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“You’ll have to learn how to belong. As for them, they’ll have to learn to accept you. That’s all there is to it.”
“What the hell are you talking about?” I smacked him hard on the flank. “What? Am I going to be your girlfriend?” I spat out. “For how long? Sooner or later, you’ll have to marry a virginal mafie girl like the one you were sitting next to at Cat and Luca’s tasting.”
“Fuck that, I’m keeping you,” he snarled, popping me hard on a butt cheek.
I let out a little scream. Talking sense to him was like trying to take a bone away from a starving, wild jackal.
“And don’t you dare hit me,” he warned. “If I smack your ass, it’s for one of two reasons. To give you pleasure or to teach you something. I’d never raise a hand to a woman, and I expect the same level of respect in return.”
“I can’t spank you, so I don’t see how this is fair,” I griped.
A guttural chortle came from above me. “Oh, baby doll, you can spank my ass anytime, and definitely when I’m inside you. As for a lesson, you won’t need to give me one because I’m not impulsive. Not anymore. I don’t make bad choices based on runaway emotions. A made mafie man can’t survive otherwise. And now, as a mafie girl, you’ll have to take your safety seriously. I won’t always be around and—”
“Mafie girl?” I sputtered out. “Have you lost your mind?”
Panic was rising fast in my chest. My breathing accelerated exponentially. He couldn’t be serious. Fucking him was one thing, but I wasn’t about to become part of his criminal society.
Cat was a mafie princess, and she’d explained how things worked in their world. They had a twisted arranged-marriage tradition for high-ranking families. A marriage was, first and foremost, about the consolidation of power between families. Alex had married his little sister’s best friend, but he was a mob boss, so he could do whatever the hell he wanted. He’d also known her practically his entire life. She was a trusted person who had grown up on the periphery of their world. I was neither of those things, so chances were, Nicu was just talking.
As if reading my mind, he answered, “I’m dead fucking serious. I don’t have girlfriends. I fuck or I have a wife. Those are my two options, and I’ve made up my mind as to which one you’ll be.”
I craned my head so he could see the horror on my face from above me. “You can’t be serious… I don’t even want to know what’s going on in your mind.” Shaking my head, I decided to switch tactics and jested, “This is not a conversation I’m having with you. You’re sitting on me, for God’s sake.”
I refused to listen to his ramblings. They cracked something open in my heart that I didn’t even know was there, something about belonging. Belonging to his family. Belonging to him. I couldn’t afford to develop any kind of deep feelings toward him, the kind that spoke of a future between us. My chest felt tight. Honestly, it was cruel of him to even bring it up. We both knew anything permanent between us was impossible. Him, because I was an outsider. Me, because he was a criminal.
Luckily, he didn’t press any further. Instead, he responded to my joke with a chuckle. The tension between us broke.
“Total overexaggeration,” he said. “I am not sitting on you. You can breathe perfectly fine. I’m simply making sure I have your full attention and that you’re in the correct position for what I plan to do next. You didn’t think I’d give you an inch, now did you? Especially, considering you’re about to get your fine ass tanned.”
With a dramatic sigh, he went on, “If you take your punishment well, I have a surprise for you…but only if you’re good.”
“I am not a child,” I sneered at him. “Stop treating me like one with your condescending comment about giving me a reward if I play nice and let you smack me! Ugh, you’re such a brute.”
“For a grown woman, you sure as hell act like a child. You’re my baby doll, and I fully intend to treat you like one after I make certain you learn to take your safety seriously. As for being a brute, you betcha I am, and don’t pretend like you don’t love it.”
Without thinking, I let my hand fly out and smacked his flank.
He pressed deeper into me as he warned, “I told you not to do that. See, that’s your way of telling me you need my immediate attention. And don’t you worry, you’ve got it.”
It didn’t help that I was already buck naked, having fallen asleep in the nude right after he gave me an orgasm. His cock hadn’t flagged during our argument, either. If anything, he’d gotten harder. It was cradled between my spread butt cheeks, taunting me with the thought, what if he actually uses it? Penetrates me? I had never done anal. Had no real interest in it and had never anticipated changing my mind. But with him rubbing against me as he moved or when I tried to wiggle out from under him, I was getting seriously aroused, and the notion was suddenly intriguing.
As if he’d discovered my enjoyment, he lifted off me. I quickly tried to flip over or roll away, but he caught me effortlessly. Pinning me down, he looped his legs over mine and placed a firm hand on my lower back.
“I will hate you forever if you do this,” I threatened.
His hand palmed my bottom, completely unmoved by my warning.
“Mm-hmm. This is going to be good,” he mused to himself.
“Fuck you,” I growled.
Barely an instant passed between my curse and his hand connecting with my backside.
Smack.
A hiss escaped between my clenched teeth. “Ow!”
It didn’t hurt that badly, but more was coming and, knowing what I knew of Nicu, he wasn’t going to hold back on his so-called lesson. I tried wiggling around but found myself effectively trapped. Realizing that I was good and truly fucked, I stopped struggling, and with a searing look that would’ve crippled a lesser man, I gave up with an irritated huff.
