Her Mate Turns out to be the Mafia King

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down my back, and I can't help the way I grind down against him. The small sparks from his touch are making me want

to be doing, given the fact that this morning I tore him a new one for being rude to another girl. It's the fact that he's technically my boss and I don't know a thing about hi

s feeling

center. My body is begging for him and it's killing me. We have so much clothes still between us. I tuck my hand under his suit jacket and run my hands over

e too breathlessly an

ok down at me better and looks co

I tell him. "We can't d

t doesn't move away from me to check it.

ing to stop me when I'm this hard?"

off me, but he grabs my arms

efore he seals them with a kiss that steals all my protests away. It's a kiss that ign

don't want to be responsible if his condition worsens. Despite my inner turmoil, my resolve falters when he bites my lip, a mix of pleasure and pain that elicits an involuntary gasp, g

on,

a

f this moment had made me

aling the wound. I've never healed a wound this bad, but if we are going to do this, I won't let him be hurt. So I focus on that power

eathes, his voice laced

. "I can't go forward withou

r arsenal." He says, and all the heat that had been coursing th

ark truth-I possess a power that could be wielded as a soft weapon, a tool for manipulation. All

hin me, and he regards me with confusion. The atmosphere that once crackled with te

, my voice trembling as I attem

in covered head board. I, on the other hand, try my best to cover myself in the jacket

the sudden change?" He

ill prominent arousal beneath his slacks. For a fleeting moment, I'm tempted to a

his face and he has a serio

n voice quivering sligh

one laced with authority, a mag

he bed, but since I don't know where things are going now, I decide to climb down off the bed and walk around it to stand next to him. He looks up at me and then down at his shirt

nough that he can pull my hand and place it over his injury. He leads my hand across

healed me.

mirk that I'm quickly associat

u. Right. Now." He turns himself sideways just enoug

ulders to keep myself from crashing too hard down on him. It's a crazy disp

ace to face and his eyes lock with mine. That flare of light in his eyes appears again and I can feel the rush of electricity go straight dow

e beautiful

he lets out a long groan when my body

trol myself." He warns, but I'm in some sort of

badly I want to feel it again. I can't help but rock myself over his lap beca

ling us again so that my back is on

iss and moves off the bed. I lift myself up on my elbows and watch as he reaches down to his pants and undoes them until I see the white of his boxers. His pants hit the ground,

he's moving back to the bed and grabbin

hes the jacket away, exposing my body to him. His eyes take me in and his eyes darken at the sight of

My hands drop away and I let

nd the urge to run away is growing by th

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wers flaring up

it only makes me crave her when

olf

e that he se

at

he is a h

I stomp over to the b

ell. When I pull the jacket she's wearing open, there is

ined fabric comes off, e

and the way her neck and chest turn slightly pink along

has my protective instincts kicking into gear. Why is she no

n the rest of the clothes she's wearing. I cut the fabric of

ront of me, I drink i

owls at the feast