Bought Mafia Bride by Mae Doyle

Dane

Natalia laughs as I toss her onto our bed. She’s a flurry of white dress and her hair falling out of her updo and I grown, launching myself on top of her and pinning her in place.

“You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted to fuck you since you said I do,” I tell her, grabbing the neckline of her dress and pulling so that the fabric tears.

She gasps and grabs my wrist. “We literally just got married! Everyone is still up there, probably wondering where the hell you carried me off to.”

I grin at her, kissing her before ripping at her dress some more. “Oh, they’re not wondering,” I tell her, nipping lightly at her neck. It’s one of my favorite things to do because she squirms under me at the pressure from my teeth. I love making Natalia squirm and now that she’s my wife, I’m going to do it more often.

“They know that I brought you down here so that I can fuck you senseless,” she says, and she gasps, her fingers twining through my hair as she pulls me to her to kiss her.

Our lips crash together and she opens her mouth, letting our tongues dance against one another as I lightly trace my fingers down her body. Each touch of mine seems to be electric and she arches her back a little, pressing herself into me as she does.

“You have no idea how much I want you, do you?” I ask, reaching down and slipping my hand up under her dress. The fabric is heavy and I have to fight to work my way up her leg, push her thighs apart, and finally find the bit of lace covering her sex.

She’s soaking wet, the heat from her cunt pulsing against my hand as I stroke her. As soon as I touched her, her mouth fell open and her head fell back. Natalia lets out a soft moan in response but otherwise doesn’t answer.

“Every day,” I tell her. “All the time. Whenever I see you, I want to just rip the clothes off of you and fuck your brains out.” Moving faster now, I readjust, lifting her up and swiftly unbuttoning the back of her dress. There are a million tiny buttons back here and I work quickly, my fingers nimble as I try to free her so that I can fuck her.

“And yet you’re showing so much restraint,” she says, her mouth quirked up in a smile.

“This is restraint,” I tell her. “I could have fucked you on the roof in front of everyone up there. Would you have liked that more?”

She doesn’t answer. I’ve pulled her dress down and she’s helping me slip her out of it. Her breasts are right in my face and I suck a nipple into my mouth, enjoying the way she pauses and the soft groan that escapes from her lips when I do.

Faster now, I flip her onto her back and yank the dress off of her. It’s just stopping me from getting what I really want and I don’t think that I can hold back for much longer. Her long legs are smooth and I nip and suck my way up one, slowing down when I reach her inner thigh.

Natalia is ridiculously sensitive there and I take my time, kissing her and gently biting her as I work my way to her cunt.

“Dane,” she says, writhing a little on the bed as I take my time, “don’t slow down. Go faster.” She’s breathing hard and she digs her nails into the nape of my neck to try to pull me up to her body.

Bracing myself, I pull back and stare at her. I’m greedy for my wife, I know that. She’s delicious and soft, her cunt so perfect for my cock that I want to be in her all the time.

“I told you that I’d make you scream when I fucked you,” I say to her, climbing off the bed so that I can strip. My cock is painfully hard when I free it and I groan, rubbing my hand up and down the shaft as I look at her. Her eyes are locked on my face but when she sees the movement of my hand, they drop to my cock and her cheeks pinked.

“I remember,” she says, her eyes snapping back up to meet mine. “And you do. Every single time.”

“Every fucking time,” I tell her, climbing onto the bed with her. “This won’t be any different.”

She’s soaking wet for me but I still grab her by the back of the head and pull her down. Natalia opens her mouth obediently, her soft tongue wrapping around my cock as she takes me in her mouth. I groan, pushing her down harder and thrusting up into her mouth at the same time.

“Take all of me, wife,” I murmur, and she does, relaxing her throat so that I can slip down into her. She caresses my inner thighs before grabbing my shaft and pulling back, working it with a flick of her wrist.

Fuck, I could cum like this, but that’s not what I want. I want to fill my wife and claim her every single day. I want to fuck her until she’s pregnant, then have a huge family with her.

“Did you like that or do you want more?” The tip of her tongue flicks out and runs along her lower lip and I grab her, tossing her back onto the bed.

