Born into Sin: An Age Gap Dark Mafia Romance (Devils Will Rise: Melnikov Legacy Book 1)

11. Dominic

She looks surprised by my confession, but every word of it is the truth. I lost my sister, and it nearly killed me. To lose Natalya would be the end of me. I don’t open my heart easily, I never have, but I can’t keep it closed off when I’m with her. She gets under my skin, burrowing to the most vulnerable parts of who I am, and makes herself right at home, like she was always supposed to be there.

Being in love isn’t something I ever wanted, but I’m helpless to resist the woman in front of me, and I’m sick of trying to fight it. Life is too goddamn short, and I know without a shadow of a doubt that I want to spend whatever is left of mine with her.

“Undress me,” I tell her before pressing my lips back to hers. Her shaky fingers work my buttons while I delve inside her sweet mouth, needing as much of her as I can get. Impatient, she races through the last two buttons and then jerks my shirt out of my pants and yanks it down my arms. I smile against her mouth, loving how eager she is, and drop my arms so the shirt can fall to the floor.

“Keep going,” I whisper, looking down so I can watch her. Everything about her is small in comparison to me, and I hope like hell I can keep myself in check, but the truth is all I want to do is spread her thighs and slam into her as hard as I can. Tonight is going to test me like nothing else ever has.

She gets my belt undone and then pops the button before slowly unzipping my pants. My cock has been straining against my pants since I walked into the bedroom, and I swear I’ve never been this fucking hard in my life.

“Take me out, principessa. Wrap that small hand around my dick and pull me free.”

She licks her lips, having no idea what the sight of it does to me and runs her fingers over my abs like she’s trying to memorize every detail of this moment. She’s not the only one. I’m going to be replaying this night in my mind for the rest of my life. Her fingers dance along my abs and around my waist, tracing the tattoos that mark my skin and sending little shockwaves of pleasure through every part of me.

“You’re driving me crazy, baby. Take my cock out before I lose my goddamn mind.” The words are meant to be a growl, but I know them for what they are—a desperate plea for her to have mercy on me because I don’t know how much more of this sweet torture I can take. I wasn’t lying about my fears. I’m scared to death I’m going to lose all restraint and fuck her little pussy bloody. I don’t want to tear her if I can help it. I want to do this right, I want to go slow, and I want her to love it because I plan on fucking her a lot.

Slipping her hand into my pants, I feel her fingertips graze my shaft as I hiss out a breath. Her touch is soft and hesitant and not at all what I need.

“Harder, principessa, you won’t hurt me.”

She wraps her slender fingers around me as best she can and pulls me out. I breathe a sigh of relief when my cock is free of the constraints of my pants. Running her hand up my shaft, she pulls another groan from me with her delicate touches and eager curiosity.

“Get me naked.”

This time, I don’t have to ask her twice. She pulls on my pants, stepping off the bed so she can tug them all the way down. Grabbing one foot at a time, she rids me of my shoes and socks before yanking my pants off the rest of the way. She’s breathless in her excitement, and when she stands back up, she’s wearing a proud grin and drinking in the sight of my naked body that’s now on full display.

“You’re so beautiful,” she whispers, making me smile at the awe in her voice.

I step closer and grab her hands, bringing them back to my body. “I’m glad you approve because I’m the only naked man you’re ever going to see, principessa.”

“Well that hardly seems fair. You’ve seen lots of naked women, and I’m supposed to be content seeing only one naked man for the rest of my life?”

I raise a brow at her teasing tone and close the distance between us, letting my cock dig into her stomach. She’s more than a foot shorter than me, so she’s forced to tilt her head back to meet my eyes. I cup the back of her head, fisting her hair and tilting her back even more because I like the way it exposes her neck to me. I like how fragile she looks. I tighten my grip on her, pulling just hard enough to sting.

“I’m going to enjoy fucking that attitude out of you, principessa.” I slide my free hand down her side, slipping it under her dress so I can palm one of the round ass cheeks I’ll never be able to get enough of. “You’re going to have more cock than you’re going to know what to do with, sweetheart. There won’t be any room left in your head for anyone but me. I’m going to make sure you’re always sore and always walking around with a satisfied smile on your face. If you ever look at another man with longing, then I’m not doing my job right. And, sweetheart...”

