Owning the Mafia Don

Proserpina

I was delirious with joy.

My man, the man I worshipped, had arranged a wedding for me in secret, with of course, the active support of my sneaky kids and friends,

Lucien raised his head and in his loud, gravelly tenor, he boomed, holding me clutched to his massive chest.

“Ladies and gentlemen,’

I saw Schwartz’s eyes twinkling merrily,

Pulling me closer, he said,

‘ This is My Woman. She is the woman I love, the only woman I want in my life and the woman I want to grow old with.’

I was too overcome to say anything.

*

I knew he did not care for speeches; knew he would never find it easy to make a public declaration of love. But he had actually said this today, for me!

My heart swelled with love for him.

And he lowered his head to kiss me again, a searching, hard stamp that effectively had me weak and clinging to him.

*

Dimly, the sounds of clapping, and then fireworks erupted from the corner of the lawn, making Claude leap up and down, clapping. The nurses had hurried away with the babies earlier at a signal from Beston, I noticed dizzily with joy as I leant back into my lover who held me firmly, his chin on my head.

I tipped my head up to smile at him as the spectacular show came to an end.

“Thank you, my love,’ I whispered.

But he swiftly spun me around and lowered his head. Lucien growled against my mouth,

‘We are about to leave Woman. I am taking you on a honeymoon.’

I reared back in astonishment.

‘Wha.. where? I mean…how can …’

He silenced me again by laying a thick callused finger on my lips.

“Quiet, woman.’

I smiled, my eyes welling up with tears and he made a deep rumbling growl.

Piers was beside us, his solemn face wreathed in smiles.

“Can Rachel and Liam Ghiang have their wedding now?’ he grinned cheekily.

I stepped aside, blushing as my friends stepped forward. Rachel came to me, throwing her arms around me and hugging me.

‘I was wrong, you know, kid. Your Mafia Don is The Man.’ she said in my ear and I blushed.

Then, before the select audience, my dearest friend and her partner exchanged vows, a simple ceremony where they promised to stay together.

I smiled, crying in joy for my friend. Danielle had her arm around Grace’s waist and they kissed discreetly. I gave a gurgle of happiness as I looked at my husband.

‘Come on woman.’ he rasped, impatiently.

“Wait, Lucien. I need to get my things…’, I babbled, clutching his arm.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Even as I began to speak, Ria and Piers appeared beside me.

“We have already packed for you,’ said my daughter gleefully. Piers added, as always, the practical one.

“And if you need anything, you can buy things from there; you have a gift from us too.’ And he proudly handed me a small envelope. I stared in astonishment and then opened it.

A wad of small cash!

They had saved their pocket money and were giving it to me!!!

I sank to my knees, hugging them.

*

Paddy was beside them too, anxious, ‘Why is Mumma crying?’ he said in a small voice, his lower lip trembling ominously.

I enfolded him in my arms too.

Lucien was speaking to Schwartz and Beston.

“Come on, Woman,” he said irritably and he dragged me away even as I blew kisses to my friends and my children.

*

Schwartz helped me get into the car and grinned mysteriously when I turned to him,

‘Where are we…?’

He shook his head.

‘Your Man shall enlighten you, hen.’ he said and bending swiftly, kissed me on my mouth.

“The bride gets a kiss, hey?” he said but his voice was strained. Lucien was inside the car, beside me in a minute and his cold, pale eyes flickered over Schwartz.

I could read his signal.

“She is MINE.’

*

No amount of pleading would make him let on where we were headed. with pleasure and leaning over, I kissed his cheek. e turned his head and

So I settled in the seat as he checked his messages, his brow furrowed.

But I was too happy, too excited to stay still.

In a mood to tease him, I gently let my hand wander over his stubbled jaw, the strong chest, trailing down to his manhood.

Lucien grunted and gripped my hand swiftly.

“Stop it, woman. Unless you want to be f*cked in the back seat of the car like a common wh*re.’

I dimpled mischievously and sighed, leaning over to him and licking his lower lip seductively,

‘Hmmm…why not?’

With a swift movement, Lucien took my mouth, as always dominating me, a hand clamped on my waist. With a flick of his wrist, he shut the partition so that we were effectively secluded. My lovely dress rode up and I casually opened the buttons in the front, revealing my breasts, I knew how my Mafia Don got turned on by them and I was right for he drew in a harsh breath and growled, his eyes on the swollen mounds and hard nipples that were visible.

I smiled and clambered onto his lap.

His eyes were like chips of steel.

Hot steel.

His breathing had become harsher as I gently played with him, kissing him, feather-light kisses along his jaw, unbuttoning his shirt, licking his flat nipples…

Daringly, I gently stroked his fly, aware of his hard member leaking pre-cum.

