Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 310

Chapter 310

Chapter 310

Cupid

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Her moan vibrates straight into my ear the instant I latch onto her nipple, drawing the stiff, aching bud deep into the wet heat of my

mouth.

God, the way she tastes, sweet like warm honey and something darker, more primal, something that’s only hers.

I suck harder, tongue flicking relentlessly over the sensitive peak while my hand cups the soft, heavy swell of her breast, kneading just enough to make her arch.

Her legs are already locked around my waist, thighs squeezing with desperate strength as I carry her slowly toward the bedroom, our mouths fused in a filthy, open–mouthed kiss that never breaks. Tongues sliding, teeth grazing, saliva slick between us.

I lay her down on the bed with deliberate tenderness, but the moment her back hits the mattress she’s frantic.

Small hands yanking at my shirt, ripping it over my head with zero patience.

When it’s gone she attacks my trousers next, fingers fumbling with the button and zipper until she shoves them down along with my boxers. My cock springs free, thick and brutally hard, pulsing under the hungry weight of her stare.

The air feels cooler against my flushed skin, but her gaze is molten, making me throb even harder. Pre–cum beads at the slit, glistening.

I lean over her, bracing on one forearm so I can spread her thighs wide with my free hand. She’s already soaked through her panties; the damp cotton clings obscenely to her swollen folds.

I settle between her legs, pressing the heavy length of my erection against her core as I claim her mouth again deeply, possessively, devouring.

Her arms wind around my neck, fingers twisting in my hair while her hips roll shamelessly, grinding her drenched pussy along my shaft, coating me in her slick.

I break the kiss reluctantly, trailing my lips down the column of her throat, over the frantic beat of her pulse, until I reach her breasts again.

I take one nipple back into my mouth, sucking with slow, deliberate pulls while my tongue swirls lazy circles around the pebbled tip.

She collapses back against the pillow, head thrashing side to side, a broken whimper escaping as I roll the bud between my teeth just enough bite to make her gasp then soothe it with wet, languid licks.

Lower. Lower still.

I hook my fingers into the waistband of her soaked panties and drag them down her legs, tossing them aside.

Her pussy is glistening, lips puffy and parted, her clit swollen and begging. A thin string of arousal stretches and snaps as I spread

her wider.

I run the pad of my forefinger slowly down her slit, gathering her wetness, circling her entrance without pushing inside. She moans again, longer, needier, hips jerking toward my touch.

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Hlower my head and drag my tongue in one long, flat stroke from her dripping entrance all the way up to her clit. Fuck. Her taste explodes across my tongue. Salty sweet, musky, addictive.

I could live between her thighs forever. I lap at her greedily, tongue dipping inside her fluttering hole to drink straight from the source before flattening over her clit and sucking the tender bud into my mouth with rhythmic pulses.

Snow’s hands find my hair, tugging hard.

“Cupid… please… I can’t wait anymore.”

She pulls me up with surprising strength, her small hand wrapping around my cock. Her fingers are slick from her own arousal as she strokes me once, twice, firm, twisting at the head then notches me at her entrance.

Our eyes lock as I ease forward, the fat crown stretching her open inch by torturous inch.

She’s so tight, so hot, so perfectly wet that my vision blurs for a second. A soft, shuddering gasp spills from her lips when I sink to the hilt, buried so deep I can feel her cervix kiss the head of my cock.

“Oh, Cupid…” The way she moans my name, breathless, wrecked, floods me with feral pride. I always make her come first. Always make her shatter before I chase my own release.

I lean down to kiss her again, slow and filthy, swallowing every little sound as I start to move.

Long, deliberate drags out, then hard, deep thrusts back in. Her walls flutter and grip me like a fist. Moan after moan spills into my mouth until the need becomes too much, lust snapping like a live wire.

I speed up, hips snapping forward with bruising force, balls slapping wetly against her ass. The bed creaks under us. Her nails rake down my back, digging bloody crescents into my skin as she arches, chasing every brutal stroke.

The climax builds too fast. I pound into her harder, faster, relentless, cock swelling thicker inside her slick heat.

Her cries turn sharp, desperate. Fingers clawing my arms. Voice breaking. Then she shatters, walls spasming violently around me, milking me so hard I can barely breathe.

I bury myself to the root and come with a guttural groan, flooding her with pulse after hot pulse while I seal my mouth over hers, swallowing her trembling gasps.

She shakes beneath me, clenching rhythmically, drawing out every last drop until we’re both boneless.