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Claimed By My Ex’s Mafia Father in-law Chapter 149
Chapter One Hundred Forty EightElena’s POVThe sun was almost gone when Valerio took my hand and led me up the private stairs to the top deck. The wind hit me first, warm and wild, tugging at the white shirt I wore, his shirt, the only thing covering me. It smelled like him, clean cotton and skin and that darker note that was only Valerio. The hem brushed the tops of my thighs with every step, threatening to lift higher.My body still hummed from everything below deck. Every muscle felt loose and used, skin tender in the most delicious places. I was sore in ways I had never been before, and I loved it. Loved the ache between my legs that reminded me how thoroughly he had taken me. Loved the faint sting on my ass from the paddle. Loved the way my nipples brushed the inside of the shirt and sent little sparks straight to my core.He stopped at the top of the stairs and pulled me against him. His mouth found mine instantly, hungry and deep, one hand sliding under the shirt to cup my bar
Claimed By My Ex’s Mafia Father in-law Chapter 148
Chapter One Hundred Forty EightValerio’s POVThe first round left us breathless and spent, bodies tangled on the wide sunbed as the last sliver of sun vanished below the horizon. The sky shifted from fire to deep indigo, stars pricking through one by one. The warm wind still caressed our skin, carrying the faint salt of the open sea.Elena lay half across my chest, one leg draped over mine, my cock still buried shallow inside her from when we had collapsed sideways. Every small shift of the yacht sent a gentle ripple through our joined bodies. She sighed softly each time, walls fluttering around me in lazy aftershocks.I stroked her back, fingers tracing the line of her spine, the curve where it met her ass. She was slick with sweat and come, skin glowing in the emerging moonlight.After long minutes her hips gave a slow, deliberate roll.I hardened instantly inside her.She lifted her head, hair falling across my chest like silk, and smiled slow and wicked.“Again,” she whispered.R
Claimed By My Ex’s Mafia Father in-law Chapter 147
Chapter One Hundred Forty Seven Valerio’s POVThe sun hung low over the horizon, painting the sea in molten gold and deep crimson. The yacht sailed steady, engines a low constant hum beneath the deck. Wind whipped warm and salty across the upper deck, open to the sky, no land in sight for hundreds of miles.I led Elena up the private stairs from the master suite. She wore only one of my white dress shirts, unbuttoned halfway, sleeves rolled to her elbows, hem brushing mid-thigh. Nothing underneath. Her hair was still damp from the shower, loose and wild from the wind. Bare feet on the warm teak deck.The top deck was ours alone. Crew under strict orders to stay below unless called. A wide cushioned sunbed waited amidships, piled with thick white pillows and a soft throw blanket. Low side rails kept it private from any distant view, though there was nothing but ocean around us.The sky burned orange and pink as the sun began its slow descent.I pulled her to me at the top of the stair
Claimed By My Ex’s Mafia Father in-law Chapter 146
Chapter One Hundred Forty FiveValerio’s POVThe shower in the master suite was built for indulgence. A full wall of glass looked out over the endless sea. Multiple rain heads cascaded hot water from above. Body jets pulsed from the sides. Steam filled the space until the world outside blurred into soft blue and gold.I carried Elena inside, still wrapped in the thick towel, and stepped under the spray with her. The towel fell away the moment water hit it. I let it drop to the teak grate.She stood naked under the downpour, head tilted back, eyes closed, water streaming over her face, down her throat, between her breasts, over the curve of her stomach and hips. Rivulets traced every mark I had left on her body: the faint pink from the paddle on her ass, the small bruises from my fingers on her thighs, the darker suck marks on her neck and breasts.She was breathtaking.I moved behind her, hands sliding around her waist, pulling her back against my chest. My cock, already half-hard aga
Claimed By My Ex’s Mafia Father in-law Chapter 145
Chapter One Hundred Forty FiveValerio’s POVThe yacht cut through the open sea like a blade, engines thrumming deep and steady beneath us. No land in sight for hours now. Just endless blue water and sky bleeding into each other. The crew stayed topside or in their quarters. They knew better than to disturb the owner’s suite when the door was locked.Elena lay on her stomach across the bed, wrists still bound in the soft black leather cuffs, now clipped behind her back. The blindfold remained in place. Her ass glowed deep pink from the paddle, marked with my handprints. Legs spread wide, ankles tied to the bedposts with the midnight-blue rope, keeping her open and exposed.She trembled slightly, not from cold. The room was warm, sunlight pouring through the wraparound windows. She trembled from anticipation. From need.I stood at the foot of the bed, naked, cock throbbing hard again already. I had come twice inside her less than an hour ago, but watching her like this, helpless, dripp
Claimed By My Ex’s Mafia Father in-law Chapter 144
Chapter One Hundred Forty FourValerio’s POVWe lost them in the mountains.I knew these roads like veins in my own body. Sharp turns, hidden switchbacks, old logging trails no map showed. I drove the SUV like a weapon, tires screaming on ice, engine roaring through the night. Elena sat beside me, hand never leaving mine, eyes fixed ahead.By dawn the sky lightened to pale gray. No lights in the mirrors. No sound but wind through pines.We reached the private dock just as the sun broke the horizon, painting the sea gold.The yacht waited. White. Sleek. One hundred fifty feet of armored luxury I kept for exactly this kind of emergency. Crew already onboard, loyal men who asked no questions.We boarded without a word.The captain met me at the gangway. “Engines hot. Course set for open water. No flags. No transponder.”I nodded. “Go.”The lines were cast off. The yacht slid from the dock like a ghost.Elena stood at the rail, wind whipping her hair, watching the coastline shrink.I came
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