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 seemed to be a

he didn't seem

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wasn't sure

was supposed to be your enemy, someone who got you

why I chose this dress, Katrina?"

he bit into my skin softly, sucking on it. I could tell that he had left a mark that

Katrina. I suggest

Punish me?

thought and to my horror, I realized

was wrong with me? How could I feel this way about a man who was supposed to be my

enjoyed making my

be going

it," I finally answered, my

his fingers hooking under the

one swift motion, he pulled them down, taking

as he stuffed them into his pocket without a

you planning on doing with that?" I

my wrists tighter, holding them in place

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

entrance, sliding through my

as he pushed

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

let me know he was in

my throat and he could just snap my

against his fingers as

a

such a slut. You want more

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

straight at him

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him to

thumb circling my sensitive spot sending

against the window and I hoped no one could see what we were doing inside

started to see dots in my vision as my eyes rolled back,

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

its peak, a sharp knock on the glass startled both

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

hadn't even realized that

the driver said, his voice muffled but I

heart dropped, reality crashing back into me like a tidal