I wait until her eyes meet mine and then lean in closer. “I always do my fucking job right.”

Releasing her hair, I grip her dress and pull it over her head in one quick motion. The fabric slips through my fingers and falls to the floor at our feet, leaving her in nothing but a lacy, pink bra and matching panties. I drag the backs of my fingers over her breast, watching her nipple harden beneath my touch, straining against the delicate lace.

“You’re stunning,” I tell her, filling my palm with her small breast. She lets out a soft moan, leaning into my touch. “I’m going to worship every inch of your body, principessa. You don’t need to worry about other women, because you’ve already erased them from my mind. There’s no one but you. There will never be anyone but you, Natalya.”

Her lips part in a gasp when I give her nipple a tender squeeze before reaching around to unhook her bra, letting it fall to the floor. My eyes take in every inch of her perfect tits as my hands skim lower to hook under her panties, roughly tugging them down to puddle at her feet. I step back so I can see her better, feeling pre-cum leave my body to drip down my shaft. It’s my first time seeing her fully naked since the glimpse I got of her in the tub. I’ve seen pieces of her since then, but never the whole thing all at once, and the sight takes my breath away. All I can do is stare at her like it’s my first time seeing a naked woman.

A blush rises up her chest, and she shifts her weight from foot to foot, watching me like she doesn’t quite believe what I’m saying. I don’t like seeing her doubt how I feel. I don’t ever want her to question what’s between us or my loyalty to her.

Closing the distance again, I pick her up, smiling when she quickly wraps her arms and legs around me like there’s nowhere else she’d rather be. Her light blue eyes meet mine, reminding me whose daughter she is and what’s at stake if we take this further.

“Are you sure about this? There’s no going back once I’m inside you,” I warn her, but the truth is there’s already no going back, not for me anyway. If she wants to stop, I’ll stop, but I’m not letting her go. I’ll wait for however long it takes to convince her she’s mine, and I’ll kill any fucker who tries to come between us. Natalya Melnikov is officially off the fucking market.

She calms my racing mind when she smiles and says, “I’m sure.”

I feel her smooth pussy against my cock, and when I grip her hips and slide her up and down the length of me, coating my shaft in her juices and the cum I’d pushed into her earlier, she whispers my name and clasps her hands behind my neck, squeezing her body tighter against mine.

Walking to the bed, I slowly lower her onto it, keeping my body hovering above hers. She still has her legs and arms around me, and when she rocks her hips, grinding against my dick, I growl her name in warning. Dragging my nose along her jaw, I inhale her sweet scent and kiss her ear before whispering, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear you were trying to get me to slam into you. Is that what you want?” I nibble and kiss her skin, sucking on her earlobe and grazing my teeth along her skin. “You want me to tear you apart, little one?”

I give a wicked laugh when I hear her soft gasp and feel her legs tighten around me in an effort to close them and protect her sweet virgin pussy from the big cock that’s knocking at the damn door.

“Yeah, I didn’t think so. Be a good girl, Natalya, and let me do this the right way. I know what you want, and I know what you need, so stop being so defiant and let me give it to you.”

“I’m not being defiant,” she argues. “I just want you inside me.”

“And I will be, sweet girl, but first I’m going to get you ready for me.”

“I feel pretty damn ready.”

I laugh at her tone and give her earlobe a soft bite. “Not even close, baby. Want to guess how I know that?”

“How?”

I lift up and meet her eyes. “Because you’re still able to form words.”

Her mouth opens like she’s trying to come up with a smartass comment, but then it closes when she realizes she doesn’t have one.

“Wow, stunned into silence. First time for everything, I guess.”

This time when she opens her mouth I’m pretty sure she knows exactly what she’s going to say, but I don’t give her the chance. As soon as she parts her lips, I press my mouth against hers and kiss her like I’ll never be able to get enough, and I won’t. No matter how many times I taste her, it will never be enough. That’s not going to stop me from trying, though. My tongue delves inside, licking and claiming every part of her mouth as mine. I told her I wanted to mark her body, and I meant it. After tonight, there won’t be an inch of her body that I haven’t touched in some way. It’s all or nothing when it comes to her, and I want it all.

