Twisted Devotion to My Mafia Kings

Ten

Nico

Her mouth tasted like sin, sugar, and poison all combined into one. Her cherry red lips were soft and pillow against my own. Her fingers scraped from my pecks and into the hair on my nape. I could get drunk on her taste. The feeling of her body in my arms, the heat of her framed perfectly between our bodies as if we were a puzzle, and she was the missing piece.

Dominic licked a path up her neck and nibbled on the lobe of her ear as his fingers deftly dragged the straps of her dress down her shoulders. I pulled back from her lips and she laid her head back against Dominic's shoulder as I finished the job of stripping the fabric from her body. Her skin shone with a shimmer in the low lighting in the room. She had a raven tattoo on her collarbone and floral and geometric patterns down her arms forming a sleeve of delicate and beautiful ink. A pang of familiarity hit me. She was like a portrait waiting for the artists to finish painting.

I pulled the dress down inch by inch, savoring the creamy skin that had me salivating like a starving animal. Her breasts spilled, and I leaned in and flicked her bare n****e with the tip of my tongue. Her body jolted.

"So sensitive," I purred. The green silk fell to the floor, and she was left standing in front of us with a lacy thong that hugged her curves in a way that made me jealous and black strappy heels that made her legs look a mile long. I wanted to rip the fabric from her skin with my teeth just so I had the chance to be closer to her than the material covering her body from my view.

The sound of her heavy breaths was the only thing I could hear. Her chest was heaving as Dominic massaged her chest in his grasp. I bit my lip as I stood back and appraised her form. She looked like a goddess. She looked like a succubus seducing us as her prey. She wouldn't escape this room. Not without being thoroughly wrecked. Part of me thought we were the ones being demolished, but I shook the thought off as I stalked towards her.

She eyed me with dilated eyes. I stripped my clothes, slowly. Piece by piece. My belt was thrown onto the bed as I had ideas for that later. By the time I was close enough to her, I was standing stark naked. Her eyes had drifted to my aching and swollen length. Dominic had just sucked me off an hour ago and here I was ready to come again just from looking at her.

My fingers came up and wrapped around her throat, testing the waters. I had no doubt in my mind that this woman was no fan of plain vanilla s*x. I had a feeling that she wanted it dirty. That she wanted it crazed and feral. I was certain that she wanted it as unfiltered and raw as I liked. As we liked. Because Dominic and I were a pair. It would always be a combined decision. A shared desire.

As I squeezed gently, giving just enough pressure to show but not enough to completely choke or cut off her air, her eyes flashed. She pushed herself further into my grip. I smirked deviously at her. What other depraved and twisted things did this little devil like?

She was pure temptation and I was getting lost. Getting dragged deeper and deeper into her trap. I thrust my hard c**k up and over her silk covered p***y and her leg came up and wrapped around my hips. I picked her up and walked her over to the bed before tossing her into the middle of it and climbing onto of her, nestling my hips in-between her own and ravishing her mouth with my own. Plunging my tongue into her wet heat, tasting her, claiming her.

I heard the clatter of clothes behind me as Dominic stripped completely. He grabbed the belt I had thrown onto the bed and gripped one of the girl's arms, looping the leather around her wrist. She moaned as she realized what we were doing. I released her mouth from my control, sitting back on my haunches as she writhed against my hips.

"Give him your other hand, little devil," I commanded, and she obeyed instantly. Shivers rolled over my body at the pure submission she showed.

When her hands were bound and secured, I pulled them up and grabbed one of the hooks that were built into the frame of the bed. I fastened the leather immobilizing her arms. Her icy gray eyes stared up at us both with an overwhelming amount of desire. I felt Dominic come up behind me and kiss my neck as I watched the little minx we had tied to our bed.

Her eyes zeroed in on the point of contact and I leaned against him, letting her watch, observe. Her body twisted and shuttered as she pulled against her binds. Dominic bit into my neck, causing me to groan. God, I loved the bite of pain. His hands settled on my hips, and he pulled me against him. I could feel how hard he was, how turned on he was.

"Spread those pretty thighs for me, sexy girl" I cooed. She did and my eyes rolled into the back of my head at the sight of the wet patch in the center of her panties.

Dominic pressed his hand between my shoulder blades and pushed me down towards her center. I smirked, feeling him kneeling behind me.

"Wrap your legs around his face, little devil." Dominic ordered. I felt his teeth nip at my hip and I took that as my cue and rip the panties from her thighs. She would never be getting these back.

I leaned in and bit into her thigh. I expected her to push me away or even cry out, but she proved me wrong by moaning and grinding her hips up towards me. I placed a hand on her stomach just above her pelvis and pushed her back down onto the bed holding her still as I licked a long line up her center.

"Oh f**k!" She cursed out and I smirked. Such a pretty voice.

I felt the wet strength of Dominic's tongue against my rim and groaned into the center of her thighs. I licked her again and again, holding her hips still and feeling her thighs squeeze against me. Her cries of pleasure and the zaps of intensity I felt from him behind me were like an overwhelming sense of ecstasy. We were eating each other like sinners devouring our last meal.

I teased her entrance with a finger as I swirled my tongue over her clit. Her words grew incoherent. A chorus of pleases and curses. I pushed my finger in and gripped her hip as tight as I could with my other hand. God, she was so warm, wet and tight. I wanted to feel her wrapped around my length. I wanted to feel her p***y pulling me in as I thrust like a mad man into her.

"You feel so good, pretty little devil," I praised. "Is this what you wanted?"

"More. Please!" She cried, and who was I to deny her when she begged so pretty for me? I added a second finger and continued teasing the button of pleasure at the apex of her thighs. Her taste was coating my tongue and I would never want to go without it again. It was addicting. She was addicting.

"Oh god. Yes! Right there!"

"No god. Not in here, pretty girl. But I will have you screaming for the heavens by the time were done,"