She still has her lacy underwear on and I yank it hard, pulling it to the side so that her sweet little cunt is exposed. Watching her face, I trace my fingers around her clit, the swollen nub hard and warm to my touch. Natalia stiffens, her mouth falling open and a soft moan escaping from her lips.

“What a good girl you are,” I tell her, centering myself at her cunt. My cock aches for me to slam into her but I want to take my time and I thrust forward just a little bit, splitting her lips as I do. “You were built to take my cock, do you know that?”

She nods, panting a little bit as she reaches for me. Her nails dig into my skin as she tries to pull me closer to her, tries to get me to enter her harder. Faster.

“Tell me what you want.” I inch forward a bit more. It’s taking all of my self-control not to slam into her immediately, but I want to make her wait for it. I want her to beg me for my cock.

“You,” she says, her voice breathy with desire. “I want you, Dane. Give it to me.”

“Give you what?” Another inch. She arches her back, her sweet nipples poking up into the air and I lean forward, rolling one between my finger and my thumb. As I do, she bites her lower lip, her teeth sinking hard into it while she tries to catch her breath.

“Your cock,” she finally gasps out. “I want your cock.”

That’s all she had to say. Without any warning, I slam into her, my cock slipping all the way in up to the hilt. She cries out, her body twisting under mine at the intrusion but I’m not going to let her go. Grabbing her hips, I pull back and enter her again, this time slower, making sure that she feels every inch that I have to give her.

“You are everything to me,” I tell her, my eyes locked on her face. “Look at me when I fuck you.”

It takes her a minute to manage to open her eyes, but she finally does. As soon as they lock on me, I find my rhythm, thrusting in and out of her, giving her all of the pleasure that I can.

Her mouth hangs open slightly like she’s lost control of her body but she’s bucking up against me, her fingers still hard in my skin as she holds on. I rub her clit, enjoying the flush that grows from her chest to her cheeks and how her eyes seem to lose a little focus.

“That’s my Natalia. My wife. My everything. Scream for me. Cum for me.” My cock hits her g-spot and she sucks in a breath, her eyes suddenly snapping back to my face.

She’s close. I can tell not only in the way her body is responding to mine, but because I feel the tingle of an orgasm at the base of my spine. We’re going to cum together, which is the thing that she loves the most.

“Oh, Dane, I’m close,” my sweet wife whispers. I feel her body start to tighten under mine and I keep slipping in and out of her. The last thing that I want to do is move and keep her from falling apart.

“Cum for me,” I tell her, my eyes locked on hers. “Be my good girl, Natalia. Cum for me. Now.”

“Dane!” Her voice is louder than ever before as she screams out my name. I feel her muscles tighten around my cock and milk me so I shoot my release deep into her, thrusting harder than before as I cum.

Natalia rocks under me, her body no longer her own. She’s given over to the pleasure tearing through her and there isn’t anything that she can do to stop it. “Dane!” She cries out again and I close my eyes, letting the sound of her voice wash over me as she loses control.

“Oh, fuck, Natalia,” I say when she finally stills. There’s a thin sheen of sweat on her body and I lean down to kiss her, slipping from her as I curl around her body. “Fuck, you are everything to me. The way you fuck me, the way you scream for me, everything. I’ll keep you safe for the rest of your life.”

I feel like I’m repeating our wedding vows, but I don’t care. I’ll tell Natalia every single day how important she is to me and how I’ll keep her safe if that’s what she needs to hear.

She trembles a little in my arms and scoots back into me, her ass pressing into my cock. “I love you,” she whispers. “I love what you do to me.”

Nodding, I nuzzle into her, then roll her over so that I can get a better look at her. “I’m going to need to get you back up to our party here in a bit,” I tell her, “but you’re going to need a shower first. How about round two while I get you washed up?”

Her eyes fly open and she grins at me before nodding. It’s the same smile that always makes me feel like I’m coming undone. Nothing in this world scares me or makes me feel weak, but the way she looks at me can bring me to my knees. It feels dangerous, but I don’t even care. I love her too much.