Page 34 of The Devil's Heir
I nod. "You did."
"And was I gentle enough for you, Liliana?"
"Yes, Sir, and I appreciate it," I tell him.
"Good because it's round two for you, and I'm going to show you how I fuck my women."
Before I know what he's doing, Jarek flips me onto my stomach and pulls my hips into the air. I get up onto my hands, but he shoves my head into the mattress.
"Head down, pauper, I want full access to this pussy. I'll tell you if I want you on your hands and knees."
Jarek thrusts into me, not caring whether I'm sore or not. Luckily, I'm wet enough that it doesn't hurt much at all. After a few thrusts, he brings his hand down onto my bare ass, and I squeak at the sting. Slap after slap rains down on each ass cheek as Jarek continues to fuck me.
The slaps never let up until Jarek takes my hips in a bruising grip and slams into me, emptying himself deep inside. He's panting heavily as he remains inside me for a few minutes. When he pulls out, he slaps my ass again.
"Stay just like that until I tell you to move," he instructs.
"Yes, Sir." My voice cracks when I respond.
I don't want him to see me cry, but when he hears my response, he stretches out beside me, propping his head on his hand as he smirks at me.
"Do you know why I spanked you, pauper?"
"N-no, Sir."
Looks can be so deceiving at times because when he cups my cheek gently while brushing his thumb back and forth in a soft caress, I think he's going to say something sweet. Instead, he slides his hand further back and tangles his fingers into my hair, tugging on it tightly.
"You do not get to barge into my office and make demands of me, Liliana. You are very beautiful, and I know I'm going to enjoy using this delectable body of yours, but you are still beneath me." He slams his mouth against mine, taking what he wants.
Once Jarek is done with me, he gets up and puts everything back in its proper place. Then, he produces a silk robe and holds it open.
"Come, pauper. It's time for bed. You have a long day tomorrow and need your sleep."
"May I ask what I'm doing tomorrow, Sir?"
"Well, it's not like it's a secret. I am taking you to a meeting I have with my underboss and a few of my capos. I want them to see the woman who is off limits and who they are to protect with their lives until you give me an heir."
I swallow hard. It's one thing to be around one person in the mafia, but to be around multiple people who have most likely killed others. Oh my God, has Jarek killed anyone?
"Why do you look so pale, pauper? You have nothing to worry about—my men will not harm you."
"Have you killed anyone, Sir?" I ask nervously.
Jarek takes my chin between his fingers and tilts my head up. His eyes study my face before he finally speaks. "Whether I've killed or not makesno difference. You are mine for a year, pauper. I will fuck you, protect you, and yes, Iwillkill for you. I can't allow anybody to touch what is mine,ever," he vows.
Chills run through me at hearing the seriousness in Jarek's voice. I always knew Jarek was not a good person, but to have it confirmed that he is very dangerous has me wanting to run the other way—but I can't. I need the money that this little arrangement will provide me. I refuse to give up so early, and if Jarek is promising to protect me, then I shouldn't have anything to worry about, right?
"Go to bed, Liliana. Do not shower tonight. I want you to keep my seed inside for as long as possible. Jackson will come for you at seven to escort you to the dining room. You will eat breakfast with me before we leave."
"Yes, Sir."
He grins, pivots on his heel, and heads for the door. Just as he opens it, he stops and turns partially to face me again. "You did well for your first time, pauper. Better than I expected a virgin to be. You still have a ways to go to reach the level I'm used to, but you'll get there." And then—he's gone.
TWENTY
Jarek
Leaving my pauper in the room as she was couldn't be helped. Losing one's virginity tends to give a woman fanciful thoughts—thoughts that I have no time to entertain. It doesn't matter how much I loved sinking my cock into her tight cunt; I can't have my pauper thinking that it was anything more than what it was.
