Mafia's Rebellious Bride: His Forbidden Obsession novel Chapter 24

"Beg me, Mafia King," she emphasized on Mafia King to taunt him.

Nikolai's body tensed. He half growled and half cursed under his breath.

“You know,” he murmured, his voice thick with warning, “I can take you right here, right now. No one can stop me.”

"But you won't!" Alessia said with conviction, "If you wanted, you wouldn't have waited for so long." Her lips grazed his jaw teasingly. “I know you, Capo. You won’t have me without my consent.”

His jaw clenched as he inhaled a deep breath. Damn her. He had let her play. Let her have control. And now he was suffering for it. She knew his weakness and she was using it against him.

Alessia's lips curled in a smirk. "Seems like you don't want me that badly."

Alessia was about to pull back when he caught her. His adam's apple bobbed as he hesitated before muttering, "Please."

Triumph danced in her eyes. But she wasn't done. Not yet.

"Please what? Capo?" She blinked her eyes rapidly.

He swallowed hard. He had never bowed or begged in front of anyone, but this little woman was making him do unimaginable things, like she always had.

"Let me have you."

A sharp inhale left Alessia’s lips. A shiver ran through her, but she didn’t let him see how his plea affected her. One side of Alessia's lips curled into a smirk, as she leaned back on the bed.

It was a small victory, but it gave her assurance that she could bend him to her will in the future as well.

Nikolai, on the other hand, vowed himself not to lose control in the future. He couldn't let her control him. Things had always worked according to his wishes, and they would continue to do so.

Slowly, Nikolai parted her thighs and positioned himself between them. He gripped his thick length and rubbed the tip of it against her wet folds, making her gasp and arch.

Alessia remembered every single thing he had done to her family, yet her body always betrayed her as if it already belonged to him.

Nikolai chuckled at her reaction and rolled it more against her sensitive bud. Alessia bit her lower lip, trying her best not to give him the satisfaction of showing how she was felt.

"Oh! The things I want to do with you," he rasped, his voice raw and thick with desire.

She held her breath as he slowly pushed inside. Her nails dug sharply into his skin when he thrust deeper within her. It was too much and not enough all at once.

A groan escaped Nikolai’s throat as he filled her, stretching her the brink of pleasure bordering on pain.

His hot breath fanned her skin as he leaned forward and dipped his head in the crook of her neck.

"I bowed to you because I don't see us as different," Nikolai groaned against her neck.

Alessia shivered. His body pressed so tightly against hers that she could feel every inch of him.

“You were made for me, dolcezza.”

Alessia wanted to argue, to tell him that she belonged to no one, but before she could, he thrust deeper inside her.

A gasp tore from her lips.

Another.

She arched beneath him, her body responding before her mind could catch up. Her thighs clenched around his waist, her fingers sliding up his back, nails scratching his skin.

Then, with one push, he was completely inside her, burying himself inside her to the hilt. Her lips parted as a loud cry escaped them. He leaned down and swallowed them, kissing her fiercely and consuming her.

And she lost herself.

The way he felt, moved, and watched her—everything was fascinating.