Mafia fascinations(2nd book in mafias obsession series)

chapter 31: Never again

Everyone has secrets, but his could destroy us both. His eyes screamed out this his secret was one of the darkest ones I would ever discover, yet they also screamed to not ask him what it was and to never find out. Maybe it was my anger or maybe it was simply that I didn't want to know, but I listened to those eyes and focused on my other feelings instead. 

"You think this is my fault? Your supposed to be our fucking future queen, yet you messed up the mission." I hated how he was speaking to me. If the mission failing was anyone's fault it was clearly his, after all I had given the perfect plan that he just so had to go against. It frustrated me that he couldn't even listen to a simple plan. 

"You should've just listened to my plan! It wasn't that difficult" He was the most frustrating person on the planet. Frustratingly annoying. Frustratingly idiotic. And frustratingly attractive. "If you weren't such an idiot, we wouldn't be in this mess. Do you realise how Lye is gonna react to this? I wouldn't be surprised if he banished us both! Next time if someone comes up with a plan that will work. Fucking listen. I swear if I lose my boyfriend because of you-"

"Shut up." He was honestly so annoying. I wanted him to pay for what he had done. For what could happen. I was terrified to lose everything I had gotten, to lose my now somewhat perfect life. I had gone through so much, and for what? To have it all taken away? I don't think so.

"What?" I was tempted to grab a knife at this point. 

"I said. Shut. Up." Only now did I realise how close to each other we were. Before I could do anything, he smashed his lips against mine. At first shock filled me, shock that he would even think of doing something like this, shock that I didn't want to push him away, shock at the both of us. I wanted him to pay for screwing up the mission, so I kissed him deeper. 

Doing this would most likely get us both into trouble, but then again it was clear that neither of us really cared. We seemed to be putting every single emotion into kissing each other, our anger at one another, our frustration and our desire. 

"I hate you." I mumbled against his lips, as his hand went behind my neck, pulling me closer.

"I'm sure you do" he groaned, pushing me into his room. "Why do you have to be so fucking beautiful hm?"

Truthfully being treated like this felt better than the simple soft kisses people said you were supposed to have. I loved the roughness, I loved the taking of emotions, I loved the cravings and desires. We hated each other in this moment, we wanted to kill each other, yet here we were kissing in his room. An action I wanted for as long as I knew of his existence, an action that meant so much.

"God I want to put you in his place~" he chuckled as he kissed along my neck, one of his hands running along my stomach. I couldn't tell if it was butterflies or moths I was feeling, whether I wanted him to keep going or to slap him. Maybe my body knew though, because my body seemed to rise to his touch. My body craved him even though my mind was yelling not to give in.

At only a sudden movement a knife was put to my throat, making my eyes widen. "Good~ be fearful~" he leaned down to my ear, whispering "you should be terrified of me~" should I truly be? I didn't know. Maybe my type was those that could kill me, maybe I wanted those I fell for to do so. After all the fear of death was one of the most exciting feelings in the world.

"I could cut you~ I could make you bleed~" he said the words like he expected me to be fearful of them.

But instead of being afraid, I answered confidently "Maybe you should~"

"As you wish~" he laughed as the knife sliced into my leg, the pain making me moan and whimper a little.

"Deeper~" I dared him, staring into his eyes. I loved how I felt I could easily be a psychopath with him, I loved the feeling of insanity.

As he pressed the knife further against my skin, making the cut deeper, I made my work with unbuckling his trousers.

"Desperate much~" he grinned, looking down at what I was doing.

"Jerk much." I glared, finally freeing his cock from his trousers and boxers. His cock seemed almost as big as Lye's was, making me gulp a little.

"Aw don't tell me it's too big~" he wishes.

"Oh yes, way too big. How could I ever handle it, what ever am I gonna do" I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes. But before I could utter another word he thrusted his cock inside me.

"Brat~" he growled. What else did he expect? If he got to be a bastard, I got to be as bratty as I wanted.

"What you gonna do about it? Make me scream" I laughed, but his eyes told me he wasn't joking around.

Thrusting deeper inside me, he pounded in and out of me hard, making me bite my lip softly to stop myself from being too loud.

Wrapping his hand around my throat and making me gasp, my teeth let go of my lip, making me unable to hide my noises.

"Don't hide them~" he demanded, making me roll my eyes again.

"Do that again and I'll make them roll to the back of your head~" he threatened.

"I dare you." I made my point clearer by rolling my eyes again. Clearly it was a mistake by doing so though because he thrusted harder in me, making me scream out.

"That's it~ scream like a little slut~" he laughed, continuing to thrust in and out of me, each thrust being harder than the last.

"I'm not" another gasp escaped my lips "a slut" at my words he bit deep into my neck, making me scream louder.

"You sure about that~?" He more stated, looking down at me.

"Y yes" I muffled out, before he bit even deeper, making me whine.

"Right, sure your not" he said sarcastically.

"I'm n not" I tried to seem confident in it, but he made me whine even louder by biting even deeper. Before I could complain again, he moved inside me, making me moan out.

"I'll make you cum so hard little demon~" he whispered, making me shake my head.

"N never" I mumbled out. As he moved inside me more, I continued to moan louder, trying my best to not beg him.

So suddenly I felt the knife dig into my breasts, making my eyes roll back. The pain felt like heaven, and made it even harder to hold back. As he drew a small heart into my breasts, my hands went to his hair, my fingers entangling in it.

"Beg me to stop~" he dared me, making me shake my head again.

As he dug the knife deeper against my breasts, my thighs tightened together. As he went to part them, I shook my head softly pleading him with my eyes, making him part them.

Involuntarily as he held my thighs down, I released, breathing heavily.

"Good fucking girl~" he breathed out as he came on my thighs.

What the fuck had we just done?