Wedded To The Ruthless Mafia Boss

60. You are mine alone, Lena. 2



60. You are mine alone, Lena. 2

He tried to go slow with his fingers, but she kept on yelping in pain. He didn't want more of that, so he bent over and replaced his fingers with his tongue.

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Lena lost it when his tongue met with her clit, she moaned loudly, his name sounding firm and hot in her mouth. She had never felt that good, Darian was so skilled when it came to pleasing a woman.

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She had fantasized about this moment with her husband, but she didn't know it was so damn good, she felt she was in a new heaven.

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His tongue lapped her clit, licking every part. She loved this paradise, she was losing her head, she was in the clouds, and didn't want to come down, she wanted to last there forever, losing herself to his world with rapture.

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"Darian," she cried out.

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"Baby," He didn't stop exploring her body. Lena smiled, he had never called her baby. It felt strange yet strong and sweet, she wanted him to repeat the word. "You taste so good, baby." As if on cue, he said.

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Her legs began to twitch as she whimpered, she felt her climax nearing, she had never felt this kind of pleasure that surged through her.

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When her legs didn't stop shaking, Darian held her with his hands, his head still buried inside of her. Her hot fluid stained his face, and he smiled, satisfied he made him come. But he didn't know that was the first time she'd ever reached her climax.

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Lena fell on the bed after she came, and she rolled around. Darian sat on the bed and held her in his arms.

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She buried her head in his arms, basking in his warmth she muttered. "That was so good, I have never felt so good." She told him.

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"Why?" He asked her.

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"This is my first time, I have never let a guy this close to me."

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"Are you serious?"

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She nodded her head.

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"Does that mean you are a virgin?" He asked. She nodded her head in response. "Lena," he cupped her face with his hand and planted a kiss on her forehead. "If you don't want me to have you tonight, it's fine with me,"

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She crashed her lips on his, "there is no going back, Darian. I want you to have all of me tonight, I have been waiting for this day."

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Darian didn't argue with her, he straightened out of the bed and heaved her up. He carried her in his arms, placing her in the middle of the bed.

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“I promise you again that I won't hurt you."

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She nodded her head, believing his words.

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After he had set her on the bed, he got off the bed and pulled down his trousers. Lena didn't stop gawking at him, his eyes were on her too.

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The hairband on her hair had loosened, she was sweating mildly and a few strands of hair were scattered all over her face. She looked so hot like a snack ready to be devoured.

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He was left with his briefs, she could easily make out how rigid his member was as she looked down at him. She had seen it many times, but it didn't arouse her like now. She wanted all of him inside of her.

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Darian climbed the bed, placed her back on the bed, and spread her legs apart. She bit her lips, patiently waiting for him to spread her walls. He pulled his briefs down, his hard member sprung out; it was ravenous and thick.

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"This will hurt for sure," he kissed her cheeks. "Are you sure you are ready to take it?"

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"I am ready, Darian." She affirmed.

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"Lena," he rubbed the tip of his member and gently thrust it into her hole. She let out a shrill cry. The sound of her tears pierced his ears, he quickly pulled out of her. "Are you okay?" He wrapped his arms around her.

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"It hurts," hot tears stained her cheeks.

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"Maybe you are not ready," he said. "I will stop here, I don't want to hurt you."

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"Darian, don't stop." She held his hand, staring intently into his eyes.

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"You are hurting," he said.

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"I can manage." She smiled a painful smile.

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He sighed and positioned her back on the bed. He wanted to make her feel pure pleasure, but he didn't want to hurt her.

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He'd slept with different women, but he'd never slept with a virgin. He was always so scared of having someone lose something so precious to him, he'd always felt he was irresponsible and didn't deserve something that valuable. But he couldn't back away when it was Lena, she was a virgin and his wife, he wanted to be the first person to claim her, and the only one that would always make her feel this good. He didn't want anyone else to come close to her, he wanted to possess her fully.

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"You are mine, Lena. Mine alone." He thrust gently into her, she let out a moan.

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Soft tears fell from her eyes, but she encouraged him to go on. He hated that she was crying, he hated to see her in pain but he was certain the pain would soon be replaced with pleasure. He went slowly in and out of her, she gripped the sheets, wriggling her head as she moaned in pain and pleasure.

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He suddenly halted when he broke her hymen, there were bits of bloodstains on the sheets. Darian felt so cold, that he shivered and took her hands.

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"I just broke your hymen, Lena." He was so close to tears. She was too pure for his soul, he didn't deserve her. He kissed her passionately and rammed into her again.

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The pain had subdued and had been replaced with pure and utmost pleasure.

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Lena moved her body in rhythm to his every move inside of her. Their eyes were locked with each other as they made love to each other.

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That moment between them was perfect. Neither of them wanted to let go of the other. Darian moved slowly when he was close to his climax, he felt his muscles contracting.

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He had never reached his climax so quickly whenever he had sex with a woman, but it was different with Lena.

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It was different because he wasn't having sex with her. He was making love to the woman he cherished most in the world.

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It was perfect and she was beautiful. They reached their climaxes at the same time but he didn't pull out of her.

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He spilled his seed into her. Their moans matched with each other as they reached their peaks. Lena stopped moving her body. Darian knew she was tired, he got off her and wrapped her in his arms.

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Planning a deep kiss on her forehead, he whispered into her ears, "You are mine and mine alone, Lena."

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She looked up at him and smiled, "I want to be yours alone." She kissed his lips and they went on another round of passionate love-making adventure.


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