The Russian Don – A Dark Mafia Romance

“Julianna,”

His tongue rolled around my nipples. His hand slid down the front of my worn cotton panties and I moan. His fingers rolled up and down my wet folds before teasing my clit.

He kissed me. He’s so gentle with my mouth but his fingers aren’t as kind. They stroked me up and down as he pinned me back against a wall. It’s cold against my back. An art print of a covered bridge rattles and nearly falls off its nail.

“I came to understand the truth,” he whispered in my ear. His fingers slide inside and I moaned deep and low as a thrum of pure bliss rolls into my hips.

“What’s the truth?” I managed to ask. My fingers dig into his muscular back. It’s heaven, touching him again and being touched. It’s something I never thought I’d even get a second change at after my escape, but now that we’re here, now that he’s teasing and kissing and making me feel incredible, I’ll savour every moment.

“I need you. I can’t live without you. I don’t know how, or what you did to me, but you’re mine, Julianna. You’re all mine.”

He fucked me with his fingers and I can’t find the words to respond, but he’s right, he’s right, I’m his, I’m all his. I moaned into his mouth but he doesn’t let me come. I want it so badly, but he stopped me before I can get there. He dragged me to the couch and pins me down on my back, his massive bulk trapping me to the soft cushions as he presses his thick cock against my slick pussy. I moan when he slid himself deep between my legs and stays there for a moment, my hands held above my head, his lips on my nipples.

I rolled my hips and my back, and he started to fuck me.

He fucked me faster, harder. My cheek hurt and stings, but I don’t care. He bit my shoulder, my nipples. He pulled my hair and took me, and we’re both lost in a crazy cascade of need.

I come moaning as he grips my hips. I come screaming as he growled his own pleasure and fills me to the brim. I moaned and shudder and shook, blinking at the stars in my vision. His lips find mine and I kiss him hard. He returns that kiss with enthusiasm, and he holds me there.

We’re drenched in sweat, and all I want is to stay here like this forever.

He kisses me softly. “You need to see the doctor,” I was about to say something but he cut me off, “Don’t fucking argue, you are pregnant,”

I nod and chew my lip. “Yes, sir. You can be a real bossy asshole sometimes.”

“Get used to it.” He pulls me against him and holds me tight.

I stay like that, curled against his chest. I listen to his heart and his breathing.

“I need you to know something,” he said low and gently.

“Yeah? Are you about to tell me how good I am in bed?”

“No, but you are stunning.”

“Thank you. Go on.”

“I’ll tell you when we go home,”

“Okay,” I replied.

“Good.” He smiles and bites my collarbone before licking my nipples nice and slow.

“Now, I haven’t had you in what feels like forever. I want to watch you ride my cock until you scream. Can you do that for me?” he said,

Yes, after what happened the night when he left my room in anger, we didn’t touch each other and it did feel like forever.

“Only if you’re nice.”This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“I’m always nice to you, Kitten. Now, we’d better get started. We’ll go to the doctor when you’re done.”

“Yes, sir.” I push him back and straddle him. His cock’s already hard, and it doesn’t take much convincing to get me soaking wet again.

I arch my back, slide down his shaft, and get to work.

***

After visiting the doctor for a check-up. We began packing our bags to leave, Nikolai agreed to take Stella with us and I’m on cloud nine now.

After we travelled back to the island, Flora and Pen stopped talking to me. They were angry at me for escaping like that. Flora said, if I had any trouble I should tell her rather than escape like that.

Well, they couldn’t stay angry at me, I apologized to them and they forgive me.

As soon as I went into my room, I see Nikolai behind me.

“Now come on, it’s been a long journey, nearly 24 hours since I saw you naked, and I’m not sure I can go much longer.”

“You’re a pig,” I say,

***

It’s a hot afternoon and the midday sun hangs heavy in the sky above. I shift closer to Nikolai and he put his hand on my thigh. I leaned on his shoulder and settled into a comfortable position with his arm across my shoulder.

“Juliana, there’s something you need to know,” I heard Nikolai and looked at him.

“What?” I asked,

“Ten years back, I had a heart issue and I need an immediate heart transplant,” he began, staring at my face without even blinking, “… the donor… he had an accident…in which he surfaced brain death… he donated his heart to me before dying,” he looked away from me,

“What is his name?” I asked, curious to know who saved my Nikolai’s life.

“Greyson Williams,” he said, looking at me.

“What?”

Everything around me stopped and tears began rushing to my eyes, “Grey-Greyson… What?” I covered my mouth.