The Marriage Debt (Dark Mafia Romance) (Debts & Vengeance Book 1)

When she starts running, the sound of her pounding heart sets my whole body aflame.

All I can focus on is that giddy grin on her face as she shoves the key into the lock and opens the front door, ready to burst out. But I’m equally ready for the chase.

Never before has it been this thrilling, this exciting to run after her as she sprints through the halls because this time I know what she chose.

And it wasn’t what she always thought she wanted.

She fucking chose me.

Every time she glances at me over her shoulder and throws me that devilish look, it puts me in a frenzy, and I grunt as I chase after her while she races for the elevator.

Adrenaline pushes me to my limits, and I can barely feel the pain in my waist.

Because this hunt … this is what I live for.

What I’d die for.

And when she steps into that elevator and presses the buttons like a madman, I sprint harder than I ever have and jump in. The sound of her shriek is the last audible thing before the doors close.

Pure lust is coursing through my veins as I gaze at this little fucking bunny on the run, cowering meekly in the corner of the elevator, her breathing as ragged as mine.

I can smell her scent from miles away, and it fucking lures me in.

“Mine,” I growl as I approach her.

She looks up into my eyes, full of hunger and wonder of what I’ll do to her.

This is who we are. The bunny and the wolf.

The chase is what makes us feel alive.

And there is nothing on this earth that gets me more excited than the thought of claiming my girl over and over again.

Jill

I suck in the oxygen, but it still won’t help me breathe. Luca has me cornered, and I just pressed all the fucking buttons. We’re gonna be here for a while.

I gulp as he steps closer and closer, whimpering when he suddenly grabs my throat and pins me to the mirrored wall.

“Not fast enough, bunny.” His voice is so low and gravelly that it makes my pussy throb.

Something about him running after me like this excites a part in me I didn’t even know existed until he forced me to marry him. There’s just something viscerally sexy about a chase. All the dirty things he could do to me swirl through my head and culminate in this one moment when he hungrily stares me down, burning up the heat coursing through my veins.

And when his hand dives between my legs, a delicious moan slips out of my mouth. But there is no shame to be found.

“You’re mine now,” he groans, and he spins me around and shoves me against the mirrors, swatting my legs so they part. Within a second, he’s slid his fingers between my slit and swiped them along my pussy. Even with my pants still on, I can feel myself getting soaking wet, especially with that cold ice cube melting inside.

“That’s it, bunny, moan for me,” Luca murmurs against my neck.

God.

Who made this man so fucking sexy?

We’re going straight to hell, and I don’t even care.

All I want is for him to take me.

Use me.

Claim me.

Make me his.

And when he rips down my pants and panties in one go, I whimper under his touch.

“You’re a horny little slut, aren’t you?” he whispers in my ear, his tongue darting out to lick my earlobe. “I can fix that.”

He swipes his fingers along my pussy, rubbing my clit the way he knows exactly how to make me all needy. My knees are already buckling, and wetness pools between my legs. He taps my clit and shoves a finger inside, only to pull it back out again to remind me of how much I’m willing to beg if he doesn’t give it to me.

“Now tell me exactly why you ran,” he murmurs, looking me dead in the eyes through the mirror. “And I’ll fucking give this pussy what it wants so badly.”

“I ran because I love the chase,” I respond.

WHACK!

The slap to my ass reverberates in my pussy, and it makes me even hornier than before.

God, if this is wrong, I don’t want to be right.

“Good little slut,” Luca groans, sticking his fingers right back inside my pussy again, thrusting them in and out until my eyes roll into the back of my head.

He grabs a fistful of my hair and tilts my head. “Look at yourself. Look into those needy eyes and watch yourself while you come on my fingers.”

He thrusts and thrusts, fingering me like an expert, circling my clit until I’m about to explode.

“Oh, God …”

“God can’t hear us here, bunny,” Luca groans, pushing his hard-on against my thigh, making me all the more aware of how much I want him to fuck me raw. “Now what do we say?”

“Please,” I whimper, letting all my self-control fly out the door.

The elevator is still beeping loudly as we near the first floor. We haven’t even made a single round yet, and I’m already on the brink.

“Please, what?” Luca growls. “Give me what I want.”

“Please … make me come.”

It feels so filthy and sinful to say it out loud, but I love it.

I love what he does to me.

How easy it comes to him.

And just how much he enjoys it when I do.

“Fuck, you don’t know how much I love hearing you say that,” he groans into my ear, setting my body on fire.

With his index finger, he expertly rubs my clit and shoves two fingers in and out until I’m practically drooling over the mirror.

“Look at me,” Luca groans, watching me through the mirror. “Look at me watching you fall apart from my fucking fingers.”

His dirty words are too much, and I explode all over him in blissful ecstasy.

Right as the elevator beeps and comes to a stop. The doors open.

And the woman at the front desk stares at us.

My entire face burns with shame.

“Keep your eyes on me,” Luca growls, still plunging his fingers into me like he doesn’t care.

“But she sees us,” I whisper, trying my best not to be affected.

“I don’t care. Let her watch. She’ll never experience the kind of satisfaction I’ll give you,” he replies. Grabbing my collar, he tilts my head and smashes his lips on my mouth, kissing away what little resistance I had left. His tongue swivels across the seam of my mouth, coaxing me to open and let him in.

And he rips open his zipper and tears it down, pulling out his length right in full view of the woman. From the corner of my eye, I can see her flush, and she picks up a stack of books to hold over her face while she walks to the bathroom, pretending she didn’t see us.

