Six Months Contract With The Mafia God

They didn’t bother fully drying off.

Dimitri carried Eve from the bathroom to the bedroom, her body dripping water onto the marble floors, neither of them caring about the mess.

He laid her on the bed, the massive bed with silk sheets that felt cool against her wet skin.

For a moment, Dimitri simply looked at her.

Eve was spread out before him...hair wet and dark against the white pillows, her body flushed from the shower and the intensity of their coupling, her eyes dark with desire and anticipation.

”I’m not done with you yet,” Dimitri said, his voice promising multiple more orgasms before the night was through.

He kissed her, starting at her collarbone, moving down her body, taking time to worship every inch of her.

His mouth found her breasts, and he sucked on her nipple while his hand worked the other, causing Eve to arch her back and moan.

He moved lower.

His mouth found her pussy, and Eve’s hips lifted off the bed as his tongue worked her...teasing her clit, fucking her with his mouth, driving her toward another orgasm with the kind of expertise that came from knowing exactly what she needed.

”Oh God, Dimitri,” Eve gasped, her hands gripping his hair, her hips moving against his face.

He was relentless.

His tongue was working her clit in circles, then flattening against her, then diving inside her, switching between different rhythms that kept her on edge, kept her gasping, kept her completely at his mercy.

When she came, and she came hard, her orgasm washing over her as his mouth worked her through it....Dimitri didn’t stop.

He kept going, kept pushing her toward another climax, kept showing her that her pleasure was his priority.

By the time Eve came a second time, she was gasping and shaking, barely able to process the intensity of her orgasms.

”Stop,” she whispered. ”Please, I need you inside me.”

Dimitri moved up her body, his mouth finding hers, kissing her deeply so she could taste herself on him.

He positioned himself between her legs.

”I want to be on top,” Eve said.

Dimitri raised an eyebrow but complied.

He rolled onto his back, and Eve straddled him, positioning herself at his entrance.

She sank down slowly, taking him inside her inch by inch, feeling him fill her completely.

”Oh fuck,” Dimitri groaned, his hands gripping her hips. ”Ride me, cara mia. Take what you need.”

Eve began to move...slowly at first, establishing a rhythm, feeling the pleasure of being in control, of setting the pace.

But Dimitri wasn’t content to let her set a slow pace for long.

His hands gripped her hips, and he began to thrust upward, meeting her movements, driving into her with increasing intensity.

Eve’s hands pressed against his chest for balance as he pounded into her from below.

”That’s it,” Dimitri said, his voice absolutely dominant. ”Take my cock. Show me how much you want it.”

Eve moaned, her movements becoming more frantic as she chased another orgasm.

The sound of his hips meeting hers, the wet slide of their bodies, the moans and gasps filling the room, it was primal and raw and absolutely intoxicating.

”I’m going to come,” Eve gasped.

”Come for me,” Dimitri commanded. ”Come on my cock again.”

Eve’s third orgasm hit her like a wave...deep, full-body convulsions that made her cry out as she came, as the pleasure absolutely consumed her.

Dimitri flipped her over in the middle of her orgasm.

He was on top of her now, and he began to fuck her hard, driving into her with the kind of intensity that suggested he was chasing his own climax.

His arms were bracketing her head, his body covering hers completely, his thrusts becoming harder and faster.

”I love you,” he growled, his voice rough with desire and emotion. ”I love you so fucking much.”

”I love you too,” Eve gasped, her hands gripping his back, her body meeting his thrusts.

With one final, deep thrust, Dimitri came.

He stayed inside her as his orgasm ripped through him, his body tense, his breathing ragged.

For a long moment, they were both still...collapsed together, breathing hard, completely spent.

They lay intertwined on the silk sheets.

Dimitri was on his back, and Eve was draped across his chest, her head resting over his heart, her hand stroking his chest absently.

His arm was wrapped around her, holding her close, not willing to let her go even now.

”Hi,” Eve said softly.

”Hi yourself,” Dimitri replied, his fingers tracing patterns on her back.

”Thank you,” Eve said.

”For what?” Dimitri asked.

”For coming for me,” Eve said. ”For getting me out. For loving me enough to do what you had to do.”

Dimitri was quiet for a long moment.

”You’re my center,” he said finally, his voice absolutely sincere. ”Everything I do, everything I am, it’s all for you. I would burn down the entire world to keep you safe.”

Eve lifted her head and looked at him.

In the soft light of the bedroom, she could see the exhaustion on his face, the strain of the day, the weight of everything he’d survived and done.

But she could also see the tenderness in his eyes when he looked at her.

”No more kidnappings,” Eve said, a slight smile on her face.

Dimitri laughed....a warm, genuine laugh.

”No more kidnappings,” he agreed. ”I think we’ve had our fill of drama for a while.”

”I think so too,” Eve said, settling her head back against his chest.

They lay like that for a long time...wrapped around each other, breathing together, completely at peace.

Because in this moment, in this bed, with her in his arms and his heart beating steadily beneath her ear, Dimitri understood what he’d been fighting for all along.

Not power. Not territory. Not empire.

But this...the right to be loved, to be needed, to have someone who made his entire world make sense.

Eve was his reason.

And he would spend the rest of his life making sure she never doubted that.