Shaft my secret
1527 Words
LUCIFER'S POV
"How do you know I was a nun?" Mazikeen queried with her brows raised. I huffed. She shrunk as I took slow steps towards her.
"Let's just say I did a little homework", I smirked and offered her a cup of Russo-Baltique vodka. The seventh commandment of the mafioso is that wives must be treated with respect.
I knew the vodka was going to help her heal as well, even though it was very strong. She stared at me with tremendous fear in her tiny eyes.
" I don't want it, please" she refused and shook her head.
"Take it now"I insisted with a little bellowed voice.
She immediately gulped the whole cup of vodka in one go out of fear.
" Please stay away from me" she shrank and banged her back to the end of the bed after she drank it. Her Nordic true sapphire eyes became reddish due to the excessive tears and they were also a little dark, obviously from the torture and stress. But then my eyes still couldn't get over her glittering skin.
"I won't hurt you" I shrugged. She gloated at me with an I-dont-believe you stare.
"So, I found out your name is Mazikeen Eustace and you were a Nun, is it not?" I queried with a formal glare. Her lips were wiggling, as though she had something to say, but then she didn't have the courage to pour it out.
" Umm hmm" she mumbled and nodded her head slowly. Her hands wrapped around her chest in fear.
" Ummm, you know you can talk to me. I am not here to hurt you. I have no problem with you, but rather the one I detest is the one you married.
" Now talking about husband, why did you marry the plonker?" I pushed the main question that I had in my heart.
"Please, just let me be. I already told you, I don't know the whereabouts of Calan. I know you're doing this because you want to lure out information from me, but then the truth is, I swear I don't know where he is. Why don't you want to believe me" she uttered with her voice shaking and tears rolled down her eyes.
"You are wrong. I believe you don't know his whereabouts. If you did, you would have bulged after the torture." I tried convincing her. I really felt like pulling out my hand from my right pocket to touch her, but then I held myself back and shut my eyes for a second.
"But if you know that, why then are you here?" She asked with her eyes a little dim and her eyebrows curved.
" I want…." I was still speaking, then she trailed me off.
"You want to sell me off to slavery, right? I just knew it." Fresh tears rolled out her eyes. " Please don't do this to me. Please don't sell me off to slavery. I know you have hatred for Calan, but please do not make me pay for his sins, please" she begged, with her hands clasped together.
"Rubbish! Far from that!" I assured her, but then her whole body was still shivering. She pressed her lips so tight. Her legs were raised and her hands wrapped around it.
"Please, I know that's what you want to do. I have no use for you since I don't know where Calan is. That's what Calan does as well and I know that's what all you Mafias do. Please, just let me go and I will be forever grateful to you. Please I…" she was ranting so rapidly.
I quickly grabbed her and my lips laid on hers. My hand was wrapped behind her neck. I clenched her soft neck and my forehead pressed on hers. I did that to stop her from talking, because I knew the Vodka she skinked in one gulp took over her. It was a very strong drink and probably giving it to her was a mistake.
I tried regressing, but then the urge to plunge deeper took the better part of me. She didn't restrain herself either. Her hands were down, but then her eyes were closed. She gave me full access to her lips. Her lips felt so soft like butter and her breath had a tingling sensation that it hurled to my spine.
My hands went slowly to her waist and immediately my dobber hardened, and it created a strong bulge inbetween my thighs. It pushed hard into my pants. Our breathing became slow but slightly ragged. My hands rubbed slowly around her body and her strawberry cream. Finally, she placed her right hand on my face tenderly.
Her touch came with an enamoring sensation. The tension fired up, as I grabbed her green turtle neck gown she wore since she came. Things became fierce as she became wild as well. She grabbed my black suit tightly.
Our fondness became more wild. She began moaning, as we rubbed our tongues and lips together hastily. My hands firmly on her waist, I pulled her from the bed. We continued kissing, and I pressed her to the wall.
" Ahhh"she moaned softly, as her back pressed against the wall. We broke for a few seconds from our kissing. She clasped my suit and helped me pull it off. I quickly chucked it to the other end of the room. Our lips fayed back together. We were both moaning hard. My hands went around her waist, and I clenched tight and pulled her to myself.
" Ummm"we spontaneously moaned as her body touched mine. Her strong flowery scent brushed my nostrils. It seemed she wasn't good with vodka and it took over her.
She grabbed my shirt and unbuttoned it in haste. My shirt was flipping sideways. Her hands fell on my hairy chest and as she rubbed, it gave a romantically tickling sensation. I quickly broke from the bond and pulled my shirt off quickly and dropped on the floor. I slammed her lips now as I was bare chested. Her fingers stroked my chest and back firmly.
I pulled her and we collided on the mattress and bounced. I was on top of her, still plunging deeper into her. Her hands encased around my back. I pulled her up slightly and pulled off her dress. We tossed it to the side. She was left with her panties and bra. Her soft baps pressed my chest. Our bodies pressed on each other like gum. It was clear she was up for it.
Her fingers ran into my hair while we were both moaning mildly. I felt her heartbeat next to mine, as our chests were pressed on each other's.
My hands left her body and went to my belt. I hastily unhooked it and unzipped my pants. I pulled it down a little and then pulled out my John Thomas. Her hands were still ruffling my hair. I returned my lips to hers, then I pushed further and treaded her silk orifice.
" Ummm hmmm oh gosh" she muttered a moan. She clenched me tightly as she beheld my shaft.
Bit by bit, I stroked with my hands firmly grasping her thighs. She strained her neck as her head fell backwards.
" You love it?" I questioned sarcastically while my bell end went in and out of her secret. She continued moaning and grabbed the bed sheets. We were both sweating. I loved the flapping sound that resounded as I jammed her, and my ball bag bashed her opening and buttocks.
"Hit me harder!" She cried out with pleasure whilst I watched her jubblies wiggle from one end to the other, as I threaded more fiercely and viciously, while I increased in pace .
"Ahhh ummm f**k!!!" I made a loud soft moan as I went.
I crashed on the other side of the bed. We were both breathing raggedly and sweating profusely. We lay there till we spontaneously slept off.
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I stretched on the bed after a while and opened my eyes slowly. I broke a yawn and stretched a little. I got up while still totally unclad. I stared at Mazikeen as she laid naked and slept peacefully. She had such an innocent face. Then it clicked back in my head that I saw in her file that she was actually eighteen years old instead of twenty I had guessed at first.
I picked up my clothes and wore them. As I was done, I was still staring at her when my phone rang. I pulled it out of my pocket and on the ID, it was Damon.
"Speak" I said as soon as I placed the phone on my left ear.
"Don, I called a couple of times but you didn't pick up" he spat.
" Umm, I was caught up" I bawled and sighed. My eyes scanned Mazikeen one more time and I huffed with a grin.
"Okay boss, we just found them", he spilled. My eyes widened with a firm smirk.
"Summon everyone and we will meet at my penthouse", I ordered and hung up…….
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