Daintily, I wriggled out of my panties and my lover watched me, without blinking, his breathing shallow and ragged.

Smiling shyly, I undid my dress, taking it off as I sat on his lap. All the while, he watched me, unblinkingly, his eyes on my body, hands hard as they gripped my waist.

His eyes slid to my bared breasts and audaciously, I unhooked the bra, tossing it onto the seat. Lucien snarled as he looked at my breasts, the nipples already firm and hard, aching to have him use them any way he wanted.

“You are a dirty little girl, aren’t you?’ he gritted through his teeth.

I touched my nipples, and sighed,

‘Yes Master.’ He took a hoarse breath and his nostrils flared.

“Little…’ he grunted, using a crude expletive that made me turn pink with embarrassment.

I leaned into him and kissed him, wrapping my arms around his neck, the strong shoulders, kissing him, making him aware of how much I loved him, wanted him…. His arm around my waist tightened and he growled deep within, making me tremble.

What was I doing?

I was no longer in control.

I was once again Lucien’s plaything.

*

‘Take out my c*ck, woman.’ came the hoarse order and he nipped my neck for emphasis to show who was the boss.

I complied eagerly, aware that my thighs were also wet with arousal, knew that he could see it, and smell my arousal as it dripped down my thighs.

Just sitting on his fully clothed lap, feeling the hardness of his member, had made me dripping wet.

‘My Master.’ I breathed and kissed him. He took a nipple in his large hand, rolling the nub harshly and I moaned.

With trembling hands, I managed to take out his thick, manhood which was already leaking with pre-cum.

The sight of his manhood made me shiver in anticipation. The thick mushroom head, the heavily veined member…I stroked his heavy balls and he grunted.

‘ Suck,’ he ordered hoarsely and I slid down to take him in my mouth, licking and sucking, naked at his feet as he watched me, narrow-eyed, a hand on my head.

He grunted and I knew he would come soon.

With an oath, he hefted me up onto his lap again. His fingers dug into my flesh but I was welcoming the pain, the feeling of being owned by this man I loved.

I whimpered as he held my waist, his c*ck rearing and erect as he lowered me, gently onto his thick member. I was wet and prepared for him but his largeness and the way he lost control when he thrust into me, had me crying out.

I fell forward onto his chest and he bit my lip as he kissed me, the large hands kneading my breasts and my soft as* punishingly.

‘Not a sound, wh*re,’ he ordered gruffly and I nodded, panting. I lowered my face and sank my teeth into his neck as he pounded into me and he gave a satisfied grunt.

I sobbed as the feeling in me intensified and then, I was biting him, raking my nails down his arms and back as I came, trying not to scream in ecstasy.

He kept pounding me, his strong thighs lifting and hammering his manhood into me. I was naked, perched on his lap, having dared the lion and getting what I deserved. His face was harsh, hell-bent on punishing me for having teased him and aroused him. My large breasts bounced crazily and he made a bestial noise as he bent his head to capture a ripe teat between his teeth. With one hand, he gripped my wrists behind my back and I was balanced on his lap helplessly, throwing my head back, as I swallowed the cries I wanted to make. I wanted to scream as I felt myself come, the harsh feel of his teeth on the sensitive nub sending waves of pain and pleasure coursing down my body.

Lucien Delano was in command and I was like a doll he was using for his pleasure.

My lover was carrying me to dizzying heights, as I tried not to scream in ecstasy.

And then, he shuddered as he emptied his load in me, his mouth on my breast, biting me and I sagged in surrender.

I sobbed into his shoulder as he ejaculated. And shuddered with a final orgasm, clutching his shoulders, digging my nails into his shoulders.

*

After a while, still on his lap, held in his large embrace, I smiled tiredly and whispered.

‘” How long will it take to get …?’

Drily, Lucien replied, his mouth against my hair,

“Woman, we must be circling the airfield for the nth time now. ‘

*

As the meaning of what he was saying sank in, I raised my head in shock and he gave a small smile of amusement, flicking a finger against my swollen mouth.

“What…?’ I exclaimed in horror.

‘My boys know when the boss is getting a f*ck,’ he said arrogantly, eyes narrowed, taking in my shocked expression with amusement and I noticed that the car was moving slowly, smoothly. In fact, it had been moving in the same way for quite some time!

Horrified, I buried my face in my hands, overcome with embarrassment and this time, Lucien laughed out loud, holding me against his chest.

“Little girl,’ he said and his voice was full of affection,

‘You can tease me and play the sl*t for me, but when you think of people knowing we were f*cking in the back of the car, you feel shocked! ‘

Here he bit my earlobe, a hand snaking to my taut nipple, pinching the nub, making me shiver.

“Prude,’ he whispered and kissed me tenderly.