Her nipples drag along my chest as I rock my hips, sliding the length of my cock along her slit. She digs her heels into my ass, meeting my movements so I’m hitting her where she needs it and whimpering into my mouth when I run my head over her swollen clit. I give her tongue one last suck and then kiss my way down her neck, sucking and licking and biting her delicate skin until I reach her breasts. They rise and fall with her heavy breathing. The sight of her heaving chest, nipples so hard they must be aching, pulls a groan from my body as my hips speed up. The perky fullness of her tits has me enthralled. Every time I thrust up against her, they bounce in a way that has me fucking hypnotized.

Catching one bouncing nipple between my lips, I suck her in, filling my mouth with her soft flesh, gorging on her sweet body and making her arch her back off the bed and fist my hair. She moans my name, and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard. Flattening my tongue, I run it over her sensitive skin, flicking it against her nipple at the same time as I run the head of my cock over her clit.

“Fuck,” she whimpers, fisting my hair tighter. “Don’t you dare stop.”

I give her a soft bite, reminding her that I don’t like to take orders, but all she does is laugh and say, “I told you you’d get used to it. Now keep doing what you’re doing and make me come.”

If it were anyone else, I’d be walking out the damn door, but it’s Natalya, and I’d do anything for her. I’m still me, though, so I can’t resist giving her one last hard suck, slowly pulling back until her wet nipple pops from my mouth. Bringing my face to hers, I tease her clit with the head of my cock.

“Don’t stop what?” I ask, looking down at her heavy-lidded eyes and flushed cheeks. She’s soaking wet, and I’m dripping pre-cum, so it’s easy to run my length along all her lit-up nerve endings, so fucking slippery. It would be so easy to part her lips and press into her, but I resist the strong urge and keep teasing her. I circle my hips again, watching as she parts her lips on a gasp. “Don’t stop this?”

“Don’t be mean, Dominic,” she pouts, and it’s so goddamn cute I can’t help but laugh.

Leaning down, I kiss her gently. “I could never be mean to you, principessa. Do you have any idea how many times I’m going to make you come tonight?”

She shakes her head, letting out another moan when I stroke her clit harder, bringing her right to the edge. Her body shakes and she clutches me tighter, desperate for her release.

Sucking her top lip, I smile against her and whisper, “Let me show you just how nice I can be.”

Her whimper fills the space around us, and as sexy as it is, it’s not whimpers I want to hear. I want screams. I want my name on her lips as she comes harder than she ever has in her life. Rocking harder against her, the friction builds, and I know she’s only seconds away.

“Come for me, principessa,” I growl against her lips. “Let me hear how much you love coming on my cock.”

As soon as the words are out of my mouth, she’s bucking up against me, back arching, body tense, and a look of shocked amazement on her beautiful face right before she screams my name and lets go. The wet heat of her release hits my cock, coating me and soaking me so goddamn good. The slippery, erotic sounds fill the room, and I have to grit my teeth to keep from joining her. Her pussy lips part against my shaft, and I can feel her clenching around me, begging me to slide in and fill her to the point of pain.

“Fucking hell,” I growl, knowing I can’t take much more. She’s still in the throes of her orgasm when I position myself against her tight opening. I could stretch her with my fingers, but I don’t want to risk breaking her hymen. I want to do it with my cock. The thought of her blood marking my skin awakens something inside me—something primal, something possessive, and, if I’m being honest, something that should probably remain asleep because the wildness of it isn’t something I think I can contain.

Cupping her face with one hand, I stretch my fingers along her skin, holding her in place as I slowly start to slide into her.

“Eyes on me, principessa. I want to see you when I make you mine.”

Her blue eyes are glazed. She’s still drunk on her orgasm, but she gives a soft nod and digs her fingers into my shoulders, clinging to me as I very slowly slide the head of my cock into her. Her body stiffens right as her pussy clamps down and tries like hell to prevent me from sinking in even further. She hisses out a breath, digging her pretty pink nails into my skin, but all it does is make me harder. I’m torn between wanting to tear into her and wanting to be as gentle as I can be. She’s so much smaller than me, petite and fragile compared to my brute strength, and it brings out two warring sides of myself—the violent mafia don and the man who’s desperately in love with the woman shaking beneath me. They both want her, and I’m left playing referee between the two.

