Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 243

Sofia’s POV

I clinged onto him as he made his way up the stairs and into the bedroom, with my head resting on his shoulder and my arms loosely wrapped around him when he pushed the door closed. I was still feeling really sated and wasn’t feeling like I wanted to orgasm anymore because of how intense the one I had had downstairs had felt. A brief thought of the fact that Matilda being how nosey she was, might have had her ear pressed against the other side of the door leading into the dining room, throughout the time I had felt being teased by Luca. I shook my head a little as I willed that thought out of my head as I started to convince myself that like Luca had said to me, that it was perfectly normal since Luca and I were married… although it didn’t make it feel any less embarrassing for me.

I huffed out a small whine and tightened my hold around Luca when he tried to place me on my feet, and the small fond chuckle that vibrated out of him in the next second made my inside strumm for a few long seconds.

“What is it, bunny?” He asked with a small chuckle and I breathed out another smaller whine as I tightened my hold around him. He felt so safe and warm and comfortable that I do not want to leave his embrace at that particular moment.

“You don’t wanna come down?” He asked after a few seconds and I nodded my head a little without lifting my head off his shoulders, as I proceeded to tighten my hold on his shoulders even more.

“But bunny, you have to come down…” He started to speak in the next second but I let out a low distressed sound and tried to burrow against him even more. I had no idea how I ended up feeling this way, but all I knew in my head at this very moment was the fact that I didn’t want to leave his embrace, because it felt so comfortable and safe and firm in his hold.

“Don’t you wanna shower tonight, bunny?” He asked after some time and I faintly noted the tact that he was moving a little, and I tightened my hold around him without saying a thing.

“Bunny?” He ended up calling out once again after a few seconds and I hesitated at first before finally quietly responding to him.

“Mhhm?”

“Can you tell me what it is that you want?” He continued and I fell silent after that, all that I did was to tighten my hold around him and try to literally crawl beneath his shirt.

I had no idea why I was suddenly feeling this way, and the fact that I couldn’t place my hand on what it is that was actually bothering me or making me act in this kind of way. All I knew that was happening with me was that I was feeling really distressed and also needed to feel owned in a way– and his firm embrace, his large hands holding me up securely, was making me feel owned in a way.

I peaked my eyes open when I felt him start to move around once again and that was when I noticed that he was heading towards the bed. I held onto him and started to whine when I felt like he was about to drop me into the bed.

“Shh,” He whispered in a low voice but I shook my head and started to sniff without even realizing it at first. I had no idea as to where that had suddenly come from, all I knew was that as soon as I grasped unto the fact that tears had started to bead at my eyeslashes, they had started to fall down in the next second.

“Aw bunny, don’t cry…” He cooed as he rose up to his full height once again as he started to rock me against him a little. I tightened my hold on him as I buried my face against him even more, feeling my tears seep into his shift after a few moments had passed.

“I won’t let go of you, ok?” He continued after a moment and I nodded my head against him, sniffing a little with my eyes squeezed close in the curve of his throat.

I felt him start to sink into the bed and I started to panic as if on reflex mode, but he started to shush me in an instant. “Relax, bunny, I’m not dropping you…” He whispered as he started to rock me again, and I felt my butt touch his thighs after a few seconds, with his hands still firmly around me, proving to me that indeed, he wasn’t letting go of me yet.

“O- okay.” I whispered against his throat, words muffled against his shirt but I had a feeling he got what I had just said because he proceeded to pull me against him even more in the next second.