She’s Mine episode 24

😠SHE’S MINE😠

THEME: {She’s claimed by the heartless mafia}

✍️Written By Precious Pinky✍️

🌹Chapter Twenty-Four 🌹

Warning: This chapter contains matured scenes, don’t read if you are below 18, or if you are too righteous and a saint. Don’t say you weren’t warned🔞.

~Pleasure of doubt~

“If you keep doing that I won’t be able to stop myself.”

“Then don’t stop.”

And he didn’t. It was more like he’d been waiting for her permission to continue and to go deeper.

He crashed his l-ips against hers once again. Their l-ips moved in sync and her eyes flutters closed as a sense of peacefulness sparked between them.

Never have she ever felt this way towards any man before. Not even Julius. Which was kind of a surprise to her. Like seriously, she could swear to any form of deity professing her love for Julius.

Stupid, right?

His fingers roamed her body, touching and teasing her benevolently.

This was wrong. Her subconsciousness kept telling her. She was cheating on Julius, her legitimate boyfriend. She was breaking their promise to each other. She was giving herself to a man who doesn’t worth her. To a monster like him.

She should pull away, warning him never to touch or come close to her again. Yes, that was the right thing to do. That’s what a reasonable person will do….

She wasn’t reasonable…. she couldn’t pull away. She couldn’t stop. She wanted this. She wanted him. This moment everything felt right. They…felt right.

Eventually, he stopped k-ssing her and proceeded in taking off her top. He skillfully unclasped her b-ra, trailing k-sses on her earlobe and neck, making her a mo-ning mess.

Victoria arched her back, requesting for more. Pleading with him to take her once and for all. rom-no chuckles at her impatient. He was teasing her and he enjoys doing so but she wasn’t.

She threw her head back, granting him more access to pepper her neck with his hot k-sses _he did just that_

The room surprisingly seemed so small and stuffy for them. She suddenly became very hot even with the fact that all of the windows were wide open and fresh air were penetrating in _it still felt stuffy_

Maybe it was the fire burning in,side of her that was the problem.

Maybe it was the wetness she could feel in between her legs.

Maybe….

Victoria mo-ned as soon as she felt his fingertips over her er-cted n!pple.

This was all new to her. She was a V-rgin to begin with… he would be the first guy ever to have his way in,side her and break her V-rginity.

Does she really want that?

Was he the better option?

What about Julius?

Shouldn’t she stop thi_

Her thinking was cut off as she felt a sudden wetness in her n!pple. She open her eyes and look down at it, rom-no’s mouth were on her n!pple, she mo-ned uncontrollably, pressing his face closer to her br-ast.

He s-ckled, nibbled and chewed on her br-ast driving her wild.

Her core were aching her, she began grinding herself on him to ease the feelings in between her legs.

She wanted more.

His mouth went on to the other br-ast, his palm cupped the other. While his mouth were doing magic to one of her br-ast, his hand were performing its own magic to the other.

Victoria couldn’t stifle the mo-n. She don’t know if she was a loud scre-mer during s€x or not and that’s because she has never had s€x but right now, judging by how loud she was it seems like she was a loud scre-mer.

There was a swift movement, her back was now against the soft mattress while rom-no hovered over her. They were both gazing into each other eyes.

“How does that feel?” He asked, trailing his fingers over her h¡p.

She was breathless. “I…” Her voice trailed off.

“should I stop?” She quickly shakes her head ‘no’ as soon as he asked, surprising herself. “What to you want me to do then?” He questioned, acting not to know. Or maybe he just wanted her to say it with her own mouth and heck no, there’s no way she was going to tell him to pleasure her with her own mouth. “What do you want me to do, Amore.” He asked again, taking his fingers down to her inner th-gh. Her breathing were shaky, her heart were thumping fast and loud, she was afraid it was going to explode.

“I…” She couldn’t say the word out. She felt like begging him to pleasure her but her pride wouldn’t let her do it.

He smirked, knowing exactly what’s keeping her from saying what she wants. “I won’t do anything unless you talk.” He threatened, his fingers were now circling around her core, making her mo-n again. “What do you want, Victoria?” He asked again, calling her by her name this time around.

“You.” She breaths out, pushing her pride away. “F-ck, I want you so badly, rom-no.” She said.

That brought a devious smirk to his face. “Master.” He corrected.

She raised a brow at him. “What?”

“Call me master, Amore.” He Instructed. “What do you want, Amore?”

She shouldn’t have given in to his request. She should have just push him away from her body and walk out of this place, refusing to call him that but instead she did this.

“I want you, Master.”

Yes. She was desperate.

“Good girl.” She didn’t know when he went on his knees, her entrance were facing him. Her eyes went wide seeing him on his knees. She was always the one to go on her knees but now was different. “Just for you.” He said, referring to him kneeling down.

She suddenly felt his middle finger in,side her. He was literally fingering her right now. Victoria has never been fingered in the pu$$y until now.

“F-ck.” She mo-ned. Grinding herself against his finger. He ins**ted two more fingers, stretching her.

