The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

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I stared at Silas in silence, my imouth opening and closing like a Esh gasping for air.

"Do not make me repeat myself, Katrina," He said, his eyes boring through me.

I tried to grasp the situation but I couldn't form a single coherent thought.

His eyes were locked on mine, sending shivers down my spine.

His dominant tone made my heart race, and I swallowed thickly, slowly parting my legs like he said.

The warmth between my legs grew, betraying the way I was feeling.

"Good girl," He murmured.

He patted my head and my eyes widened in surprise.

What was that?

What was this feeling.!

Having him praise me and pat my head that way... Made me feel different.

Silas trailed his fingers up my thigh, rubbing my sex through my panties with his fingers.

He hadn't even touched me directly, and yet I was wet already.

"You're already so wet for me." He said, humming in satisfaction.

My cheeks tinged red and I looked away, filled with embarrassment and lust.

I yelped in surprise when Silas grabbed my leg without warning pulling me closer to him.

My back met the door with a soft thud.

"Wha-what are you doing?" I stuttered in shock

Silas grabbed my wrist and pinned it to the window, holding it tightly.

His other hand was still on my thigh, holding me in place.

The closeness of his body, his scent, and even his sheer dominance overwhelmed my senses.

His chest pressed against mine, trapping me between him and the door, his gaze piercing through me.

How did I get myself in this position with my uncle?

"You told me to do whatever I wanted didn't you?" He asked as he pinned me to the door, his lips brushing against my ears.

Had no idea how we had gotten to this position so quickly. How he had closed the distance between us, pinning me to the door.

heart thumped in my chest as I realized

the car seemed to be a little too small for

he didn't seem to

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race, and I wasn't sure

you just because he wanted to make life a living hell for you. 1 must be going

this dress,

it. I could tell that he had left a mark that would last for

you a question, Katrina. I suggest you

Punish me?

and to my horror, I realized I was turned on

was wrong with me? How could I feel this way about a man who was

enjoyed making my life a living

be going

I finally answered,

his fingers hooking under the thin waistband of

swift motion, he pulled them down,

into his pocket without a second

are you planning on doing with

my wrists tighter, holding them in place with one

fingers found their way between my legs again; this time, nothing stopped him from doing what he

my entrance, sliding through my wetness with

my lips as he pushed one finger inside me, his movements

you are so responsive, he muttered, his free hand moving to my throat, wrapping around it with just

it was enough to let me know he was in control completely

be panicking right now. Silas had his hand wrapped around my throat and he could

was riding against his fingers as I

hold on my neck a bit, and a

a slut. You want

some kind of feeling through me, awakening

as I stared straight at him

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him to go

fingers moved deeper inside me, his thumb circling my sensitive spot sending waves

fell back against the window and I hoped no one could see what

in my vision as my eyes rolled back, his name leaving

hips bucked against his hand,

my bodybuilding to its peak, a sharp knock on the glass

to see the driver standing outside the

even realized that we had

driver said, his voice muffled but I could

heart dropped, reality crashing back into me like a tidal