'MIA REGINA' ✓

EXTENDED EPILOGUE 2

PART-1

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B E L A

Streching my arms my fingers brushed his soft hair gently bringing a smile on his face. I find myself staring at the man sleeping peacefully beside me. My fingers brushing his soft cheeks and he stirred in sleep a little but when his breathing got slow I realized he fell asleep again.

I have always seen him with a hard look on his face as if he had all the responsibilities of the world on his shoulder. Blood, Violence and dead bodies that's all I saw when I looked at him first but right now he looked like a normal person with his eyes closed and shoulder relaxed. And I don't know if it's good thing or bad but I guess all I want for us is to be like normal family but guess what we're not getting that.

Being in mafia is like you never  know what happens like right now. Who would have thought the person who bought me at the auction would become my husband someday.

I do admit I got myself a very handsome one.

I moved closer planting a soft kiss on his cheeks then to his nose and lastly to his lips. My fingers trailed down to his collarbone disappearing under the blanket. He stirred again and when I thought he'd go back to sleep I felt a warm hand squeezing my ass.

"Good morning, love." His morning voice sent a shiver down my core.

"Good morning, baby." He smiled with his eyes closed and pulled me closer.

"I love you." I heard him whisper as he kissed my neck and his hands gently massaging my breast, igniting the fire within me again. Oh god! He's aiming for another round again and I haven't regained my strength yet. My body is still jelly like. His kisses went up to my jaw and then he showered small kisses on my face.

Putting my palm on his broad chest I stopped him causing him to look at me in confusion.

"Can I do something?" I mumbled shyly looking down and he bit his lips suppressing a smile and nodded.

I looked at him clearing my throat and planted a kiss on his chest right where he had the scar from the bullet he took for us. I looked at him raising my head a little then moved down a little where he had a tattoo. I could feel his heavy breathe as I kept going down until I reached where I wanted myself.

Reaching down my hand firmly grasped his hardness, immediately twitching in my palm as he grunted. His fingers weaved in my hair, my breathe fanning his tip.

Like a natural instinct, I darted my tongue out flicking his sensible tip, moaning in delight at the small amount of taste I got from him. Keeping my eye level with his as I peered up at him with my lashes.

I moaned around his shaft, my nose brushing against his skin. He grunted, groaning, his head back as he pumped his shaft hitting my throat.

My cheeks hallowed, my core throbbing finding my own pleasure from getting him off.

"F-fuck"

I moaned, his shaft twitching as his grip tightened on the back of my neck. My hands were planted on his thighs, digging my nails in. Warm salty taste shot down my throat and my eyes fluttered closed as I moaned at the familiar delicious taste.

I licked my lips when I was finished and looked at him through my lashes. His eyes opened slowly, a smile appeared on his face as he pulled me by my arm and kissed me.

I immediately melted in his arms as he deepened the kiss tasting himself in my mouth. We both pulled away breathing heavily and I looked at him with a smile.