Eliana’s POV
Eliana’s POV
I agreed to marry Nico Canttaneo for the title, status, and riches. Not to have his fucking baby. One of his whore mistresses can have his bastard child. I didn’t sign up for that.
Apparently, my father suggested a baby would tie things together nicely. I could see from Nico he could care less about a baby, but he agreed. He had been quite shocked at my offer, but to be fair, so had Papa. Carina looked relieved. She could thank me later. Spoiled brat!
We agreed to a marriage within the next three weeks. I wanted a party. Not necessarily a wedding, but an after party celebration. That would be enough to show off that I would soon be on my way to becoming a Don’s wife.
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The wedding party wasn’t anything spectacular, but I had to accept it was what it was.
Papa wasn’t going to foot the bill, and Nico had made it clear he would not be wasting his time on some big flashy show.
After the party, Nico brought me to his place.
It wasn’t too bad, considering he was still an up and coming in the mafia world.
It wasn’t to Maximo’s or Dominic’s level, but still pretty impressive.
It however lacked warmth and homeliness.
It looked like one big bachelor pad. I had wondered if that was what brought all of the men who worked for Nico to him.
One big bachelor life with the promise of becoming a mafia clan.
I wouldn’t be surprised. Nico wasn’t the best looking, but he did have a charisma about him.
He could be both charming and scary as hell.
As soon as we made it inside the front room, he looked at me.
“We need to talk about the rules.”
I wanted to roll my eyes, but I walked into this.
I nodded slightly. “Okay.”
He nodded back at me, then headed further into the house. He stopped and looked back over his shoulder.
“You’re supposed to be following me.”
I was irritated. He could have said that, but I would be as accommodating as I could be. Until I had a reason not to be. “Oh yes, of course.” So I followed him.
We ended up in an office. “This is my office, but you only come in here when I invite you in.”
His back was to me as he walked to a mini bar. I rolled my eyes while his back stayed turned.
“Of course. I wouldn’t want to be a bother.” I put my best fake smile on.
He turned after pouring himself a drink. He held his glass up. “Would you like one?”
I shrugged. “Sure, I could drink.”
He turned back and poured another of whatever he was drinking. It looked like whiskey. When he turned he gently said the drink across his desk, and waved his hand at a chair in front of the desk. I took the drink and sat in the chair.
I was still wearing my party dress. It was a black skin-tight sexy thing that hugged all my curves, and went just about mid-thigh.
I was also still wearing my long hair in a loose ponytail because my hair was so long.
Because of how tight my dress was, I sat at the edge of the chair.
I took a small sip of the drink. Yep, whiskey.
It burned, but it wasn’t the first time I drank whiskey, so I took another, bigger sip.
“My rules. Then if you have any thoughts, I’m open to listening. But that doesn’t mean I accept them.”
I nodded. Fair.
“This is merely an arrangement.”
I nodded.
“I will continue to have sex with other women if I choose to.”
I nodded.
“You can fuck whomever you want as long as it doesn’t affect what I’m doing.”
Perfect!
“We do not have to have sex if you don’t want to.”
I raised an eyebrow at him.
“But I would be open to it.”
I smiled and nodded. I definitely want to try him out. If it wasn’t all that great, I could continue to play with my men.
“There will be a limit to your spending. I make decent money with my investments, thanks to my aunt, but not to the caliber of your father. At least not yet.”
I nodded. I could slow my spending. I only did it because I got bored.
“Don’t speak Italian around me. That shit is for the old people. We are in new and modern times, and all that shit.”
That one irritated me, but I could deal with it.
“We can make rules as we go, but those are the big ones to get off the table now.”
I nodded. I was doing a lot of that.
“Any rules or thoughts you have?”
I smiled, half fake, half real. “I would be open to those rules. I am very aware of why you wanted an alliance, to align yourself with a Don and all.” He nodded.
“I know we don’t know each other that well yet, but I appreciate your honesty about us continuing to be with other people.
” He looked at me oddly, but I kept going.
I lowered my eyes, to look demure, it usually worked with men, so I figured I would give it a try with Nico.
“I would be open to trying sex out with you,” I looked up at him through my eyelids.
“I’ve heard rumors and I would be open to exploring the rumors. ” I smirked at him.
His eyes narrowed at me, making me shiver. “What rumors and from who?” His voice had gone hard.
I continued to look at him demurely. “My sister said you gave her her first orgasm in a while, so I am curious. That’s all.”
His face softened, but he looked at me curiously. “First, don’t act innocent with me. I know about you and men. But I don’t like to be played.” I tensed, but nodded. “And are you sure you would want to sleep with a man who slept with your sister?”
