinking?” I scream at her pale face. “You almost got killed!”

“I had to do something,” she says, looking at her bright-red hands in shock. “I couldn’t just sit there.”

Her smooth skin glides under my hands as I take her head, my chest ballooning with gratefulness. “What would I have done without you?”

If she died because of me, I don’t think there would ever be any getting out of the hole I’d fall into.

Those rosebud lips tremble. “I love you.”

I bend my face, forgetting that there’s a fucking war outside. I need to soothe the horrifying ache in my chest. She almost died. The woman I love almost lost her life and our baby’s life.

I barely touch her, the relief pouring into me so painful that I have to bite my lip to keep from crying out. I inhale deeply, steeling myself as I thread my hand through her gorgeous hair. She gasps as I yank hard. “Never, ever do that again.”

I want to take her right now-teach her a goddamn lesson. I know it’s fucking crazy, but my dick jumps at the thought of taking her in this club.

A tear slides down her face. “I’m sorry.”

The sadness choking her throat makes me break, and I pull her into my arms, certain that I’ll never let go of her.

The fog from the shower clouds the glass, but I watch the shadow of her figure move like an erotic private show. Even when my body is scored with cuts and bruises and I feel like collapsing over my bed, fucking my wife still consumes my thoughts. My hand strays to my cock, which grows uncomfortably hard beneath my briefs. I slide them off and pull off my shirt, and then I step to the shower door and grasp the handle.

Steam rolls out of the shower as I open the door, revealing Beatrice’s wet, naked curves. My cock makes an impatient twitch and I join her. Her blonde hair darkens under the water, making her skin glow as she stands under the hot stream. Her lips pull into a small, tired smile. Small hands reach around my waist and pull me against her. I hold her as my heart tightens and releases in a way I’ve never felt before.

She soaps my back and I let her wash me. Her hands curl around my balls and glide up my shaft. My cock hardens under her grip and she gives me a sly grin.

“We need to talk about what happened.”

The smile playing on her face falters. “What about it?”

You risked your life.

My hands slide from the curve of her back to the gentle slope of her stomach and those beautiful tits. I seize her nipples and pinch hard.

“You said you would listen to every word I said. You didn’t listen. You were fucking reckless.”

Beatrice flinches at my tone. “What was I supposed to do, just let him kill you?”

“It wouldn’t have gone down like that. We’re having a baby,” I growl, my nails biting into her nipples. She exhales a sigh that makes my dick throb as my hands caress her tits, moving back down under her ass to lift her in my arms. I brace her back against the glass.

“You can’t risk that life inside you for anything. Do you fucking understand?”

She glares at me steadily.

No, she doesn’t.

I catch her bottom lip between my teeth and I bite down. Then I move my iron-stiff cock right between her legs, rubbing her clit. She moans in between kissing me back.

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“I-I know.”

The length of me slides along her pussy and ecstasy hits me like a live wire. Fuck, I’ll always need her pussy. Over her shoulder I catch a glimpse of that smoking-hot tattoo. Property of Jack.

“You know damn well.” My hand rips over her ass, blood rushing to her skin as the sound cracks the air.

“Why can’t you be sweet with me?” she says with a sigh.

My heart wants to. I want to carry her in my arms and lay her down on my bed. I want to make love to her, and not fuck her hard like I need to.

“I can’t give you what you want when you don’t behave.”

My lips crush against hers in a long, deep kiss. Her eyes dance when I pull back, her chest burning red.

“I love you.”

She keeps saying that as her defense. It pulls at my heart and pisses me off at the same time. I love her, too. That’s why I need to show her who’s boss.

Her eyes widen when I push my hips, the head of my cock spreading her open slightly. “Remember the rules?”

“Yes.”

“You’re not going to come until I want you to.”

A bit of pressure opens up her pussy, the lips guiding my cock inside as a moan shudders through the stream of water. It’s incredibly hot to see myself buried balls deep. The marks I made earlier today shine in angry red blotches all over her tits.

I keep my dick anchored inside her as I grind her. Her heart beats against my chest as I crush her body, kissing her neck.

“There’s another part of your job I forgot to mention. Can you guess what it is?”

Beatrice utters an incomprehensible moan.

“It’s to spread those beautiful legs for your husband, whenever he wants.” I pull back, watching as the vein on my cock throbs.

“Your job is to take my cock and milk me dry.”

She cries out as I slowly sink back inside her. Her lips seek me out, but I hold her head straight. I want her desperate. My tongue runs over her neck and I bite down. She gasps at the sudden sting and then sighs in relief when I wet her with my tongue.

“Yes, I want it!”

I really lucked out getting such a horny wife. Then I reach down and massage that swollen clit, pinching it tight as her slick walls clench my dick, wanting more of me. I slide out, even though it’s torture.

“I know you do,” I say in a chuckle, ramming her hard again. “I’m not going to stop coming inside that sweet cunt until I have enough kids to satisfy me.”

And even then it’ll be hard not to fuck her bareback, to feel her raw pussy gripping my cock. Goddamn, it makes me so fucking worked up to think that I knocked her up. All those nights in Vegas when we were trying to have a baby. She wanted it so fucking badly that she’d cry when the tests were negative. Every goddamn day she was begging for my cum. It was some of the hottest sex I’ve ever had, and I want it again. I want it over and over. And I want a family-a big family.

Even though I know she’s pregnant, the urge to fill her up consumes me like a fire, eating away at my flesh. I need her. I need this fucking hot body to be mine.