“This isn’t the first time my employees have seen me ravage you, and it won’t be the last,” he growls. And he grabs my waist and plunges inside with no warning.

My mouth forms an o-shape as I fight the urge to moan out loud from the sheer size of him inside me. I’ll never get used to how good it feels and how needy it makes me.

Because fuck me, I’m about ready to beg for this man’s cock to consume my soul.

“You’re so fucking wet for me, bunny,” he murmurs into my ear, plowing into me. “So needy and lusty too.”

He smacks my ass loudly, harshly, until I can no longer contain the sound.

“Fight me, bunny. Try to escape. It only gets me harder,” he groans, smacking my ass so hard it burns bright red.

The sting is making me want to turn around and twist his nipples in revenge, but I don’t even get that far.

He immediately pins my wrists above my head and thrusts in even faster.

“Good little bunny, I love it when you’re feisty like that.”

Luca pulls out and allows me a second to breathe before burying himself to the base.

The mere feel of him deep inside me, his Prince Albert rubbing against my walls, makes me mewl.

“That’s it. Let me hear you. Scream my name,” he murmurs.

“Fuck!” I yell as he slams into me, hitting that one spot that makes me crumple and beg. “Please, Luca.”

One more thrust and waves wash over me. Another orgasm fucked right out of me.

He roars out loud, and warmth fills me, cum spilling out. Right now, nothing is hotter than the sounds he makes after he’s had his way with me.

Jesus fucking Christ.

“I’m not done with you yet,” he groans, and he spins me around only to shove me down by my shoulders, pinning my hands to the golden bar that lines the walls.

He rams the buttons so the doors close again, and the elevator slowly moves back up to the top level. Then he fishes something metallic from his pocket, something that makes my pupils dilate.

Cuffs.

Oh, no.

“Yes, bunny,” he says before clasping them around my wrist and the bar. “I told you what it means to love me and every sinister, dark part of my fucked-up soul.” He swipes his tip along my lips. “Now taste yourself. Clean my cock like a good little slut.”

I’m still shivering from my orgasm when he pushes past my lips, and I have no control over the moans that splutter from my mouth. I can’t stop myself from licking him, even when he’s got me tied up like that.

In fact, the more I think about it, the wetter I get as he begins to slide in and out of my mouth, lathering my own juices and his cum all over my tongue.

It feels filthy, wrong, and all kinds of bad, yet I want nothing more than for him to use me until I can’t even stand anymore.

“That’s it, bunny, suck my cock like a good girl,” he groans, and the look of satisfaction on his face gets me so excited.

He tilts his head back and moans, his length growing bigger and bigger inside my mouth.

Is he ready to go again?

Holy shit, that’s fast.

I greedily lick him off, but there is no stopping his greed as he begins to thrust into my mouth. When I choke, he pulls out for a second so I can cough, only to plunge back in again, over and over.

“Do you taste your own desire?” he says.

I nod greedily. My wrists strain against the cuffs as he claims my mouth, tears staining my eyes. But I’m wet and throbbing with need. If that means I’m fucked up, then I don’t care. I want to be fucked up together with him.

“You want it so badly, little bunny?” His voice is low and heady. “Look at me.”

I nod again, looking up into his possessive eyes just like he commands. The way he looks at me is so overpowering that it makes me quiver with need.

“I’m gonna come down your throat, and you’re going to love it,” he groans, thrusting in so far that my nose is buried in his body, and his balls squeeze against my chin. “I want to make your fucking mouth pregnant.”

My eyes roll into the back of my head as I gag on his length, the metal loops bouncing up and down deep inside me.

That’s when he roars out loud. His cum jets into the back of my throat, forcing me to swallow. “Swallow, bunny,” he groans, depositing everything he has into my mouth, his words sending me over the edge. “Good girl.”

He pulls his thick, long dick out of me, and I cough up the remaining cum only to swallow it back down. It feels so wrong to enjoy the taste, but I do because it’s his.

And when he leans over, wrapping his hand around my throat, and smashes his lips onto mine, I’m completely lost to him.

“Jill,” he moans into my mouth as he struggles to undo the cuffs around my wrists without looking. “Tell me how it feels when I do this.”

What? Does it even matter?

“Why?” I ask, leaning away, my lips pink and swollen, wanting nothing more than for him to kiss me or die trying.

The cuffs drop to the floor. The elevator beeps, and the doors open again.

He grabs my face with both hands. “Because you’re mine. And I care about what’s mine.”

Mine.

I forget everything I was ever taught about right and wrong.

Everything I ever thought I wanted.

Because there is nothing I want more … than this.

Luca

“I love it,” she responds, looking up at me with those innocent-looking eyes. But I know better now. All the innocence has been fucked out of her. “Because I love you.”

She doesn’t even know half the things I’m capable of. Or all the ways I fantasize about playing with her.

“Even this?” My eyes narrow.

She nods, pressing a soft, heavenly kiss on the side of my lips. “I want more.”

Fuck me. There is nothing on this planet I love hearing more than her approval and her desire to explore what I have to offer.

I kiss her hard, tasting myself on her tongue, but I don’t even fucking care. That’s how in love I am with this girl. This girl I can finally call mine.

With my index finger underneath her chin, I make her stand and look at me. “You’re mine and mine alone … Tell me.”

“I’m yours,” she replies.

She doesn’t have to say it twice.

I pick her up, and she squeals as I throw her over my shoulder and carry her out of the elevator.

“Wait, what about your wound?”

I slap her ass so hard she squeals again.

“I know my limits,” I growl back, slapping her other ass cheek for good measure. “It’s about time we learned yours.”