Page 52 of Pregnant By the Mafia Boss

“Not yet,” he says, shaking his head as he positions himself above me, easing the tip of his cock into my eagerly waiting pussy.

Then perfection grows stronger, if that’s even possible. He pulls back and thrusts again, grinding his pelvis against my clit, hitting it in just the right way, moving me closer to another climax.

“Come in me,” I tell him. “Give it to me, Salvatore. I want it so bad.”

“You bad girl,” he replies. “Such an innocent face and such a filthy mind.”

“Did you expect any less from your queen?”

He slams home. “Come for me,” he says. “Let me feel you coming around my cock.”

Our words fade away as he drives deep over and over again.

My hand slips between us, stroking my clit, bringing me to the brink in time to match his speed.

“I’m coming,” I cry out, and it hits just as he spurts into me. He fills me up, making me belong to him, showing the world that I am his. Telling the universe I belong to this man.

This god of a man.

This mafia king.

He pulls back and thrusts a final few times, his cock twitching deep inside me. Then he falls still, kissing me softly on the neck as my own climax fades away all too soon, leaving me grinning and unable to stop.

He slides out of me at last, rolling onto his side, shifting me so he’s spooning me in the bed.

“That was perfect,” I say, letting my eyes close. “I’m never leaving your side again.”

“I never felt fear like it, thinking you might be hurt, or worse.”

“Thought you weren’t afraid of anything.”

He leans back enough to swat my ass lightly. “Don’t tease.”

“Sorry, Sir. I’ll be a good girl.”

He kisses the spot between my shoulders. “I hope not,” he growls. “Where would be the fun in that? Now keep still.”

He reaches down, easing the plug from me. There’s a dull ache when it leaves, combined with a strange sense of emptiness.

“Do me a favor,” I mutter as he sets it back in the box out of the way.

“Anything for you,cara mia.”

“Next time, don’t use the plug.” I grind back against him. “Make ityouthat’s in there.”

I get up to go pee, flashing him my ass as I go. He snarls at me, growling deeply as I scurry away. When I’m done, I return to find him half asleep.

I climb in as he rolls onto his back.

I put my head on his chest, listening to the slow rhythm of his heartbeat.

Within moments, I’m asleep, dreaming of a future with no fighting, no violence, nothing but us and our family, happy for the rest of our lives.

21

Keira

We’ve been back from Rome for a month. I’ve been over to Birch Lake with Salvatore for the last week.

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