Page 130 of Mafia Obsession

“To get fucked by a man who worships you.”

She grumbles a laugh. “You’re not a man. You’re a god.”

“And getting sucked off by a human…” I pivot my hips. “Was the hottest sex for the gods.”

“I’m sure Persephone or Andromeda wouldn’t have wanted to hear that,” I say between licks.

“Fuck, that’s good.” I stretch my neck back. “Come here.”

She gives one last lick up my shaft and lies on top of me. The weight of her against me calms me, and the smell of her settles my blood.

“This…” I position my cock at her entrance. “You can have this any time you want. Me. All of me. No one else gets this. Do you understand that, Lourdes?”

“When I’m your wife, you’re supposed to give yourself only to me.”

“That’s where you’re wrong about my world,” I growl. “Wives are symbols. Wives settle debts.Wives stop wars. You aren’t any of those. You’re going to be my wife because I want you. Now fuck me.” I spare her the gory details of how I’m raw, feral, and fucking unhinged for her.

“Ares…” She writhes against me, taking what she needs.

“Fuck. Show me your clit.” I rub my pre-cum across her swollen nub.

She leans back. “God, that’s good.”

“Come, Lourdes.” I caress her folds with the tip of my cock. “I want you tight and achy and spent before I bury myself inside this dripping cunt.”

I’m not sure how long I’ll last. For the last week, she’s been angry at me. Denying me.

“Ares,” she moans softly. “I’m close.”

“Cry out my name loudly. Those two guards outside know you’re mine. There’s no shame in them hearing how I satisfy you. Give you what you want.” I grip her ass cheeks. “That’s it, right there.”

“Don’t stop.”

“Lourdes, you are fucking beautiful. Let it go, little storm. You deserve it. You deserve me.” I sit up while she rocks, her eyes half closed. “Do you feel how wet you are? How hard I am for you.”

“Ares,” she whimpers as I stroke her clit.

Juices from her squirting folds coat my length. I hold my thumb in the right place and catch a stream as she shoots.

I bring my finger to her lips. “Taste it. Taste us.”

Her eyes flutter open, and she sees my soaked finger. Gripping my hand, she pulls my finger all the way into her mouth. I’m not sure how much longer I can take this.

“Now ride me.” I grip her hips. “Ride my cock.”

She shifts her hips, lowering down on me, and with her warmth encasing my cock, I nearly lose it. A few pumps with her tight cunt, and I feel it, the start of my orgasm.

“Fuck, Lourdes,I’mcoming.” My orgasm crashes over me, my dick spasming, twitching, jerking, getting bigger and thicker.

Lourdes chokes in a sigh. “Oh God. Oh God.”

I feel her pussy contract around my cock, stronger than anyother time. Like she’s feeding off me. And I’m feeding off her.

But I’ve not come inside her before now.

We stay joined like this for what feels like hours, but it’s seconds.

She slumps on top of me. Her head on my chest, her fingers gripping the shirt I never got a chance to remove.