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Her Chosen Mate (Book 3) *** 1. Can't Help Falling in Love (Book 1) 2. Purchased By The Mafia (Book 2) 3. Her Mysterious Lover (Book 3) 4. My Girlfriend is Mafia Queen (Book 4) 5. Loving A Mafia (Book 5)- Upcoming **** 1. Chosen By An Alpha (Stand-Alone) No One POV . A loud wailing could be heard from a child who was crying because of the hunger, but her father, on the other side, was busy in fucking someone else. Tears came out from a four-month-old infant due to suffocation and hunger.

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I turned her around then with my hand on the back of her neck I move her to the bent over position. I wanted to fuck her from behind hard. I take my hand from her neck rubbing up into her hair then I grab it tight as I take my first forceful thrust into her. She moans loudly. I thrust again harder. I keep going faster and harder. Every time I pull back on her harder. Forcing her back into me as I thrust forward. Making each pounding motion harder. Suddenly we heard the speaker. "Good evening, this is your Captain Amellia speaking, we're now at our first destination. I'll be down to greet you in as soon as the anchor is down then I'll be preparing your first meal at sea."

] 4|Evan ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance [Devin’s spin-off, but it can be read as standalone] 5|Falling For My Husband ~ Mafia Romance Lastly, this novel is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. Don't forget to follow me on lnstagram CastielLj for updates on my works ;) xx P.S. This book will be a lot longer than my previous ones.

She moaned out, arching her back more. Author pulled out and hurriedly pulled off his shorts and returned to her pussy. This time he lodged one leg against the space between the car and its door and angled himself perfectly. In a swift motion, he sank it slowly. They moaned in unison. “See what your white pussy’s doing to my black cock” Author said before picking up his pace. He was rotating his hips at first trying to get the perfect angle and he added pace, slamming his full length into her. Anna shouted out and tried to get away but Author pinned her down and continued slamming into her at an obscene pace.

* My mind floods with filthy images of Damien above me in bed, growling low in my ear as he pounds into me, his dick swelling, teeth grazing my neck, claiming me as his Omega while I scream his name and beg for mercy. I’m so turned on I can barely stand. My thighs are slippery. My clit is throbbing. I’m seconds away from excusing myself to the bathroom just so I can rub one out. Mia grins and grabs my arm. “Come on, let’s get you a drink before you melt. You look like you need one.” As she pulls me toward the bar, I feel Damien’s heavy gaze on my body fighting for control. This cruise hasn’t even properly started yet, and I’m already drowning in lust.

Even though I love thrillers, romantic things like that are surely every woman’s dream, right? “You and your husband are the same,” Mariyam joked. “Me?” I chuckled softly. “I don’t know, maybe.” I wasn’t even sure how to answer. What if the romance they meant was different from the romance Miron meant? When my body experienced an orgasm, it was thanks to Miron’s punishment. Then, he gave me a pasca-sex treatment that probably no other woman would ever get. Isn’t that a form of romance? Like dark romance? “Aren’t you and Sir Miron going on dates like that on a cruise ship, too?” Mariyam’s tone sounded certain.

Ten pillows arranged into a fortress of comfort. Spadino is lying in the center of it. He is reading one of the books—a trashy romance novel he must have stolen from the staff quarters. He looks up as we enter. "Did you know the Duke is secretly a pirate?" Spadino asks, his eyes wide. "The plot twists in this thing are incredible." "Get up," Aureliano says. Spadino rolls off the bed. He bounces over to me. He is wearing sweatpants and nothing else. He looks soft, approachable, but the way he eyes my stomach is sharp and focused.

My internal muscles clamped tight around his cock, and I let out a long, trembling cry, my whole body shaking violently on his bed. He watched my face in the moonlight, a look of pure pride in his dark eyes, and he kept moving his cock inside me until my loud gasps finally turned into quiet, ragged breaths. He finally pulled his cock out, covered in my wetness, and he looked down at me as I lay there shaking. "This is just the beginning, Genevieve," he whispered, his voice dark and full of promise. I leaned my head against his broad shoulder, spent, knowing I belonged to the pirate lord now.

And the secrets Adrian left behind were punishable. “Tatiana, let’s go,” Sasha repeated. Another shuddering breath filled my lungs. Black suits slowly drifted away, taking their black hearts with them. The sea of underworld men came to pay respects. Russian. Italian. American. Canadian. Colombian. A sea of black, which I’d always been a part of. No matter how much my brothers sheltered me. My eyes flickered to my brother, seeing him through the fog of grief. It felt like I wasn’t really here. But then I was.