Sold – Dark Mafia Romance Read Online Clarissa Wild

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Dark, Mafia, Romance, Suspense Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77054 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 385(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
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Suddenly, he grips my hair in a fist, and his body pushes hard against mine until my back slams into a wall. “You think I don’t know how to play this game? Wrong.”

He yanks my hair, forcing my head back and exposing my neck to him. “I bought you because I wanted to, because I liked the way your tits look in this skimpy little bikini, and because I want to shove my cock into your aching, wet pussy.”

He breathes against my cheek, spilling filthy words into my ear. “I don’t care about anything other than satisfying my needs, and right now, that’s seeing you squirm from my touch.”

His tongue dips out to lick my skin, and my body shivers in reply. From the corner of my eye, I spot him pulling out a knife from his pocket, and I instantly flinch. He brings it up to my throat, pointing it at me for just a second.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

I went too far. He’s going to kill me. I’m going to die right here…

I close my eyes, wishing I hadn’t spoken up, wishing I hadn’t resisted. All the training I pushed myself through to be able to fight back, and in the end, I’m going to go out not with a bang but with a pathetic, desperate whimper.

He cuts the ties of my bikini top, and the whole piece falls to the ground, leaving me breathless.

And half-naked.

The satisfied grumble from him sets my skin on fire. “Beautiful,” he murmurs, and lifting a hand, his palm covers my breast. “Supple and sweet.” He twists my nipple and pinches hard until I have to bite my lip to stop a scream from coming out. He tucks the knife back into his pocket, only to show off the fact that he still has the gun. He wants me to know he has all the power… and I’m left to his every whim.

In a flash, he spins me around and shoves me against the wall. His hand slithers around my throat. “Such a pretty girl with such a feisty personality. What should I do with you, hmm? Give you pain? Fuck your every orifice? Make you come and scream my name?” He smiles against my ear. “Maybe I’ll do all of that.”

His hand dives down along the crevice between my breasts, taking ample time to shower them with attention until my nipples are as hard as rocks again. I struggle to keep breathing, not to let him see any of my excitement … especially when his hand slides down between my thighs.

My legs fail to stay clenched together as his fingers dive between my slit. He nudges my thighs apart, forcing me to accept him as he circles around my clit. He presses a kiss onto my skin near my neck, right there on that sensitive spot, and it makes me quiver with need.

Oh, I hate it. I hate it so fucking much, but I can’t stop it.

Because a part of me loves it, too.

And he won’t stop either as he slithers down farther. He knows exactly what to do, how to tease me, how to tempt me, how to make me want to moan.

But I refuse to give him that pleasure.

Until he goes inside, one finger, then two, thrusting into me with every bit of his power. He wants me to know he’s in control… and that I have no choice.

I can’t fight back. Even if I wanted to, I’m left powerless by the sheer ecstasy of my throbbing clit and pussy.

“This … this is what you need,” he murmurs into my ear, his voice low and deadly. “For a man to claim what belongs to him. Me. You’re so fucking wet for me, kitten. I know you want this … you’ve wanted it ever since our eyes locked in that club.”

My eyes widen, but I can’t respond because he’s covered my mouth with his other hand.

“You don’t have to say it,” he says. “I recognize a woman’s longing from a mile away. I can sense it. Smell it.” He buries his nose in my hair and inhales a deep breath. “Taste it.”

As suddenly as he entered, he pulls out of me, and I’m left with a desperation I can’t describe. He brings his hand to his nose and inhales my scent on his fingers. Holy shit. I don’t know whether I’m horrified or even more turned on.

“Heat,” he says, a devious smile accompanying the words. His tongue dips out, and he licks the wetness off like it’s a treat.

I want to slap him so hard right now, but I don’t. Fighting back got a knife to my throat a few minutes ago, so I need to find another approach. If I’m going to survive … I have to play his game.

Still, I can’t help but pull his other hand from my mouth, and then I grind out between clenched teeth, “I hate you.”



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