Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 123

Chapter 123

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Weakness.

His last statement makes me go still quiet, scared. Slowly, I lower my gaze, trying to focus on the good part. Love. Him truly loving me. That’s good news I should focus on, but my mind refuses. It spirals straight into the bad.

“That… that means we’re just… just fucking?” I murmur. He looks at me without a word. “I mean… it means I’m a liability and…”

“No.” He cuts me off before my thoughts destroy me. “Being my weakness means you can be used to get to me. That’s different from being a burden. Why would you call yourself a liability?”

He’s genuinely surprised I used that word. I look down again, my voice barely a whisper.

“Well… I met Marlik earlier today. He, um… he told me I’m not your type of girl. Maybe he’s right?”

Silence crushes the air. Cupid clearly wasn’t expecting that, and seeing his expression makes something inside me go cold. I try to look away, but his voice catches me.

“Snow. Stop the negative assumptions.”

“It wasn’t an assumption. And you’re not denying what he said.”

He searches my eyes quiet, too quiet until he finally exhales and looks away.

“Being my type of girl doesn’t mean I don’t feel anything for you. So stop. Really.”

It stings anyway. It confirms it.

My heart sinks. Marlik was right after all. I kept hoping he wasn’t. That maybe things had changed from when Cupid was younger. But nothing changes, apparently.

I bite my lower lip hard, trying to keep jealousy from ripping out of me. I force myself to sound normal.

“So… what is your type then? Some… some whore? Those flashy girls? Or maybe somebody who smokes like you? I need to know so I can adapt and try to suit your taste and…”

I’m talking too fast, too shaky. He can only stare at me.

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“The type I can be rough with,” he murmurs, interrupting gently. “The type of women who can handle being cuffed and smile through it. Hardcore. Bondage. Intense fucking that causes no walking for days. That’s it.”

I go completely still.

The air between us tightens like a string pulled too far.

“Marlik probably sees how innocent you look,” he continues. “How pure. You don’t look like someone who’s ever been cuffed. Pulled by the hair. Strangled during sex. You’re the type I can’t do that to. Because every time we make love, every time I touch you, I remember you have a past. Trauma. And being rough with you could trigger memories you’re trying to bury. Memories you don’t want back.”

He hits the exact spot I didn’t want him to reach

I suddenly hate him for being right.

I hurriedly made to pull away, but his hand slides to my thigh, lifting the hem of my nightgown to reveal my lacy panties. His fingers brush over the fabric gently before he pinches the folds together, watching my reaction as heat coils low in my belly.

“Don’t misunderstand,” he murmurs against my lips. “I love our sex life. It’s intoxicating.”

“But it isn’t enough, and we both know it.” I whisper, our lips barely apart. “You’d love it more if you could get rough, right?”

He searches my eyes, and his silence is all the answer I need.

“Cupid…”

He pulls away quickly, like he can read my thoughts. But I’m not stopping. I take his hand. and guide it back to my thigh, forcing him to look at me.

“Cupid…” I breathe, my chest tight, my heart hammering. “Do it to me.”

He tries to pull his hand back, but I hold onto him.

“Please… just once. Let me see if I can take it.”

“No.”

The rejection is sharp. One word, but it slices my skin. My whole body erupts in goosebumps. Goddess, how badly that stings. It hits bone.

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“So… you’d rather go back to your usual whores who let you?” My voice trembles, and he stares at me like I’ve lost my mind.

“There has been no other woman after you came into my life!”

“Then come to me fully. I’m giving you my consent. You can do whatever you want. Let’s try it once. If I can take it.. then we can do it whenever you want.”

He pauses. Thinking.

The request is tempting, too tempting. I see it in his eyes. My body, to him, is too tempting.

But then he pulls his hand away and shakes his head.

“No.”

Rejected a second time.

This night carries two wounds.

I stare at him for what feels like an eternity, swallowing hard, jaw tightening.

“Fine. Maybe I’ll find myself a man who’ll actually fuck me until I lose my fucking mind,” I taunted, rising from the couch and sauntering toward the bed, hips swaying just enough to make sure he was watching.

I barely had time to pull back the covers before the air in the room changed. Thick, electric, dangerous. I looked up. Cupid was already staring, those green eyes locked on me like a predator who’d just been handed a death wish. The silence stretched until he spoke was suffocating.

“What did you just say?” His voice was low, lethal, vibrating through the floorboards. “Repeat

it.”

I opened my mouth, half defiance, half terror, but he was already moving.

“Cupid… hold on…”

Belt undone in one violent yank, zipper down, his thick cock springing free. Heavy, flushed, dripping at the tip. My thighs clenched involuntarily, panties already soaked from my own stupid game.

He didn’t walk. He stalked. In two strides he was on the bed, knees forcing my legs apart so wide my hips burned. One brutal tug and my panties ripped clean off, the lace stinging against my skin as it tore.

No warning. No fingers, no teasing, nothing.

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He lined up and slammed into me to the hilt in one merciless thrust, stretching me open, splitting me apart. My scream was cut off by his hand clamping around my throat, fingers digging in hard enough to bruise, pinning me to the mattress. My walls clenched around the sudden invasion, pain and wet heat twisting into something feral.

He pulled back only to drive in deeper, harder, the thick head of his cock battering my cervix with every punishing stroke.

My nails raked down his forearm, drawing blood, but it only made him fuck me rougher, hips snapping with brutal force, balls slapping against my ass, the wet obscene sound of my pussy taking every inch filling the room.

I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, could only choke on broken moans while he choked the air from my lungs and fucked me like he wanted to ruin me for anyone else.