Dreams of the Deadly: A Dark Mafia Romance (Massacred Dreams Book 1)

“In that case,” I said, prowling toward her. Thalia lifted her chin high, refusing to show any sign of embarrassment over her near confession. I left her with just enough distance that she could slip out of my arms and escape if she needed to. “I just need one word from you, Little One, and then I’ll make you mine the way those pretty amber eyes are begging me to. But there’s something you should understand before you say it,” I said, cutting off her reply when her lips parted. I touched a finger to her mouth, groaning when she shifted and took the tip of it inside. She wrapped her full lips around it, dragging them over the surface and tormenting me like the little tease she was.

“And what’s that?” she asked when she finally released it, nipping at the tip with a playful grin.

“As soon as you give yourself to me, knowing fully well who I am,” I said, reaching between us. I cupped her pussy, sliding a finger through her lips until it sank inside of her. She whimpered, her hips moving of their own volition as the heel of my palm ground against her sensitive clit. “This becomes mine. I will feast on it when I want, fuck it whenever I demand. Except for rare circumstances, you will give me complete control of your body.”

I worked my finger deeper, burrowing it inside of her as I pressed a second against her entrance and pushed it inside. She stretched around me as I began to pump them slowly. “If I say no?” she asked, her breathy voice igniting a fire inside of me.

“Then you’re free to go,” I said, quirking a brow up at her. It might kill me to allow her to walk away when I had her pussy wrapped around my fingers and her taste on my tongue, when I was so close to sinking my cock inside her, but I would. I’d do whatever it took to show her that I wanted her willing submission, not to take her by force.

She twisted her lips, biting the corner of her mouth as she covered my hand with hers. “Just this?” she said, guiding my hand away from her pussy. She brought it to her mouth, touching my fingertips to her lips. She smeared her wetness over herself, making me want nothing more than to lean forward and lick it off her mouth. “Or does that include my mouth, too?”

Gripping her by the hips, I spun her to face the shower wall. Taking each of her ass cheeks in a hand, I spread her as she arched her back with a gasp. “It includes all of you, λουλούδι μου. Your pussy, your mouth, and your ass are mine to use as I see fit,” I said, gathering her long, dark hair and wrapping it around my fist. I guided her head to the side, dropping my mouth to the top of her shoulder as I sank my teeth into her flesh. She groaned as I slid my cock between her thighs, rubbing against her pussy and kicking her legs apart so that nothing was in my way. Her legs spread, letting the warm air of the shower kiss her swollen cunt as my cock glided through her silken flesh.

“I’m fairly certain that’s not how this is supposed to work,” she said, dropping her head forward until the top of it touched the wall.

I laughed, the sound rumbling up my throat as I stared at the line of her spine and squeezed my fingers into her ass. I thrust my hips again, gliding through her and tormenting the both of us. “This is your chance to give consent. This is your chance to tell me you trust me with your body, and if you can’t do that then it all stops until you can. It’s all or nothing with me, Little One. The choice is yours.”

She groaned, thrusting her ass back at me and nearly impaling herself on my cock. The devious thing was determined to take what she wanted and not give me the chance to require more from her.

But I wanted her submission, and I wanted it to be something she gave me knowingly.

“I need the word, λουλούδι μου,” I said, angling my hips down so that she couldn’t take what she wanted.

“Yes. Just fuck me already,” she ordered, the admission lighting something inside of me. It might not have seemed like much to someone else, but I knew exactly what is had cost her.

“Thank fuck,” I groaned, lining myself up and driving forward. I slid into her tightness, slowly working through her greedy flesh as she clenched around me. It hadn’t been long since I’d last been inside her, not in the grand scheme of things, but that didn’t stop it from feeling like the first time.

There was no condom between us, no barrier to separate us, as I slid into her a little further with each shallow thrust of my hips. She whimpered, spreading her legs farther and tipping her ass up for me. With my hand in her hair, I held her in place the best I could until my balls touched her pussy.

Pulling back and sliding through her again, I gave her the chance to protest, or give me any sign that I might be hurting her. There were none, just her desperate, frantic breaths as she shoved back into me and tried to meet me stroke for stroke.

“Calix,” she moaned as I increased my pace. Only the sounds of running water and my hips slapping against her ass accompanied her little whimpers as I took what I wanted.

“Fucking hell,” I groaned, sliding my free hand upward between her breasts. I grabbed her by the throat, holding her still as I leaned forward and inhaled her scent. She filled my lungs, feeling like the first breath of fresh air in weeks.

I restricted her breathing lightly, applying just enough pressure that she gasped under my hold. I turned her head to the side so I could watch her eyes roll back, her lids drifting closed as her pussy tightened around me. Her orgasm slammed into her with the force of a freight train, and only my arm kept her from collapsing in front of me as I pounded into her through it. I held her in place, treating her like my personal fuck toy as she tried to get her footing underneath her again.

Her whimpers came out all as one, the first fading into the next and into the next until there was no separation between them.

Sinking my teeth into her flesh hard enough to bruise, I groaned into her shoulder as I came. Filling her with me in the way that she had always been meant to be, I swore I saw stars as I pumped through the slick aftermath of our lovemaking.

She winced when I pulled out while slowly releasing her throat and releasing my grip on her hair when I was certain she would be able to stand on her own.

I hadn’t fucked her quite hard enough. I’d remedy that later in the night.

She turned her gaze downward to stare at where my release trickled down her thighs and shift to press her legs together. “We forgot a condom,” she said, squeezing her eyes shut as if she couldn’t believe we’d been so stupid.

“There won’t be any condoms for us, λουλούδι μου. You are my wife, and there will be nothing between us, ever,” I explained, watching her as she turned to face me. Defiance crossed over her features, and she folded her arms in front of herself.

Breeding her had always been the point of her eventual marriage, and I was certain it wasn’t a welcome reminder of what she’d once expected of her wedding night. But I didn’t want to breed her to cement an alliance, not when I’d already killed off all of her family.

I wanted to because I wanted her to have my children, and I wanted the element of protection it would enable me to give her. No one could force her to suffer the consequences of my actions or her father’s empty promises when she carried the future of two families within her womb.

That would go against the very code of the six families.

“Our world is no place for a child,” she scolded, and the reminder of her harsh life made me cup her cheek in my hand.

“Our children will have a very different life from ours. Our children will have two parents who love them more than anything and will protect them at all costs. They’ll have the life we never dared to dream of, Little One. I promise you that,” I said, touching my lips to hers briefly.

She turned away when I pulled back, stepping toward the shower door and reaching out to grab a towel. It was all I could do not to grab her and force her to lie down on the bed with her ass elevated to make sure my cum stayed planted within her pussy.

Baby steps. We’d get there in time.

For now, I’d be grateful that she’d taken my cock and my cum, and that she hadn’t cut off my dick in the process.

It was the small victories that won the war.