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Title: SOLD
Series: Dellucci Mafia Duet
Author: Clarissa Wild
Genre: Dark Mafia Romance
Cover Design: Clarissa Wild’s Booming Covers
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Excerpt
In a flash, he spins me around and shoves me against the wall. His hand slithers around my throat. “Such a pretty girl with such a feisty personality. What should I do with you, hmm? Give you pain? Fuck your every orifice? Make you come and scream my name?” He smiles against my ear. “Maybe I’ll do all of that.”
His hand dives down along the crevice between my breasts, taking ample time to shower them with attention until my nipples are as hard as rocks again. I struggle to keep breathing, not to let him see any of my excitement … especially when his hand slides down between my thighs.
My legs fail to stay clenched together as his fingers dive between my slit. He nudges my thighs apart, forcing me to accept him as he circles around my clit. He presses a kiss onto my skin near my neck, right there on that sensitive spot, and it makes me quiver with need.
Oh, I hate it. I hate it so fucking much, but I can’t stop it.
Because a part of me loves it, too.
And he won’t stop either as he slithers down farther. He knows exactly what to do, how to tease me, how to tempt me, how to make me want to moan.
But I refuse to give him that pleasure.
Until he goes inside, one finger, then two, thrusting into me with every bit of his power. He wants me to know he’s in control… and that I have no choice.
I can’t fight back. Even if I wanted to, I’m left powerless by the sheer ecstasy of my throbbing clit and pussy.
“This … this is what you need,” he murmurs into my ear, his voice low and deadly. “For a man to claim what belongs to him. Me. You’re so fucking wet for me, kitten. I know you want this … you’ve wanted it ever since our eyes locked in that club.”
My eyes widen, but I can’t respond because he’s covered my mouth with his other hand.
“You don’t have to say it,” he says. “I recognize a woman’s longing from a mile away. I can sense it. Smell it.” He buries his nose in my hair and inhales a deep breath. “Taste it.”
As suddenly as he entered, he pulls out of me, and I’m left with a desperation I can’t describe. He brings his hand to his nose and inhales my scent on his fingers. Holy shit. I don’t know whether I’m horrified or even more turned on.
“Heat,” he says, a devious smile accompanying the words. His tongue dips out, and he licks the wetness off like it’s a treat.
I want to slap him so hard right now, but I don’t. Fighting back got a knife to my throat a few minutes ago, so I need to find another approach. If I’m going to survive … I have to play his game.
Still, I can’t help but pull his other hand from my mouth, and then I grind out between clenched teeth, “I hate you.”
Marcello tilts his head. “We’ll see about that.”
His fingers wrap around my throat, pushing me against the wall until my lungs release all the air they kept inside. His cock pushes right up against me as though he wants me to know how much this excites him.
His other hand dives right back into my bikini bottoms again. This time, he’s all in, completely overwhelming me with his swiveling and circling fingers until I’m a hotheaded mess of complicated emotions and needs.
All I want is to yell and come as my body aches for release.
The two are intertwined like devils dancing on my shoulders as I fight for a breath, fight to stop this inevitable plunge into the depths of darkness.
But I can’t, no matter how hard I try.
He’s got me under his spell.
“Yes, that’s it, kitten. Let go. Come for me,” he murmurs, pressing another kiss on my neck that undoes me. “Let me feel you come on my hand.”
He plunges two fingers into me once again and reaches for the spot, the one he already knows how to find so well. And within seconds, I explode with delicious orgasmic ripples flowing through my weakened body.
A treacherous moan slips over my parted lips.
One moan slipping out is all it takes to make his cock jerk against my bikini.
But I felt it. I felt it … and god help me… I liked it.
He grunts like an animal as his fingers slip out of me, and he turns me around, forcing me to my knees. Within seconds, he’s unbuckled his belt, ripped down his zipper, and pulled his dick out. The sheer size of it makes me swallow and focus on it, despite knowing full well he’s a fucking monster and that I shouldn’t want any of this.
But I do. Deep down in the darkest parts of me I wasn’t aware existed until now, I want every inch of him.
He jerks himself off right in front of me in one, two, three strokes. He groans out loud, and a warm jet of seed squirts onto my breasts, covering me in it. Nothing is left spared as it drips down onto my bikini and thighs. There are even a few drops on my lips.
Violent breaths emanate from his muscled chest. His broad shoulders rise and fall, and at that moment, all I can think of is that this man is a beast … one I cannot possibly hope to tame.
The next moment, he shoves his dick back into his pants and zips up as though nothing happened. Then he grabs my face, brushing his thumb across my lips to wipe up that cum only to push it into my mouth.
“Good, kitten …” he murmurs.
I make a promise to myself, right then and there. I’ll make him regret ever giving me that nickname.
Author Bio
Clarissa Wild is a New York Times & USA Today Bestselling author of Dark Romance and Contemporary Romance novels. She is an avid reader and writer of swoony stories about dangerous men and feisty women. Her other loves include her hilarious husband, her cutie pie son, her two crazy but cute dogs, and her ninja cat that sometimes thinks he’s a dog too. In her free time, she enjoys watching all sorts of movies, playing video games, reading tons of books, and cooking her favorite meals.
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