Page 46 of Married to the Mafia Monster

He smiles again, a dark, possessive smile that I can feel even with my eyes closed.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, his hands moving to untie the ropes. The sensation of the bindings releasing sends a wave of relief and anticipation through me, my body trembling with need.

He flips me over gently, his eyes meeting mine with a fierce intensity. “Now, show me how much you want it,” he commands, his voice low and filled with desire.

“Please,” I beg, my voice hoarse with desperation. “Please, Alex, I need you.”

He doesn’t hesitate, entering me with a slow, deliberate thrust that sends a shockwave of pleasure through my body. I cry out, my hands gripping the sheets as he moves with a controlled rhythm, each stroke driving me closer to the edge.

The mixture of pain and pleasure, the intensity of his control, is overwhelming. I lose myself in the sensation, my body and mind surrendering completely to him.

The world narrows to the point where our bodies meet, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable peak.

“Come for me, Bella,” he commands, his voice a rough whisper. “Now.”

His words are my undoing. With a final, powerful thrust, he pushes me over the edge.

My orgasm crashes over me, a wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure that leaves me gasping and crying out his name. My body convulses, every muscle tensing and releasing in a symphony of sensation.

He doesn’t stop, his movements prolonging my pleasure until I am completely spent, my body a trembling, sated mess. He holds me close, his touch gentle and reassuring as he eases me down from the heights of ecstasy.

The intensity of my submission, the depth of my surrender, leaves me feeling both vulnerable and powerful, a heady combination that lingers long after the pleasure has subsided.

Afterwards, we lie tangled in each other’s arms, the room filled with the soft sounds of our breathing. Alex traces patterns on my skin with his fingertips, his touch soothing and comforting.

“I need to warn you, Bella,” he says quietly, his voice tinged with a sadness that tugs at my heart. “There will come a time when you’ll hate me. When everything I’ve done will make you see me as I truly am.”

I look up at him, my heart aching at the vulnerability in his eyes. “That will never happen, Alex. I’m falling for you. Nothing can change that. You could have gone but you came back.”

He smiles, but it’s tinged with a sadness that makes my heart ache. “I hope you’re right. But just remember, no matter what happens, everything I do is to protect you.”

I snuggle closer to him, resting my head on his chest. “I trust you, Alex. I know you’ll always do what’s best for us.”

THIRTY

Bella

I wake in the middle of the night, my heart pounding in my chest. The room is dark, the only light coming from the city lights outside filtering through the curtains.

A sense of foreboding washes over me, and I can’t shake the feeling that something bad is about to happen. I glance over to Alex, but his side of the bed is empty. Panic sets in for a moment until I see him standing by the window, his silhouette framed by the dim light.

“Alex?” I call out softly.

He turns, his eyes meeting mine. “It’s okay, Bella. There’s nothing there. Just checking.”

I nod, trying to calm my racing heart. “I couldn’t sleep. I have this awful feeling...”

He comes back to the bed, sitting down beside me. His presence is comforting, and I reach out, taking his hand in mine. “It’s just your mind playing tricks on you,” he says gently. “You’ve been through a lot. It’s natural to feel on edge.”

I sigh, leaning into him. “I know, but it’s hard to switch off.”

He looks thoughtful for a moment, then a playful smile tugs at his lips. “I bet I can get you to sleep.”

Curiosity piqued, I raise an eyebrow. “Oh really? And how do you plan to do that?”

He leans down and captures my mouth in a hungry kiss, his tongue dancing with mine as his hands roam over my skin. I moan into the kiss, my body already on fire with desire.

He breaks away from the kiss and gazes down at me, his eyes filled with heat. "I want to make you feel so good," he says huskily, his voice dripping with desire.

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