Merciless Prince: A Dark Mafia Romance (Brutal Reign Book 1)

There’s that smile. The one that’s mine and mine only.

Right now, it’s exactly where it belongs, and that makes my heart fucking sing. When I see her, everything else fades away.

“You’re home early,” Elisa says after her teacher has respectfully dipped her head and shuffled out of the room. Sunlight still drifts in through the open windows. It’s a first, me leaving work in the middle of the afternoon. But we got a lot done before lunch, and while there’s always more to do, it can wait. My desire for Elisa can’t.

“I didn’t want to keep you waiting,” I grin.

“You came home to see me?”

Home.

That’s the second time she’s said that. It’s nice to hear it come from those perfect lips.

Those lips. They’re mine.

I make up the ground between us and give her a kiss. At first, she’s too surprised to react, but then she melts into me and I get a greeting from her tongue. I could fuck her right here right now. But first, I want to hear her ask for it.

“Does that answer your question?” I smirk when our lips finally fall apart.

“All it tells me is that you’re horny.”

I palm her ass and squeeze. A muffled gasp of arousal swirls from her juicy lips. They need to be around my cock. “Only for you, princess.”

Elisa presses her hand against my chest. Her eyes wander downwards. I can tell that she’s conflicted. Understandable. I doubt she was expecting any of this when I first took her. I know I wasn’t.

“Thank you for this,” Elisa says shyly. She’s talking about my gifts.

“Don’t thank me,” I respond, keeping my grip tight around her ass. “It wasn’t out of the kindness of my heart. You know what I do for a living. Sometimes, I’ll need someone to tend to my wounds.”

“I’m sure you have the best doctors available to you.”

She only resists for a moment when I gently caress her jaw and pull her gaze back up to mine. “I need someone I can trust. Plus, I don’t want to make you jealous. Because I know you would be if someone else was using their hands on me.”

“I would not be jealous!”

With a swift push I slam us both against the nearest wall. The mirror wobbles from the force. Elisa gasps with surprise.

“I thought I told you not to lie to me, princess. Now tell me, if another woman were to care for me, would you be jealous?”

For a moment, Elisa tries to fight off giving me what I want. But it’s only an instinct, and she caves quickly enough. “… Yes,” she admits. “Do any other women care for you?”

“Probably,” I tease. “But that doesn’t mean I care for them back.”

To make her believe it, I take her wrist and lead her hand down to my cock. It rages with lust beneath my pants.

“Are you tired from your long day of work?” I ask her.

“… No.”

“Would you like me to fuck you again?”

The way she swallows her fear is intoxicating. It’s so innocent. But the look in her eyes is anything but. She wants to be defiled again. Devoured. I can do that for her.

All it takes is a nod and we’re wild beasts again.

Her sun dress is so light that it floats to the other side of the room when I throw it aside. By the time it hits the floor, my shirt is off too. I kiss Elisa’s exposed skin, tracing the lines of her beauty with my tongue. She squirms underneath me, taking the pleasure. Then, to my surprise, I feel her hands working on my belt.

“Do you want my cock, princess?” I ask after grazing my teeth along her throat.

“Yes. I want you to fuck me again.”

With my help, we free my erection from its confines. Immediately, Elisa takes it in her hands and starts rubbing, just like I taught her in the shower. Hot pleasure grips my body as she works and I make my move to free her tits from her bra.

She sighs when the lingerie falls to her feet. My lips are instantly latched around her little pink nubs. The softness of her tits and the innocent scent of them drives me wild. I suck and nibble and squeeze, moving back and forth between the two until she bends so sharply that she might break if I don’t stick something in to straighten her out.

“Delicious…” I slip my fingers under the top of her panties and slide them off. She kicks them away, still pumping my cock, but I force her hand aside when I crouch down and shove my face between her legs.

“Aiden!” she screams. I can’t remember if the door is still open, but I don’t care. Anyone who hears us will know to stay away. We’re alone here, and I want to make Elisa shout.