I shrugged. “The mafia world is a bit small. Kind of hard not to have some overlap there.” I rolled my eyes and huffed. “And my sister knows how to get around, so I would end up with one of her men at some point.”
He smiled at that, and surprisingly, he had a nice smile. I was actually shocked.
“Well, it is our wedding night.” He looked around the room. His eyes landed back on me, darker than a moment ago. “I can take care of you right now.”
I felt a shiver go down my body, but this time I was pretty sure it was a good one. I smiled at him.
“I would be open to that.”
He took a big swig of his drink, then set it down.
He stood up and came around the desk, reaching his hand out to me.
I took it and he pulled me up from the chair.
He turned me to face the desk, and pushed me against it, making me lean over.
I pressed my stomach against the desk, my hands spread out to the side, for leverage.
I rolled my eyes. Couldn’t even be bothered to take me to his room or do a better position.
Before I could register, his large hands gripped my outer thighs and started caressing them.
That was new. He had rough, calloused hands and fingers, but it actually felt good.
He moved one hand to the edge of my dress and shoved it up to my waist, exposing my ass in my thong.
The other hand was still caressing my outer thigh.
The hand that pulled up my dress moved down to my ass cheek and squeezed, then rubbed it.
Then he moved the same hand to my ass crack, and slid his hand down the crack all the way until it tipped up and touched my pussy gently.
He began to rub his hand softly between my legs, back and forth so it was rubbing against my pussy and my ass crack.
I was getting wet quickly, as his other hand moved up my body until it got to one of my breasts that he squeezed gently over the cloth.
I wasn’t wearing a bra, so I could feel his thumb more intensely.
He rubbed his large thumb across the nipple, making me arch.
I usually hated when men rubbed my nipples.
It was more of an irritation, but it actually felt good when Nico did it.
I couldn’t help but let out a quiet moan.
He pushed the thong portion covering my pussy to the side, and rubbed more.
Back and forth. When his hand would reach my ass, I could feel his thumb extended, rubbing against my hole in the back.
Back and forth, back and forth, until his large index finger slid right into my front hole, that was now wet.
In and out of my pussy, while rubbing my back hole with his thumb.
Then suddenly a second finger went inside my pussy, making me moan more.
He continued the back to front motion of his hand, rubbing my nipple over the dress fabric, until he suddenly stopped.
He pulled back, making me irritated. But then I heard him unzip his pants, then move back towards me until I felt his hard cock at my entrance.
He rubbed his cock on my wet pussy, up and down, rubbing it from my wet hole then to my back hole, then back again.
When he dragged it a second time from my wet hole to the back, I tensed slightly.
I did not want Nico’s cock in my ass. I had my limits, and that would definitely be one of them.
As if sensing my tension, He moved his cock back to my wet hole, and slowly pushed in, making me moan.
He grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands and began to move in and out.
He started to pick up the pace, making me moan more.
Okay, so he wasn’t bad at this. I felt him continue to thrust in and out, but then he pulled my ass cheeks apart wider, then I felt something wet on my back hole. My eyes flew open wider.
What the fuck was that?
Before I could think to react, I felt one of his thumbs move to my back hole, and push in.
I jolted, about to tell him, no that’s off limits, when he began thrusting harder, his thumb moving in and out of my back hole, making me lose my focus, because damn if that didn’t feel fucking good.
My orgasm was building stronger and stronger, as I had my hands pressed hard against the desktop to feel some sort of control in this situation.
His cock kept thrusting in and out, and I could tell he had full control, while pushing his thumb in and out of my asshole.
My orgasm began to peak, and screamed out and moaned loudly, feeling my pussy spasm on his cock.
I felt my whole body shudder while riding out the orgasm, as Nico kept thrusting, faster and harder.
I heard him grunting and knew he was close.
He pulled out and cummed on the back of my dress. Fucking gross! But at least he didn’t cum inside me. Didn’t need that drama.
After finishing, and once we caught our breath, Nico said, in a hard tone. “Another rule.”
My body was practically jelly and loose from that explosive orgasm, so I was stuck where I was, still laid across his desk on my stomach. I heard him zip his pants up.
“If you fuck any of my men, keep it to yourself. But keep your fucking hands off my Second, Leo. I don’t need that complication. And don’t you dare use your pussy to try and get my own men against me.”
Silence.
“Got it?” His tone was lethal.
In a soft, calm, but breathy tone, I replied. “Got it.”
And I would have no problem with that rule.