The Mafia Bride (Katrina and Silas)

Katrina's POV

I yelped when Silas picked me up, sweeping all that was on the table away and placing me on it.

I winced when a laptop clattered to the floor, but I didn't care.

I was caged between Silas' arms, my husband a few inches away from mine.

My cheeks heated up in embarrassment, I wasn't used to being this close to Silas.

"Wha-what are you doing?" I stuttered, my heart beating wildly in my chest.

He had done this suddenly, startling me in the process.

My panties and shorts were pooled at my feet, Silas tugging at the shorts.

He wanted to take it off.

"Let's get rid of this," he said, pulling my shorts and panties off in one go. The table was cold against my ass, a deep contrast to the way I was feeling,Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Silas let my shorts fall to the floor, fisting my panties.

Iwatched in horror as he pocketed my panties, the red fabric pecking out of his pocket.

"What are you doing?" I asked, my mouth open in shock.

He had just put my panties into his pocket, like a pervert.

This was the second one he had taken and I couldn't help but wooder what he did with them

"You wanted to convince me to let you school right?" He ignored my question, throwing one of his at me.

His question had me gaping, words failing to come out of my lips.

I mean, yes that was what I wanted.

And I even said I was going to do anything he wanted which led to this situation.

But right now, after what just happened.

I was starting to question my sanity for saying such

Silas didn't seem like he was going to let me go after a few things

But I can't forget that each time I do this with him, it increases my chances of getting attached, and I can't risk it.

He Had said he would never love me, so what was I still doing?

Still sitting in front of him naked.

I was never going to have his heart, so was I really okay with that?

I could forget about wanting to go to school, say no, and end this here.

Developing Stockholm's syndrome wasn't on my to-do list for this year.

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But some

of me wanted to see, The dirty part wanted to know what I had to do to convince him.

How low I could go, how dirty I could be.

How

And so I nodded.

"Use your words, Katrina." Silas said darkly, cupping my cheek.

He pressed his thumb into my mouth, forcing me to open and take it in.

"Yes. I did, my voice came out in a breathless whisper and I sucked on his thurib, swirling my tongue over its tip.

Something about this made me feel dirty, but I didn't anind.

My tongue swirled over his thumb as I sucked, my fingers wrapping around his wrist.

"Fuck. Katrina." Silas groaned when I sucked harder, closing his eyes.

I didn't even realize that having me suck his thumb affected him in this way.

so I didn't stop.

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I wanted to show him that I could pleasure him just as well as he did me. Making him feel the same way he made me feel.

"You're such a naughty girl," He shook his head, the corners of his lips pulling into a smirk.

For some reason hearing him say that made my heart race with excitement. Cause I knew he meant it in a good way.

My dad used to call me that while I was growing up, but right now it had a different meaning.

One that I loved.

I didn't know what came over me, but before I could control myself the words came tumbling out of my lips.

"But you love me that way, I whispered, locking eyes with him."

Silas eyes darkened, and he grabbed my jaw pulling me in for a kiss.

The second his lips clashed with mine, it felt like I had been set on fire.

Every nerve in my body came alive, burning with a need I didn't even know I had.

I couldn't understand the way I was feeling. Fuck, I couldn't even describe it.

But I wanted more.

His kiss seemed urgent and demanding like he had been starving for this as much as I had.

My heart pounded so hard in my chest that I could hear it in my cars and maybe he could too.

Hear just how much he effected me and what he did to me.

I had felt a lot of things, but nothing compared to the heat spreading through me, melting every coherent thought I had left.

My whole mind was a jumbled mess and all I could think of was what was happening right now.

I could feel the heat pool up between my thighs and I wrapped my legs around his waist.

His lingers wrapped around my neck, cutting off my airflow as he pulled me closer.

A low moan escaped my lips and I tugged at his hair, desire flooding my senses.

There was no space left between us, my breasts pressing against his chest as it rose and fell.

I moaned into his mouth once more, the sound swallowed by his lips as he devoured me.

Everything else seemed unimportant to me right now.

Every kiss was wild, hot, and messy, leaving me breathless and desperate for more.

I couldn't get enough. I never wanted him to stop.

I was asking for something I knew wouldn't be possible, something that might end me if I'm not careful.

But I didn't care.

I clung to him like he was my lifeline, my fingers gripping his shoulders, feeling the solid strength of his body against mine.

Each time his tongue slid against mine, my stomach flipped, and a wave of heat shot straight through me, leaving me trembling and aching for more of him.

I was lost in the intensity of it all-lost in him.

I could feel his breath grow ragged, and it only made me want him more.

It was intoxicating, overwhelming like I was drowning in him, and I didn't care. I never wanted to come up for air.

Something hard pressed into me and my heart skipped a beat.

"You know... Silas started, breaking off our kiss with his eyes closed.

I was supposed to punish you for talking to me the way you did earlier, but things have changed,"

I sucked in a breath when he opened his eyes, my heart thumping faster.

If the kiss didn't make me breathless, the hard stare he gave me did.

His eyes were dark, holding so much heat and I was loving it.

It seemed as if it took everything in him not to rear my clothes and have me then, and the thought of it sent shivers down.

my spine.

"Get down on your knees, Silas ordered and I swallowed.

I knew what he wanted, and my eyes flickered to his obvious hard-on and back to his face.

"Don't make me repeat myself," Silas growled and I pushed down from the table, dropping to my knees.

I didn't ignore the fact that I just had my shirt on, but I didn't care

"Do you remember our safe word?" He asked and I nodded.

"Good. Cause I'm going to fuck your mouth so hard, you'd be begging for more when I'm done," He grabbed my chin, tilting my face to meet his gaze. "And you won't get to stop until I say sor