Hellmatch: The Mafia's Heir novel Chapter 12

|| Kiera Stevens's POV ||

" Do you touch yourself?", his voice grew the goosebumps over my skin. I felt like a caged animal, trying to find my way out. Although I kept my eyes shut tightly, I could feel his dominating presence. He was enjoying my obedient demeanor.

I obliged his words, now lying on his bed. My legs were parted for his view. Swallowing hard, I could feel the intensity in his eyes.

" No..I.. never..did..", I sutured, licking my lips dry. All this dirty talk was turning me on. I hated to know that he could excite me.

" Then do it..I want to see you..", he spat like an order, giving me a long stare. My cheeks got hot within a moment. I had never done this before. Especially in his presence, it was too shameful to do it.

I refused, shaking my head weakly,

" N..No..I... don't know.. how to..Ahh.."

I cried out in surprise when he pulled my ankle down unexpectedly. His cold touch awakened the dirty desire inside me. He kept my ankles wide apart, gritted his words out huskily,

" Then learn it NOW!! That's why, we are here, Girl..I want you to become the girl that you despise the most..DO IT!"

I almost jumped off the bed from the velocity of his words. He was a dominating monster who wanted to possess my soul. Knowing that he wouldn't let me off so easily, I brought my fingers into my core.

A gasp passed from my lips when my finger slipped inside me. It has been a long time since I experienced such sexual desire. I was slipping in and out slowly, all this time his eyes were on me.

" Faster!", he growled, sounding impatient. I continued pumping hard, my head rolling back in desire. I didn't need his command anymore. My pleasure was drowning my thoughts. I kept going in and out faster than before. Though I didn't want it, a moan slipped past my lips. A powerful orgasm began to gather at the pit of my stomach.

" STOP!", he ordered just before I hit my orgasm. Eyes closed shut, I fell on the bed numbly to breathe harder than before. My lips clenched tightly in desperation. He didn't let me cum, wondering what dirty games he had been playing this time.

After a few seconds, I felt his body, hovering on top of me. My body felt stiff. His presence was making me weak.

How could I feel so excited for the man who had forced me to become his mistress?

" Who told you to cum hmm?", he rasped, slipping a digit of him inside me. I gasped hard, my mouth parting open to sigh heavily. It felt good with his fingers.

I was rasped back, whispering,

" You asked..Aah.."

I cried out in ecstasy when he added another finger, going deeper into my wet pussy. He was picking his pace, asking for his demanding answers,

" You started this game with me..we could have played much better without troubles..Tell me, you still want to slap me like you did at the party?"

I was thrashing my head against the pillow. He was going much faster than I expected. All these hormones were driving me crazy. His words barely registered in my head but I could feel the fire in his eyes. He was angry and was determined to ruin me through his fucking sensation.

My instincts hit me hard. I was already on his bed to serve him. It was no different to annoy him more. I gritted my words out, already fighting hard to not cum,

" I..I will...even if you fuck me 100 times, I will..slap you..Luca..."

I slammed those papers down, not caring whether he had a gun or not,

" I don't fucking agree! I have already agreed to serve you for 6 months. Why must I go through these rules?"

Luca chuckled, raising his glass to sip from it,

" First of all, I am clearing your name. Do you think that I will do it for free? Secondly, you are my mistress now. I can do whatever I want with you."

I gritted my words out, standing up to leave his personal casino,

" I am taking back my words. You can do whatever you want with my career."

I furiously stretched my leg out to walk away. Before I could walk past him, he grabbed me by my waist, forcing me to sit on his lap. A slap landed on my ass before I could yell. His wine filled voice once again threatened me,

" You are fucking forgetting the fact that I am the king of Mafias, Girl. If you walk into my den, you will be mine as long as I say that. Besides, who do you think can save you from me?"

He was right. There was no one who could save me from this monster. My father was already on the hospital bed because of me. I held my tears stubbornly, casting him a side glance, full of hatred. He held me too tight on his lap, staring murderously into my eyes that teared up.

But his eyes had nothing, no emotions as if he was a walking robot. When I didn't try to move from him, a creepy smile formed on his lips. He kissed the corner of my lips, reminding me in a low voice,

" Besides, you forgot about your little secret! Did you, KIERA?"