Mafia Erotica Novels & Stories

His head rolled backward, body shuddering from his own orgasm as he buried himself into her—groaning while spilling his entire fluid onto her. WARNING! This is a Mafia erotic content and this book contains violence as much as it contains BDSM. There is so much WAR, LOVE, HATE and OBSESSION. The Male lead is an extremist. Kills without remorse, and of course love without boundaries( Just the female lead.) This book is not for readers younger than 18.

Lucian pounded harder, Matteo’s fingers never stopped moving and Rafe’s hand tightened in my hair. “You going to come for us, Lena?” Lucian growled. I nodded frantically, unable to speak. “Then earn it,” Matteo hissed. “Beg.” I whimpered, tried to say something, but Rafe didn’t let up. My eyes rolled back. Lucian gripped my hips harder. “Come on. Give it to us.” Matteo rubbed faster, making me scream around Rafe’s cock as I shattered, thighs shaking. Lucian came right after, groaning as he filled me. He pulled out slowly, watching it drip down my thighs.

Dmitri spat out blood in my direction, an act of disrespect. I stood up from the chair and walked closer to him, raising his chin so he could take a look at me. "Unlike your miserable father, I am the biggest Mafia Lord in the entire city. Every single one of my enemies fears me, and they all have the right to do so. I am showing you mercy by exchanging your freedom for that of your sister, you should be thankful." I let go afterward, and with one last look at him, I walked out of the room.

I loved sucking my husband’s cock but could I got a step further with Damian. It was Thursday night and he was laying on the floor after he finished with me. He was licking himself and I just knelt down, grabbed his cock and started to suck it. I got a mouthful of his pre-cum. I ignored the taste, I was in the zone as they say. I slipped a hand between my legs and masturbated as I sucked Damian’s cock. I had done this with Nicolas but somehow this was more erotic. I did it again several times. Each time Damian would mount me again as if to say thanks.

Once I had cooled down, the nice breeze from the air conditioner felt relaxing and slid over my skin almost like a caress. “Hey, Chiara.” Suzi Valenti, one of the people in the class that I had known for years, called to me and waved. She was a nice girl with bright talent, but the wrong upbringing. From whispers I’d heard from other students, I had learned that her father was some kind of mafia boss who commanded the state. “How was Greece?” she chirped, her fingers stroking the small wooden tripod next to her, and inviting me for a class-long session of gossip, something I knew Axel didn’t approve of.

I tried to stand up but the bitch kicked me off. Oh, Regina. Why do you behave like a man? So tough. "The last time I checked, you're not a part of this mafia group." I chuckled, nodding my head. "Guess he didn't tell you about me. I'm Don DeMarco's sex slave and my job is to satisfy him sexually. When you stormed in earlier like the ill-mannered cat you are, the Don and I were in the middle of something. He can't do without fucking me because I'm sweet in the middle, kitten."

I kept a straight face, and she sat up straight. “I mean, have you ever thought what a mafia man would be without his drink, drugs, and weed? They go hand in hand, don’t they?” I asked, and she gave a gentle nod. “You have a point, but then how do I bypass the authority?” I scoffed when she asked. “You are speaking to Dante Guerra,” I said, adjusting my tie with a smirk on my face. “So, do we have a deal?” I asked, and she nodded, stretching her hand.

He replied to her, standing from his seat to lean on his table. “How can a living subject be sold off without her own consent?” She inserted air quotes around the sold off. For a moment, Marie forgot she was standing in front of someone affiliated to the greatest and most dangerous Mafia group in the country. But, what did she have to lose? She was already brought here against her own will, and it doesn’t seem like anyone is going to answer the question as to why she’s here.

the wolf " Moretti, one of the biggest and most feared real estate mogul. His black suit was as dark as the night outside, his eyes cold especially under that chandelier, the blue eyes shown and looked some type of green. Everyone knew who he was or had heard of him. He was good at what he did and he was known for being ruthless and merciless. Both qualities I did not agree with. But my qualities did not matter in this instance, I needed his help and if sucking up to him will let him help me out then that's what I was going to do. I picked two of the tequila shots I had ordered and drank them before gathering the courage to walk up to his section. To the world I was Kalia Kiari. The daughter

She closed her shop and moved away from Little Italy, wanting to start a new life far away from the dangerous world of the Mafia. She tried to put the past behind her and move forward, but the memories of Lance and her time with the Mafia haunted her. She could not forget the way he had used her and discarded her, the way he had played with her emotions and made her believe that they could make a diference together. She realized that she had been naive to think that someone like him could ever truly care for her.