Her sweet nectar tastes like heaven to my tongue. The swollen state of her clit makes it easy to suck on, and as I spread apart her legs to get more, she slowly faints to the floor.

“Are you sure you’re ready for more, princess?” I ask before entering her with a finger.

“Yes. I am. Please fuck me.”

The naughty girl. How corrupted she’s become.

Her pink walls clench around my finger as I test her waters. Somehow, she feels even tighter than yesterday. It will be a miracle if I can fit my stiff cock in her again, but with the way she’s begging for it, I’m starting to believe in miracles.

Who would have thought that the D’Ignoti princess would be begging for me?

But as I pull my finger out and climb on top of her, I know that the D’Ignoti princess isn’t the one begging for me.

It’s Elisa Kilpatrick who wants me.

The marriage ceremony will just be a formality. She’s mine. It’s my princess whose hips swirl below me. It’s the future Kilpatrick queen whose pussy lips spread apart as I break through her tightness with my cock. It’s my bride-to-be who squeals with delight with the first thrust.

Elisa’s nails dig into my back and her passageway clenches around my girth. She likes it when I smother her with my body, so that’s exactly what I do. Her teeth dig into my biceps as I wrap my arms around her neck and start to give it to her as hard as she can take.

I’m still holding back, but only barely. The princess isn’t ready to go completely primal yet, but each pump prepares her more and more.

When she shakes like an earthquake underneath me and her walls close in around my cock so tightly it almost hurts, I lose control. Without picking up speed, I increase the power of my thrusts. With each one, our skin smacks together, echoing through the room like claps of thunder. Soon, the whole world is a cacophony of our passion.

Then she twists ever so slightly and I explode. Elisa only grabs onto me tighter when the cum erupts from my throbbing head. She drinks up my seed with her pussy, gyrating back and forth as if trying to massage more out of me.

When every last ounce has been milked, I fall on top of her. A gentle kiss to the forehead tells her it’s over for now, but when I go to pull out, she just wraps her legs around me tighter and tries to hold me in place.

Elisa may not be physically strong enough to keep me from doing what I want, but emotionally, she just changed my mind. I’m not done with her yet. “You want more, little flower?” I ask, my cock already hardening back up inside of her.

Her breaths are deep and staggered, but she takes in a heavy howl of air before responding. “You gave me two gifts today,” she says, her fingernails tracing the scars on my back. “I might as well repay the favor with two of my own.”

The sly fox. Her words make me go fully erect. She’s more cunning that I give her credit for. Elisa knows full well that I gave her the gardening tools and medical training not just to make her happy, but also to get something out of her. Now, she’s using the same logic against me. Elisa knows I want her. She knows that this passion is addicting. But she also knows that I’m aware of just how much she wants me too.

Just like my gifts to her, her two gifts for me will benefit the both of us. I get to fuck her again and she gets to be fucked by me once more.

But if she’s able to think so clearly, I obviously haven’t done my job properly. I want to fuck her brains out. Make her comatose like she was this morning when I left her in bed.

I may slowly be falling for the brain behind this body, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to make it spill out of her ear when I fuck her.

“Let’s take this back to your bed,” I say. Cupping her ass, I push myself up. But my cock doesn’t leave her pussy. I never want to leave her pussy again.

“We can’t go like this!” she says, mortified.

“Princess, we can go anywhere we please however we please. Soon, you’ll be my queen. People are just going to have to get used to doing as you please.”

“And you? You’ll do as I please?”

“I’ll do you,” I smirk. “And I’ll make sure you explode with pleasure.”

Fuck her bed. My cock is already rock hard again. With a gentle push, I slam her back against the wall. “Would you like to see how you’ll be fucked when you’re my queen?”

Elisa’s pussy clenches around my cock. Her breaths deepen and her eyes turn into slits. She’s ravenous.

“Yes. Fuck me, my king.”

My king. She gets it now. And so do I.

We’re the future. This is us. Royal and savage and insatiable.

I’ve conquered her, and now she wants to conquer me.

I’ll give her a shot. But when you come at the king, you better not miss.

“Princess, let’s see what you can really handle.”