“Shit, you are tight.” He said. Going in and out of her. Victoria was a mo-ning mess.

She could feel something building up in,side of her. She was so f-cking close _She suddenly climax, breathing heavily.

But rom-no was no way near stop. She looks down at him, he winked, as he licked the fingers that were just in,side of her, she found it nasty and hot at the same. Slowly, his face started nearing her entrance. Her eyes w¡dened in shock and horror when she felt his tongue on her w-t entrance.

She shut her eyes close, mo-ning. “Open your eyes, Victoria.” He simply stated. “Watch me pleasure you.” He said.

She obeyed.

She slowly opened her eyes, staring down at him as he slide his tongue in,side her entrance. Victoria gasped. He continuously swept his tongue over her dripping pu$$y making her mo-n in the most unladylike ways.

She was going to make a move when she felt a sudden pain on her wounded stomach area, making her hiss in pain and pleasure. (Her stomach isn’t bandage, the wounded s₱0t was only plastered.)

“Ow!”

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“What were you doing that made you put pressure on the wound?” The doctor asked, packing up his bags.

Victoria face flushed as her gaze went up to rom-no whose face look so peacefully calm. How the hell does he do that? She wondered to herself.

“I’m sorry.” She didn’t know what else to say but that.

“You don’t need to apologize to me, miss. You are the one suffering the pain and not me.” He said.

He was right.

“Would she be okay, doc?” rom-no questioned, folding his arms across his chest.

“Sure. It wasn’t very serious. But you just have to stick to her so she won’t do anything stupid like putting pressure on the wound like she has just done.”

If only he knew just what pressure it was…. If only he knew that, that Greek god standing in front of him was actually the cause. If only….

“Alright. You heard him, Amore. Stop putting pressure on your wound.” He said, feigning innocence.

*Traitor bastard.* Victoria thought to herself, glaring at him.

Does that sentence even make sense?

“I should get going.” The doctor said, carrying his bag. “Take care, Miss.” He smiled warmly at her.

“Bye doctor.” She replied. She watched as he left the room alongside rom-no.

She was the only one in the room now. Her mind wandered off to Julius for the hundredth time today.

He was busy working his ass off to get the money to free her from this place while she was here almost about to f-ck with the captor.

Who the hell does that? Well, obviously her.

She suppose to have a sting of regret but she didn’t. She felt nothing towards her actions. She felt no regret or sadness. If anything, she still want rom-no.

Shocking, right?

This was crazy. She was crazy.

rom-no walked back into the room. She was about to sit upright when she felt his hand on her shoulder, stopping her from sitting up.

“You can’t. You need to rest.” He said, concern were written on his face.

“Hmm.” She hummed, lying down back.

“I shouldn’t have done anything stupid. I almost hurt you. Again.”

“And when did you hurting me start to have effect on you?” That was meant to be a joke but it didn’t turn out that way to him. His face fell at those words. “Hey, I was only joking.” She said.

“I’m sorry, Amore.” He apologized again.

He is beginning to apologize to her more frequently. She likes this side of him.

She smiled, patting the empty space beside her. “Lie with me.” He didn’t budge. “Please.” She added. rom-no stood up to his feet and went to lie beside her.

They both lay there, gazing up at the ceilings.

“I asked you for it.” She said, breaking the silence.

“I shouldn’t have listened.”

“Then you will hurt me.” She pointed out, smiling. Before he knew it, she was resting her head against his chest. “I’m grateful.” rom-no didn’t say anything. A comfortable silence fell between them until she spoke again. “Your heart is beating.”

“What is that suppose to mean?” He questioned.

“It means you have a heart.”

“Everyone does.” He stated.

“Yeah. I know. But sometimes I always forget you possess a heart as well.” rom-no kept mute. Her fingers began to trail the tattoos on his body. “Were they painful?” She find herself asking.

It took him a while to know what she was talking about. “Yes.” He responded. “Not the tattoos. The scars were.”

“What does this snow mean?” She asked pointing at it.

“It reminds me of the day my mother died. I had the season imprinted in my body so I won’t forget that day.” He answered calmly. He was playing with her hair now.

“How about this gun?”

“It signifies my new life. My fate.” He replied.

“Do you have any drawings here that signifies something good. Something better?” She asked.

“Nothing good have ever happened to me, Amore. I don’t deserve anything good. Every tattoo drawn on my body Signifies my life, my pain, everything. And nothing among them is for good.” He said.

She didn’t anything. She just kept trailing the tattoos. “I’m sorry.” Why was she apologizing? She doesn’t know. But she felt the need to apologize. Maybe it was on the behalf of his mother for leaving at that tender age. Or maybe it was on behalf of his father of having treating him badly. She just felt the urge to apologize to him.

He k-ssed the top of her head. “Go to sleep, Amore.”

She let out a breath, shutting her eyes close and snuggling in closer to his warm body.

Before she fell asleep, a thought came into her mind. rom-no has given her a reason of doubt. A doubt of her feelings for Julius. It was more like a pleasure of doubt.

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# To Be Continued…