MY Possessive Mafia Men
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MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 133: You Will Break Me

Chapter 133: You Will Break Me Angelia

Riccardo finally let go of my aching nipple and instead focused on my throat, replaceing my sensitive spot just behind my ear. His hands stroked my body, worshiping my flesh as he rocked into me and filling my ass with his dick again and again. My nerves sang with a fierceness as he activated damn near every one of them. I could feel the orgasm getting closer with watch thrust and I had to close my eyes, steeling myself for what I knew would rock me to my core.

"Look at me," he grunted.

"I want to see you when you cum."

Shaking my head, I tried to tell him I couldn't but I couldn't even open my damn mouth let alone my eyes. Tears pressed against my eyelids and my muscles tightened in preparation for what would surely break me. I was not ready for this. A hard slap on my breasts made my eyes open. wide in shock as the sting on my nipple traveled straight down to my clit. Looking up at his face, I saw a satisfied expression.

"Much better, next time you follow my fucking command." He growled, his eyes narrowed in warning.

The way he was dominating me, not just with his body but with his words, finally did it. A hoarse cry left my mouth as I exploded and my ass pulsed around his dick. He let himself go alongside me. There was an intimacy in holding eye contact with a person as you both orgasmed. For a few seconds, your souls were bare to each other, revealing things neither was quite ready to admit out loud but wanted to share, nevertheless. I saw a tenderness in him that made my heart hurt and made my stomach flutter with butterflies. There was warmth in there and something really close to adorable. I didn't know what he saw in mine, I only knew he liked whatever it was if the soft smile was any indication.

These men were fucking me up and not just in the physical sense. He was careful as he pulled out and laid down on the other side of me, situating me between him and Marshall. His chest glistened with sweat while I was just about soaked all the way through by now. For a couple blissful moments, I was allowed to collect myself. My pulse was pounding at a rapid pace as if I had run a marathon and it damn well felt like it. Just one more to go and I would reach the finish line.

At the reminder of the last person standing, I looked up at Kingston. He was standing over us in

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the same place he had been since we got to the bed. His clothes were still on and I had a suspicion they would stay on until I could no longer look. It bothered me that he wouldn't allow me to watch him while he was naked. The short moment when I found him in the kitchen while he was unaware of me bombarded my mind and my pussy freaking clenched at the image I had of him shirtless. He was bulky, all muscle and no fat. His skin was covered with breathtaking artwork that I could stare at for hours, trying to decipher their meaning. If they had any at all.

All I could

the tattoos swirling around his neck and on his hands. That was hot on e now were itself but seeing the whole package couldn't be beaten. He was massive and while was about the same height as Marshall and a few inches shorter than Riccardo, it still seemed like he towered over them both all the same. When I looked at Kingston, all I could think of to describe him was dangerous. It wasn't just the might in his body or the power rolling off him that made him look threatening, it was his face too. The way his square jaw was clenched tight, his mouth set in a hard line and his dark eyes narrowed with permanent anger, it was there in the lines on his forehead from frowning and the lack of smile lines around his eyes. His expression was hard, there was no give.

He was the definition of dark and mysterious and I wanted to pry open that thick wall of his and see what he hid beneath. The man in question narrowed his eyes at me as if he could read my mind. I knew I had a battle ahead if I ever wanted to get through his walls because he would surely fight me every step of the way but I didn't mind. He was worth fighting for.

"Go on your hands and knees." He ordered me, the low gruffness of his voice stirred the last ember of arousal inside me.

He started unbuttoning the top of his shirt but stopped when I wasn't following his command. His jaw clenched with the anger of not being obeyed but to be fair, I literally couldn't move. My muscles shook when I tried to use them and I found it next to impossible to pick myself up.

"Get on your hands and knees." He groaned, emphasizing each word.

"I can't," I bit out.

"I can't, daddy." I added, my brain muddled with the overstimulation.

Finally realizing that I wasn't purposely disobeying, he nodded at his friends and signaled that they should help me. Instead of going on my hands and knees like Kingston wanted, they turned me around and put two flat pillows under my hips, elevating my ass up in the air and I laid my head down on my arms. "You can use your safe word if you can't take it anymore." Marshall offered me an out as he looked down at my exhausted body.

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"I don't need it, sir." I assured him, though my voice came out raspy and tired.

"As long as you listen to your body, there is no shame in stopping." He added, giving me a gen smile.

"I know," I muttered.

While I was tired, I wanted to complete this. Tonight, I needed to have them all.

"Blindfold her." Kingston whispered to one of them.

I could feel the bed on my side move as Riccardo opened what sounded like the nightstand and got back to me. I lifted my head up enough for him to put the blindfold on me. He brushed a fev hair strands away from my face that had gotten loose from my braid before the cool silky mater was placed over my eyes. I wasn't surprised he wanted me blindfolded, I had figured out he had some serious issues with me seeing naked, though I had no idea why.

The sound of clothing dropped to the floor reached my ears and my heart thudded harder in my chest. One day, he was going to let me see him and I was determined to make that happen. How didn't know but it would happen. He moved up the bed placing himself behind me and I let out a sigh as he palmed my ass and massaged my cheeks. He spread them enough for him to see my asshole and pussy clearly and even after everything that had happened tonight, I still managed to blush, knowing what he was looking at. Although, I wasn't embarrassed, only a teeny tiny bit shy.

For the third time tonight, I heard the lube bottle cap open and my eyes widened behind the blindfold. Droplets of liquid dripping down my ass crack and I stiffened. He wouldn't, he fucking wouldn't. Having Riccardo's dick in there was more than enough and Kingston's girth was even bigger than his. When I felt the thick head of his dick prod my ass, I started objecting.

"Daddy," I cried out, feeling him begin to push inside and his tip stretching me to the point of tears wetting the silky material over my eyes.

"You will break me." I added, I was sure of it and I couldn't possibly handle him or could I? One of his hands stroked my back soothingly and he stopped with only the tip inside me.

"You can take me." He said with conviction, his voice shook as he forced himself to hold still and not push further inside.

"I can't," I insisted, frightened by his size.

I squirmed, trying to get away but somehow only managed to take him deeper inside me. He groaned as I stretched around him but he didn't move.

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"Do you trust me?" Hís question made me pause and I stilled beneath him. Of course, I trusted

him.

"Yes, daddy. I do." I whispered back honestly,

"Good girl," the hand that stroked my back moved down to my ass and along with his other hand, he started massaging me again,

A tension I didn't realize I had eased under his skillful touch and he didn't try to push me to take more than his tip. At least, not yet and all he did was calming me down, easing my stiff muscles. Chapter Comments

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