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 heart thumped in my chest as I realized just how close we were.

His whole body had enveloped my small frame, and the car seemed to be a little too small for him.

But he didn't seem to mind.

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Silas made my heart race, and I wasn't sure if it was good or not

To be affected this 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 must be going crazy.

"Do you know why I chose this dress, Katrina?" He asked, sniffing my neck.

I whimpered when he bit into my skin softly, sucking on it. I could tell that he had left a mark that would last for days.

"I asked you a question, Katrina. I suggest you answer or else I'll punish you,"

Punish me?

My pulse quickened at the thought and to my horror, I realized I was turned on by the idea.

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

A man who enjoyed making my life a living nightmare?

1 must be going insane.

"I don't know why you chose it," I finally answered, my voice barely a whisper.

Silas smirked, his fingers hooking under the thin waistband of my panties.

In one swift motion, he pulled them down, taking them off me.

I gasped as he stuffed them into his pocket without a second thought.

"Wait. What are you planning on doing with that?" I panicked, reaching for his pockets.

Silas grabbed my wrists tighter, holding them in place with one hand

Before I could protest, Silas' fingers found their way between my legs again; this time, nothing stopped him from doing what he wanted to.

His fingers teased my entrance, sliding through my wetness with ease.

A low moan escaped my lips as he pushed one finger inside me, his movements slow.

"I love how you are so responsive, he muttered, his free hand moving to my throat, wrapping around it with just enough pressure to make me feel lightheaded.

His grip wasn't tight, but it was enough to let me know he was in control completely and utterly.

I should be panicking right now. Silas had his hand wrapped around my throat and he could just snap my neck and end me in one fluid motion.

But here I was riding against his fingers as I tried to please myself

Silas ughtened his hold on my neck a bit, and a soft moan escaped my lips.

"You're such a slut. You want more don't you?"

Silas' degradation sent some kind of feeling through me, awakening a part of me I wasn't even aware existed.

My eyes opened as I stared straight at him with my lips parted.Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

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I wanted him to go faster-

I gasped as his fingers moved deeper inside me, his thumb circling my sensitive spot sending waves of pleasure through my body

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

I started to see dots in my vision as my eyes rolled back, his name leaving my lips in a low moan.

Silas' fingers worked me closer to the edge, and my hips bucked against his hand, seeking more, my body craving its release.

Just as I felt the tension in my bodybuilding to its peak, a sharp knock on the glass startled both of us.

My eyes flew open and I glanced over Silas' shoulder to see the driver standing outside the car, his knuckles still resting against the window.

I hadn't even realized that we had stopped moving.

"We have arrived, the driver said, his voice muffled but I could still understand what he meant.

My heart dropped, reality crashing back into me like a tidal wave

I had completely forgotten that we were on our way to the ball. had forgotten everything except Silas and the way he made me feel

Shame and excitement mingled inside me as I realized what had just happened.

It didn't help that I wanted it to happen once more.

My body hadn't yet met its release and there was nothing I wanted more than that right now.

Silas pulled back slightly, a lazy smirk playing on his lips as he withdrew his fingers from between my legs.

My body screamed in protest, wanting him to take me to my climax.

I immediately reached for his hand, grabbing it.

My eyes begged for what my lips couldn't as I stared at him.

"Be a good girl," Silas said and I instantly let go of his wrist, turning away.

Using his good hand, Silas grabbed my jaw and turned my face towards him.

Heat flooded my cheeks as he raised his fingers to his lips, licking them clean with a satisfied hum.

My face darkened with color, the air between us thick with tension.

Without a word, Silas opened the car door and stepped out, leaving me alone for a moment to gather myself.

My chest heaved as I tried to calm my racing heart. My body was still excited after what we had just done, but I had to keep myself controlled.

I glanced down at my dress, the fabric slightly rumpled, and my panties nowhere to be found.

Silas had taken them, and there was no getting them back now.

Was I expected to walk in there without my panties??

Even without asking, I knew the answer to that question.

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My hand flew to my neck, where I could already feel the raised ikin of the hickeys he had left behind.

There would be no hiding those either.

With a deep breath, I stepped out of the car, the cool air hitting my flushed skin.

I felt embarrassed because of what hap

pened. But the driver didn't even glance my way: his eyes focused straight ahead as if nothing had happened.

But something had happened.

Something that I couldn't take back.