The Italian Don's Captive Bride

Chapter No. 9

Cassandra Petrova:-

The warmth of his skin crept up my legs as his body pressed into mine and straddled me. The silence between us ate the sound of the chain as my wrists tugged against the cuffs. My eyes burned into Eliseo’s as neither of us moved for a moment.

My chest rising and falling, yet I whispered, "I hate you."

He slurred, lowly, sliding his hand to the first button of my shirt, and slowly, deliberately, unfastened it. "I know, but I will still make you my wife in the next two days."

I swallowed hard as the button popped open. His hand settled a couple of inches above my heart, and his gaze dipped down, as if trying to feel the beat trembling wildly inside.

“Eliseo…” My voice was shaky. Not from fear. Out of the war that was raging inside me. The war with every part of me fighting between wanting to melt into him and wanting to run away from him.

"Stop resisting, Cassandra, and free yourself. You know you want this, too. Just calm down and let me pleasure you," he whispered in my ear, and nuzzled against the skin of my neck, and moved lower to kiss on my collarbone with his hands doing a good job of teasing and unbuttoning the shirt until he was on the last one and spread it open, revealing me naked from head to toe.

"I don't want you. Get off me right now, Eliseo." My voice was supposed to sound stern, but it came out low and breathy with need. An arrogant smirk formed on his face as he ran his hand all over my naked body and stopped to take my breasts in his hands and squeeze them like they were his personal stress ball.

"f**k, I missed them!" he growls and took one in his mouth and suckled on it deep, licked and rolled my n****e with his tongue. I bit my lip to hold back the moans. he didn't like me holding my moans, so in response, he bit on my n****e a little roughly, making me yelp and let out a scream.

"Eliseo!" I screamed and he laughed, slapping my right breast.

"Don't hold back your moans or I will bite or p***y next." he threatened, making my eyes open wide like saucers as I asked.

"You wouldn't dare." My voice was supposed to sound stern and cold, but it came breathless. The idea deep down excited me. God, I am sick and need help. I want my enemy to ruin my body, but destroying my body means ruining me, but then hasn't he already done that so f**k it! He can do whatever he wants, but if he thinks he can control me? Then he is in for a big surprise. If he can play, I can play harder, and who am I to say no when my body is getting the pleasure from the man it wants?

"Oh, I would," he winked, looking at my breasts, "And I know you are going to love it."

"If I let you f**k me, will you uncuff me and let me sleep in peace? I am tired after today's events. Just want to rest for a while." I suggested, loving the idea that popped up in my mind. I would be able to get pleasured by the man I have been craving for the last two months, and later escape from here after leaving a blood bath behind.

"I don't know what is going on in your mind, but if I get to f**k you, then yeah, you have got yourself a deal," he announced, sealing the deal with devouring my n*****s, before making his way down between my legs. He blew on my clit at first, then licked on it. I whimpered and arched my back the moment he enveloped his mouth on my p***y to suckle and kiss deeply in his mouth.

"Oh my God!!!" I screamed and moaned when he lapped, and bit on it. His tonugue rolled around my clit, sending deep pleasure all over my body. My legs trembled, sending me to the edge of my o****m when he dipped his fingers in my heat and thrust them in and out of me at a merciless pace until I couldn't hold back and came screaming his name out.

He drank my juice and licked it clean before getting on top of me while I was breathing heavily, my hands still cuffed, my body numbed after the mindblowing o****m this devil just blessed me with. Just when I thought he was going to position his member to my entrance and f**k me like the other night, he surprised me by buttoning up my shirt and uncuffing me and leaned down to peck on my lips and blew on my wrist that formed slight red marks.

"Don't act surprised. I won't f**k you until our wedding night. The next time I will enter that p***y is on our wedding night." he murmurs softly before putting on covers on my body and lying down next to me, but this time instead of letting me sleep on my side, he pulled me to him, wrapped his arms around me and fell asleep.

"Sleep, Cara Mia," he sleepily murmured while I lay staring at the ceiling, feeling whole and complete somehow with his arms wrapped around me protectively. Is that what I have been missing in my life? Him?

What?! No, he is a Leone. My enemy. He can't make me feel complete. He is the last man I should ever crave then why? Tonight was going to be my wedding night with Dominic and here I am on the bed of my enemy, liking every single touch and the feeling of comfort in his arms.

"Shut up, Cassandra!" I murmured to myself. "Don't let this feeling make you weak, but plan your move to get out of here," I tell myself. I have to get out of here. My family must be worried sick, and after today's event, the ties with the underworld too.