Claimed By The Mafia Don (Ariella and Asher) novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95

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Returning, I traced the delicate curve of her spine, a possessive touch that lingered. Then, I gently rolled her onto her back. Her eyes met mine, wide and vulnerable. My gaze drifted lower, taking in the evidence of our union staining her thighs.

Without breaking eye contact, I knelt between her legs. A subtle tension tightened her body, confusion. A dark smile touched my lips, a primal satisfaction coiling within me. Leaning forward, I tasted her, the mixture of our juices potent reminder of what we had shared.

She remained frozen, utterly still. My fingers traced a path up her inner thigh, circling her entrance. She stiffened, a small gasp escaping her lips. She was sore, marked by me, and I slid a finger inside, claiming

what was mine.

Shame coloured her cheeks, a colour that both pleased and irritated me. Calmly, I released my finger, the taste of her still lingering on my tongue. My hand drifted back to her inner thighs, stroking the soft skin. as I lowered myself, wanting to be closer, to feel the heat radiating from her.

“Whatever happens from here on out doesn’t change this. You gave yourself willingly to me to me… You had to know I would get addicted,” I said, my voice a low growl as I pressed a kiss to her very centre, a blatant act of possession.

Her hand shot out, a weak attempt to push me away. I caught her wrist easily, her pulse fluttering beneath my fingers. I pressed her hand against her own thigh, wanting her to feel the connection, the

undeniable link between us.

Then, my mouth found its mark. Gently at first, tasting, exploring the delicate folds. Her breath hitched. I felt the subtle tremor that ran through her. I traced my tongue along her slit, back and forth, watching her eyes, seeing the conflict within them.

I deepened the caress, closing my lips over her clit, sucking softly.

A moan escaped her, a raw, unguarded sound that resonated deep within me. A small, triumphant smile touched my lips against her flesh. The fight in her seemed to ebb away. Her grip on my wrist loosened, and her legs parted further an unconscious surrender.

“There you go,” I murmured, my voice thick with arousal.

I could feel the subtle shift in her body, the tension slowly melting away, replaced by a burgeoning heat. The dull ache of our initial encounter still lingered, I knew, but somehow, my ministrations seemed to weave around it, transforming it into a heightened sensitivity, each flick of my tongue, each gentle suction eliciting a more intense response. She was mine, body and soul.

“Look at me,” I ordered, lips brushing against her folds.

She met my gaze and started trembling as her core tightened. Pain and pleasure mingled as my tongue worked her nub. Her lips parted and she cried out, unable to contain it.

I was filled with triumph, and pressed closer to her centre, devouring her. She thrashed under me,

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She slumped against the bed, resigned, exhausted, her body throbbing with the remnants of her orgasm. I stayed between her legs, but my tongue had slowed. My fingers pulled her apart, and I lapped at her opening. She moaned and it caused another aftershock.

With a last kiss to her clit, I climbed over her and claimed her mouth. I smiled down at her as I said, meaning every word.

“I’m never stopping this. There is nothing that will keep me away from this pussy. I’m going to be fucking you every night from now on. I mean every night and every day. I don’t care if I’m married. I don’t care if you’re married. In fact, nobody else is ever marrying you. You’re gonna die a widow for all I care, because you made me taste you, inside you and nothing is gonna make me stop. I’m now an addict and you just became my fix.”

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