All Chapters of HIS: The Mafia King's Property: Chapter 111 - Chapter 117

Marco’s POV Sweaty… Bodies soaked in sin…I collapsed beside Elara, panting. For a moment, we faced upward, counting the ceiling and chuckling. The sex was hot… sensual, a mix of my fantasy and hers. When she rolled away, an attempt to get out of bed, I gripped her arm and pulled her next to me, exactly where she belonged. “Mac, I need to go shower...” “Shhh,” my finger crossed her lips, shutting her up. Rolling over her, I trapped her beneath me. My prepped elbows suspended my weight above her, and our faces were barely a few inches apart. I could sniff her without even trying, just as she could inhale my essence. “I need my sperm swimming deep inside of you.” I moaned in her ear, the tip of my tongue flicked her ear lobe. “Don’t wash it off.”She swallowed dryly, eyes rolling in their sockets. Months later after grooming her, she still acted like a shy virgin. I sealed her lips with mine in a gentle and sizzling kiss. Our breaths mingled, just as our desires. When I pulled a

Marco’s POV “Our princess is lost in dreamland…”My hands lay on Elara’s slender shoulders. I pressed into her gently, nudging her frame with mine.“Let's do this first thing tomorrow. I, too, can't wait.” In affirmation, her hands crossed her chest as she reached to rub the back of my hand. “Anything for him.”We chuckled lightly. “How did you find me?” She asked out of the blue.“Uh…” “The soldiers.” She shrugged. “No,” I debunked and scoffed. “What if I said I sniffed you?” Quite taken aback, she turned as if to question my being. “I have always known you were some kind of Vampire. I'm doomed.”It made me laugh. She joined in, blending our rich tones in the cool night sky. I squeezed her shoulders and pulled her inward, leaving no space in between. Tilting down, I whispered in her ear, stroking her soft cartilage with my gentle whisper. “If only you know what you do to me,” the tip of my fingers caressed her arm, sliding down gently. “I have all of you registered in my subc

Marco’s POV "Happy birthday, princess!" I sang to my cute baby and scooped her out of bed and into my arms. The staff rolled in four humongous cakes. The first is a shiny pink Lamborghini like her new whip. The second is a pet house. The third is Mackey Mouse, and the last is the shape of Tinkerbell, don't ask me how I knew about her... Being a father to a little miss smart pants has me discovering new sides to my personality. "Papa!" She squealed, eyes darting to the cakes wheeled into her room. I had impatiently paced in the corridor, waiting for her to as little as blink her eyes. "You like your cakes?" "Yes!" She nodded in my arms and palmed my face, not scared of my stern features. "You baked them?""Uh... Daddy bought them." I winked and kissed her forehead. "I could fix a baking class if you want."She chuckled. "Where's Mama?"Just then, the door opened to show Elara walking in with a flat glassware with well-layered pancakes, dripping honey. Whipped cream sat pretty a