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“I’m coming!” I shouted when my vision blurred and the pressure became unreal.

He instantly stopped what he was doing, and I cried out in protest. I was so close, on the edge of a mind-blowing orgasm, when he reached around me and slapped my ass. My emotions were all over the place.

“You won’t come unless I allow you to. Do you understand that, Marinka?” he growled.

His stern tone turned me one. This was Sebastian the mafia boss—ruthless and demanding.

My whole body shook and my knees were hurting, but I wanted this. He slid an object in my pussy.

“Do you want to fuck me with this? Look how needy you are, making a mess all over my face. Mmmmm, you smell like vanilla and woman, princess.Mywoman,” he said, thrusting that toy into me and going all in—hard and fast. I screamed, and then he started licking my clit at the same time.

I shut my eyes, begging and moaning until I exploded, shattering into a million pieces. I closed my eyes as scorching pleasure filled my veins, rocking my body.

“Sebastian!” I screamed, unable to hold my weight on that pool table. My climax jolted through me, rippling through my body. My muscles were spasming and then, he was shoving his cock into me.

“Such a whore who loves to be fucked. Do you want me to put it in your ass, sweetheart? Your pussy is well used by now,” he asked. Well, he wasn’t really asking. A part of me wanted to say yes, but the other part of me was too terrified.

“No … please … this is too much…”

But he only laughed. He had full control of me, so he could do as he pleased. This wasn’t my Sebastian, my dear, kind and considerate husband. He was someone else, a man filled with darkness who wanted to hurt and use me.

“You’re dripping all over my cock, and I know you have been thinking about it, haven’t you? Trust me, you will love being fucked in your ass by me,” he said, and then he was massaging me there while still fucking me slowly. I was aching all over and although his touch felt good, I refused to believe I would enjoy this.

He then pulled his cock out and for a moment, panting, cursing out loud and calling me his beautiful whore. His fingers rubbed gently around my puckered hole. When I begged for more, he eased his fingers inside. It felt foreign … different. All too soon, he withdrew his finger and replaced it with his huge cock. He pressed into my entrance.

“Owww! This hurts. No, Sebastian … please,” I begged, breathless.

“Just relax for now. You have such a tight, beautiful ass. My ass … all mine.”

And then he was slowly sliding his cock into my ass. I resisted at first, protesting and shaking my head, but then the discomfort turned into something else. Sebastian made it all in, and I thought I was going to lose my mind. Then he stilled and I kept on breathing, lost in these new, incredible sensations that held me captive. My sex pulsated with need.

“That’s so tight. I am going to shoot my cum inside your ass, Marinka, and you’re going to take it like the good girl you are.” He then started moving. I moaned his name, holding for dear life onto the pool table.

He fucked my ass, while my pussy throbbed. I didn’t think I would shout out in pleasure while he did this. Yet, he was ruining me, from the inside out. Taking me. Owning me.

And then he came, roaring my name, cursing, his voice hoarse and broken.

When he was done, he somehow managed to pulled me on top of him, so we were both lying on the pool table. He held me for a while, then slid from under me to get on his feet. He moved around the office and then I felt him covering me with a soft blanket. I shut my eyes for a moment, exhausted. I must have drifted off to sleep for a little while…

I could hear him talking to someone on the phone but I was too comfortable to open my eyes. A part of me wanted to wake up and tell him how much I’d enjoyed him fucking me. No regrets. I was sore and utterly abused, but I wanted more of him.

“How is my princess?” he asked. I finally woke up and stretched, feeling a little disoriented at first because I was no longer lying on the pool table. I was on a comfortable armchair covered with a blanket, with pillows under and behind me. I didn’t even remember him moving me. My body ached in the most intimate places, but I wouldn’t change a thing.

“I am fine,” I said. “What’s going on? Why did you let me sleep?”

“You were so tired and completely fucked. I admit I hadn’t planned this, but you took my cock so well, Marinka. You surprise me at every turn,” he replied, his eyes gleaming with desire. “I have a meeting now. Pedro is going to take you home.”

“Maybe I should go to that meeting with you,” I said, but I didn’t think I could walk. I had to sleep, everything hurt, but I needed to stand by him as his partner. His queen.

“I would love that, but there will be Russians and I don’t want them to see you. You could wait at the penthouse, I guess, but home would be better. I’ll update you on everything,” he said, kissing me.

I was in love with him. I had no doubts in that moment. This new life was gifted to me and I had to take full advantage of it. I didn’t want to be afraid anymore. I had a family, and I would do all I could to protect them.

I didn’t know how or when, but that woman had to die, if it was the last thing I did. Sebastian might be in charge, but we were partners in the bedroom and also at war.

CHAPTER23

Sebastian

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