Resisting the urge to brutally slam into her and claim her with one hard thrust, I very slowly slide in another inch, feeling her soft inner walls tense and then finally give way as something tears inside her. Her blue eyes widen, boring into mine as her brows furrow and her lips thin from the pain of her small body making room for me. She feels impossibly tight. Her wet heat clenches around my head, trying to force me out, but instead I give her another inch, because this is mine, and her body needs to learn that.

She slowly opens for me just like I knew she would. Leaning closer, I kiss her gently, feeling the tears hit the hand that’s still cupping her cheek.

“You’re mine,” I whisper against her lips, “and you’re spreading so good for me, principessa.”

“You’re too big,” she whispers back, digging her nails into my skin even harder.

I smile and bring my hand down to grab her leg, hiking it up so my hand is splayed across the back of her thigh and her knee is up by our chests. Gripping her tighter, I spread her wider, moving her knee to the side so she’s laid bare before me. Looking down, I groan at the sight. I’m barely inside her, and her bare pussy lips are clamped down on me, her arousal dripping down my shaft, and when I pull back, I see streaks of blood along my dick.

“Jesus,” I growl, sliding into her deeper. “I want to see you taking every inch of me, principessa, every goddamn inch.”

“You’ll never fit,” she warns me.

I give her a wink and bring my hand between us, pressing the pad of my thumb against her clit. I roll her sensitive skin in a slow circle, watching the way her pupils dilate at my touch, the way her hips instinctively rock up for more, and the way her exhale becomes a whimper.

“Pay attention, sweetheart. I’m about to prove you wrong.”

Without giving her a chance to respond, I pinch her clit softly and rock my hips, sinking into her wet heat before pulling back out. I fuck her so goddamn gently with half my cock, feeling her body slowly start to accept me, to relax and open up for me.

“You’re so beautiful,” I groan, running my eyes over her, wanting to see every part of her at once but knowing it’s impossible. I watch her pussy take my cock and then watch the way her stomach tenses with each thrust and the way her hips rock up to meet mine, the way her breasts softly bounce with each gentle thrust, and then I focus on her gorgeous face. She’s no longer crying, but I can see the dried tear streaks on her skin and the way she’s still tense, still finding her way through the pain to the pleasure that’s starting to drown everything else out.

“That’s right,” I encourage her. “Focus on the pleasure, not the pain.”

I give her another inch and use two fingers to spread her open, pulling back the hood of her clit and exposing every sensitive nerve ending to the thick shaft that’s driving in and out of her.

“Oh god,” she gasps, clinging to me like her life depends on it.

“I’ll be whoever the hell you want me to be, principessa.” I rock into her even slower, letting her feel the soft, wet drag of my cock along her exposed clit. “I’ll be your god, I’ll be your devil, I’ll be your whole fucking world. Whatever you want, that’s what I’ll be.”

I know she’s close. Her inner walls are already trembling around me, and when I lower my head, she fists the back of my hair and pulls me closer, covering my mouth with hers and kissing me with a hunger that matches my own. She’s ravenous, and I’m more than ready to satisfy her.

Our tongues clash for dominance, both of us wanting and needing more, but the closer she gets to her orgasm, the more she submits, letting me take the lead. I drag my tongue along the roof of her mouth, and she lets out the sweetest whimper, opening even wider for me. I’m almost all the way inside her now, each thrust going a little bit deeper, and when I feel her body start to tense, I slam in all the way, burying myself inside her. Her pussy spasms around my cock, gripping me tighter, begging me to follow her over the edge, but by some miracle I manage to resist the pull of her sweet body. I’m not done with her yet.

“Guess who fit?” I tease the words over her lips, watching as she arches her back when another wave of the orgasm hits her.

I rock harder into her. “Do you feel that, principessa? Do you feel how wide I’m spreading you?”

“Yes,” she moans, fisting my hair to the point of pain as her heel digs into the back of my thigh, using me for leverage so she can angle her hips and take me deeper.

“Good fucking girl,” I groan, loving the way she smiles at my praise. “This is the only cock you’re ever going to have inside you, sweetheart.” I run my tongue over the seam of her lips and whisper, “Say it, principessa. I need to hear you say it.”

“Your cock is the only one that will ever be inside me, Dominic.”

Her words are ragged, panted out with each hard thrust I’m given her, and hearing them makes me fucking feral. I take her hard, harder than I had intended for her first time, but she’s right there with me, moaning my name and scratching the hell out of my back as she chases her third orgasm. This time when she screams my name into our kiss and lets go, I go with her.

