Claimed By The Mafia Don (Ariella and Asher) novel Chapter 291

ARIELLA

Asher’s arm tightens around my waist, as he looms over me. My head’s on the pillow where his was. My knees come up, wrapping around his waist, and keeping him inside me.

His green eyes travel the length of my body, toward where we’re fused together. With a slight smirk I find way too sexy, he comments,

“I’m glad we’re still on the same page because I’m not quite done with you. Not even a little bit.”

I chuckle loudly at his statement as he smirks down at me. He then takes my hands in his, his fingers weaving in between mine and he raises them above my head. His eyes lock on mine, and he moves, rocking into me at an unforgiving pace. One that should be painful, but instead, it’s easy not to think about, considering the pleasure he’s creating.

I try to meet his thrusts, but he moves too quickly. Too explosive. Too fiery. So I hang on for the ride and let him take control. My hands tighten in his, gripping to ensure he doesn’t think about going anywhere.

This orgasm this time is quicker, blinding, and overcomes me nearly instantly. I scream. Scream loud enough to make you deaf. And not in pain, but in pleasure. My body produces noises I hadn’t thought possible.

"Oh God."

Asher doesn’t let up, even as my orgasm takes me down. He releases one of my hands to hike my leg off his hip, lifting it at a different angle as he hammers inside me faster, in a pace I didn’t know possible. He takes my mouth in a rough, claiming kiss. His teeth nip at my bottom lip, and he groans into my mouth.

“I can’t hold back, Ariella. You feel too fucking good.”

My other leg clenches tighter around his waist, my silent demand for him not to think about stopping or letting go. He soon lets go and I feel his orgasm everywhere. Through his kiss, inside my core, in every single nerve inside my body as he electrocutes me with his own release. He releases my mouth with a heavy pant. He drops my leg and I lower both to the bed. For a long second, he remains on top of me, his face in my neck, his arms around me, his hot pants canvassing my naked breasts.

Afterwards. I trail a finger up his spine.

“Well,” I start, but don’t finish.

“Well.” He lifts his head to look at me. “Well, that was intense.”

“Very much.”

Asher slowly lifts to his knees, his cock slipping from me. A sting of something close to pain flashes through my core, like now that it’s empty, I realise how much he truly stretched me, but I’m okay with the sensation. His finger traces over my wet pussy, and an appreciative noise quickly follows.

“You’ll have to keep me away from you for a while when we get back. Let you heal before I fuck you again.”

I giggle, reaching for him again. “Not necessary.”

His chuckle is dark and does dangerous things to my insides. “You say that now.”

“Asher.”

“I’m going to show you what it truly feels like for me to claim you.” His hold tightened.

My heart drummed in my ears as I saw the savage hunger in his dark eyes.

“You’re mine. Always and forever.”

This was more than him saying it. He wanted me to admit it. My mouth dried up, so all I could do was nod.

“Say it,” he demanded, sliding his cock inside of my quivering pussy once more, as deep as he could go.

I’d come thrice already, my lips swollen and throbbing around his shaft.

I swallowed to soothe my parched throat, knowing there was no holding back, telling him what he longed to hear.

“I’m yours, Asher Romano. I’m all yours.”