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Substitute Wife for the Mafia King R18

[WARNING: EXPLICIT MATURE CONTENT] Dahlia thought that she would be marrying the man of her dreams when she took her twin sister’s place in a political marriage. After spending a passionate night with her groom, she wakes up to find that he wasn’t who she thought he was. Instead of marrying her twin’s fiancé who was her first and forbidden love, she ended up marrying Bradon, the man known as the Mafia King of the underworld. With her sister gone after eloping with her lover and with the country’s economic stability at stake, Dahlia has no choice but to continue playing the role of Bradon’s willing wife. Little does she know that being the Mafia King’s wife would be so physically and emotionally demanding. Being married to the cold, calculating, and dominant Mafia King changes Dahlia’s life forever as his seductive touches tame her body and ignites her soul. With each kiss and caress, he teaches her of pleasures unlike any she has ever known and shows her a way to escape her dark past. Shunned by society and her parents since childhood for always being second to her twin sister, Dahlia’s life had never been easy. With no one to take her side, Dahlia was used to fending for herself, but what if her only way to survive this time around is to find the key to unlock her husband’s cold heart? My other books: Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion, Forbidden Heat, Love Slave to My Devil CEO Boss, Conquering the Emperor, The Alpha Prince's Purchased Maid, and Lust Contracts Support me on Patreon: Real Fantasies Stories

Realfantasies · Urban
Not enough ratings
399 Chs

Can't Take it Slow

“Please…what?” he asked mockingly.

I moaned softly when he began swirling my clit around with his fingertip while occasionally applying more pressure. It felt like all my senses had been awakened and the pleasure from his teasing touch was driving me wild with need. Just when I thought that he would give me a break, Bradon pressed his fingertip hard against my clit before pinching it and rolling it between his fingertips. I knew that he was teasing me, and that I was also reacting the way that he wanted me to. He took in my every reaction as my body unraveled right in front of him. The sweet and seductive torture that he was putting me through quickly became unbearable.

I can’t take it anymore…

“Ahh! Ahhh…Please…Fuck me…Fuck me already!” I cried out demandingly.

“Good. Beg me, Leya. Beg for my cock…” Bradon whispered seductively to me.