Page 31 of Mafie Queen

Damien bites down on my lip until I taste blood. I moan into his mouth, using my tongue to share the coppery taste. He sucks on it as if he can’t get enough of me.

All too soon, his movements grow jerky while he sits on the edge of his release and mine begins to build. Then, I lean in to bite down on his lip until he growls.

“Fuck, babe.” He pulls back wiping his mouth, but a smile plays on his face. He smacks my ass in punishment before thrusting hard enough to make me breathless while fingers thread into my hair, pulling on the ends.

“Naughty boys get it rough. Do you want it rough, baby?”

I nod, letting him pull harder until the tension on my scalp becomes painful. Goosebumps erupt down my spine, and I relish the way the bite of hurt adds to the pleasure.

He frees his hand from my hair only to bring his arm between us to wrap his fingers around my cock, leaking precum between us and causing a mess.

Damien hits that sweet spot so perfectly that I want to cry out from the blissful sensations coursing through my entire body, but it isn’t until he begins to stroke my dick that I feel like I’m on fire.

My brain is torn between thrusting into his hand and pushing down on his length. They both feel so good right now. Damien leans back slightly and makes the choice for me.

“Ride my dick, baby. Take what you need from me. Give it all to me.”

I bounce on his length while he continues to stroke my engorged cock. I swear the tip is already purple with the need for release, and I hate how fast this is all coming to an end. Although, I have no doubt there will be more of this in our future. Because Damien is mine, and it’s about time I made that clear.

I pick up my pace as I feel him grow even harder inside me. He’s breathless, and I’m covered in sweat as I feel him start to come undone.

“Fuck, baby. Yes. I wanna fill that ass with my cum. You want that, don’t you? Want to feel me dripping out of that tight ass? ”

I thrust down hard, slamming to the hilt with every stroke. It feels so damn good that I actually might cry. I hold on though, not letting go until he does. The second he takes back control, pulling me forward to kiss my swollen lips as he spills himself deep in my ass, I combust alongside him.

Jets of cum cover our chests as Damien strokes me through my orgasm, his dick still deep inside me as he milks me of all I have to give. By the time we both come down, we’re a fucking mess. But I love it, and more than anything, I lovehim.

The world feels a little brighter today.

Chapter 15

I walk into my office while rage consumes me. Evie sent a text just an hour ago saying she wants to continue messaging until Dr. K felt it was safe for her to call.

While I am grateful for the work Dr. K is doing, I amdesperateto hold my girl. I clench my fists three times before I sit. My OCD is only just recently getting back under control, and I mentally scold myself again for not having it together when Evie needed me most.

At least I can wear my clothes now without totally losing it. While I am embarrassed that Damien had to intervene, partof me is grateful. Seeing him step up over the past few weeks has me admiring the change in him. He may have made deals without us, but I cannot be mad if they are what brought our girl home.

I adjust the papers on my desk just as Doc walks in exactly on time. Closing the door behind him, he crosses the room with a stern look on his face.

“She gave me permission to share this with you, but I want to be clear that while I work for you, if she asked me to respect her privacy I would.”

I nod in approval. While I feel the need to know everything about Evie, I will do my best to respect her privacy when she asks. Doc is a damn saint too because if I were not so agreeable about that plan, he would easily have a bullet between his eyes right now.

“Alright then, what did you find?”

He sits in the chair in front of my desk and crosses a leg.

“The tracker was in her leg exactly where Ivan said it would be. It may take a few days for the muscle to heal, but it should be all good because it wasn’t there for too long. I was able to find the one inside the ring, but I’m unable to get it out without melting the metal.”

He hands me a box, the one the ring is in.

“I assume you have professionals that know how to do that. I do not.”

I take the box from him and set it on the desk. Rage consumes my mind, flooding me with all of the ways we will make Rostya and Adrik pay for this. He should not be allowed to ruin something so precious to us, to her.

“What else?”

Doc’s jaw tightens with impending bad news, and I brace myself. “She can’t remember a lot of her sessions with Rostya.”

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