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.

chest as I realized just how close we

had enveloped my small frame, and the car seemed to be a little too small

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heart race, and I wasn't

was supposed to be your enemy, someone who got you just because

chose this dress, Katrina?" He asked, sniffing my

I could tell that he had left

asked you a question, Katrina. I suggest you

Punish me?

my horror, I realized

could I feel this way about a

man who enjoyed making my life a living

be going

why you chose it," I finally answered,

hooking under the thin waistband

motion, he pulled them down, taking

gasped as he stuffed them into his pocket without a

on doing with

my wrists tighter, holding them in place with

protest, Silas' fingers found their way between my legs again; this time, nothing stopped

fingers teased my entrance, sliding through my

my lips as he pushed one finger inside

his free hand moving to my throat, wrapping around it with just enough pressure to make me feel

enough to let me know he

panicking right now. Silas had his hand wrapped around my throat

I was riding against his fingers as I tried

hold on my neck a bit, and a

a slut. You want more

sent some kind of feeling through me, awakening a part of me I wasn't even

opened as I stared straight at him

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him to

me, his thumb circling my

head fell back against the window and I hoped no one could

eyes rolled back, his name leaving my lips

edge, and my hips bucked against his hand, seeking more, my

to its peak, a sharp knock on the glass startled

I glanced over Silas' shoulder to see the driver standing outside the car, his knuckles

that we had

have arrived, the driver said, his voice muffled but I could

back