Pleasure unlike anything I’ve ever experienced before consumes me. I cup the back of her head and snake my other arm under her, wanting our bodies as tightly connected as possible. My cock pulses as I come inside a woman for the first time in my life, and it’s fucking euphoric. There’s nothing between us—just my cock shooting into her and her tight pussy taking every goddamn drop I’m giving her.

“Natalya,” I growl, holding her tighter. She presses her face against my neck, clutching me just as fiercely. This goes so far beyond fucking. I’m giving her a piece of myself that I’ve never given anyone before, a piece that I’ll never get back. I feel more exposed than I’ve ever been, and I’m surprised by how much it doesn’t bother me. I want to give every part of myself to her. I want her to see me as I really am. Just me. Not the mafia don, not the Alessi name, and not the man who’s friends with her dad. Just me. The man who’s completely in love with her, the man who’s just made her his whole world.

Even after I’m completely spent, I keep myself buried inside her, not ready to break the connection. Her fingers lazily run through my hair as she kisses first along my neck and then up my cheek until finally pressing her lips to mine in a soft, languid kiss of a woman who’s completely and utterly satisfied. I can’t help but feel proud and smile against her lips.

“I know I don’t have anything to compare this to,” she whispers, “but that’s not normal, right? Or is it always like this?”

I hear the worry in her voice, the doubt and insecurities, and I want nothing more than to take them all away. Lifting up, I cup her face and stroke her cheek with my thumb.

“No, principessa. It’s never been like this for me. No one has ever made me feel the way you do. Nothing and no one could ever compare to this.” I rock my hips gently, still semi-hard inside her and groan at how good she feels. “Being inside you is pure heaven, and I never want to leave.”

“I don’t think I’m going to be able to walk tomorrow.”

When I let out a soft laugh, she raises a brow at me. “I’m not kidding.”

“I know you’re not, sweetheart, and I wish I could say I’m sorry, but the truth is I’m not. I love that you’re going to be sore. I love that every step you take will remind you of this moment.” I kiss her gently, giving her top lip a soft suck. “And I love that it will be a constant reminder that you’re mine, every single part of you.”

She smiles around a yawn that she tries to hide, but I notice it, I notice everything about her, and I know how worn out she is. I did not go easy on her, and she looks like she’s seconds away from falling asleep. Not wanting to slide out of her, but knowing she needs to rest, I force myself to pull back and slowly ease out of her. Even though I’m only semi-hard and trying like hell to be gentle, she still winces. When I’m free of her body, my first instinct is to slide back in, because now that I’ve been inside her, being separated from her will never feel right. I’m always going to wish our bodies were connected and that I could feel her tight pussy wrapped around me.

I feel the loss of her, but when I look down and see how swollen and tender she is and the streaks of blood that still cover my cock, I know there’s no way I can inflict that kind of pain on her.

“Wait here, principessa.”

I give her another kiss and then pull the covers back before tucking her in bed and walking into the bathroom. I can feel her eyes on my ass the whole way, but I don’t bother covering up. I let her stare at what belongs to her. Wetting a washcloth with warm water, I bring it back out to her. I don’t bother cleaning myself up. I want her blood on me. I’d keep it on me forever if I could. I’m already getting hard again thinking about the reason I’m covered in blood. I love that I’m her first, but I love that I’m her last even more.

Her eyes are only half open when I crawl back into bed, spooning her from behind. Grabbing her thigh, I lift her leg and press the warm cloth against her tender skin.

“Thank you,” she whispers. “That feels really good.”

I kiss her temple and gently cup her pussy so the warm cloth stays pressed against her. “I’ll always take care of you, Natalya. You’re mine now, sweetheart, and I always take care of what’s mine.”

She smiles as her eyes drift shut. I kiss her again and slide an arm under her so I can tuck her body closer against mine. She’s so much smaller than me, but she fits like she was made just for me.

“Rest, principessa. I’ll be here when you wake.”

She gives a soft moan and relaxes further into me. I hold her until her breathing deepens and evens out, and then I keep holding her because I don’t want to let her go. I have no idea what’s going to happen when Lev finds out, but I do know that I’m never letting his daughter go.