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.

my chest as I

small frame, and the car

didn't seem to

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heart race, and I wasn't sure if it was good or

way by someone who was supposed to be your enemy, someone who got you just because he wanted to make life a living hell for you. 1

chose this

he bit into my skin softly, sucking on it. I could tell

question, Katrina. I suggest you answer or else I'll

Punish me?

the thought and to my horror, I realized I

me? How could I feel this way about a man who was supposed to

who enjoyed making my life a living

must be

why you chose it," I finally

hooking under the thin waistband of

he pulled them down, taking them

them into his pocket without a second

with that?" I

my wrists tighter, holding them in place

found their way between my legs again; this time, nothing stopped him

sliding through my wetness

moan escaped my lips as he pushed one finger

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

it was enough to let me know he

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

I was riding against his fingers as I tried

on my neck a bit, and a soft moan

a slut. You

kind of feeling through me, awakening a part of me I

as I stared straight at him with

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him to go

deeper inside me, his thumb circling my sensitive spot sending waves of pleasure through

head fell back against the window and I hoped no one could see what we were doing

in my vision as my eyes rolled back, his name leaving my lips in a low

worked me closer to the edge, and my hips bucked against his hand, seeking more, my

its peak, a

flew open and I glanced over Silas' shoulder to see the driver standing outside the car, his

hadn't even realized that we

the driver said, his voice muffled but I could still understand

back into me like a