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Given: A Dark Mafia Romance by Piper Stone

I didn’t ask her to be my bride. It wasn’t up to her. She has always been mine.

Stephanie Michaelson was given to me, and she is mine. The sooner she learns that, the less often her cute little bottom will end up well-punished and sore as she is reminded of her place.

But even as she promises obedience with tears running down her cheeks, I know it isn’t the sting of my belt that will truly tame her. It is what comes next that will leave her in no doubt she belongs to me. That part will be long, hard, and shameful… and I will make her beg for all of it.

 

 

 

Publisher’s Note: Given includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Author: Piper Stone

eBook Price: Kindle Unlimited/$4.95

Length: 78,600 words

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Every move he made was brutal, yanking the hem up to my waist, forcing one of my legs around his. He jerked me inches away from the wall, allowing him enough space to bring his palm down against my already bruised ass.

“Oh,” I muttered, my face flushing as he smacked me several times. I continued to fight my desire as shame attempted to yank me to my senses, but the passion was far too euphoric. I closed my eyes as his hand came down several times, harder with every strike.

As another husky and low-slung growl permeated the air between us, he wasted no time, shoving me against the wall, pushing his cockhead past my swollen folds.

I lolled my head and slid my arm around his neck, tangling my fingers in his thick strands, my pussy already clamping around the thick invasion.

“From this day forward, no man will ever touch you,” he declared in the same sexual voice, so dark and demanding, rippling with sensuality. He slowly drove his cock all the way inside and the moment his shaft was fully seated, he threw his head back and roared.

The sound reeked of ownership.

I was his possession.

His toy.

And for some reason, I believed his only chance at salvation.

He lifted me off the floor, forcing me to toss my other leg around his carved hips, clinging to him as he thrust in manic actions. I was out of breath, clamping down as he slammed me against the wall.

Every part of me ached as he drove deeper, the rhythm pushing me closer to utter nirvana. I clasped my feet together and pushed his shirt off one shoulder, digging my fingers into his heated skin.

He nuzzled against my neck, licking and nipping as he squeezed my bottom with one hand. The way he was holding me was all powerful, requiring I succumb. “I want you to come.”

“Um… I…” I had no control over my body. This man, this larger than life monster had full command, yet I could hear his plea.

He shifted his hips, the angle taking me by surprise, my pussy muscles clenching and releasing over and over again.

“That’s it. Come for me, my wife. Come.”

His words reverberated in my mind, smashing my last resolve. As the orgasm swept up from my toes, tickling my legs, I opened my mouth in a silent scream. I couldn’t breathe, was unable to think or focus in any manner. The climax roared into me, the single orgasm shifting into the most beautiful wave.

This was nothing short of perfect ecstasy.

He nipped my neck, his teeth digging in and I heard the rumbling growls coming from the depth of his being.

Then I heard his whisper, another round of heated words that would forever burn into my mind.

“I can do with your body what I want anytime I want. I will take you to new heights of pleasure, but only after you learn what it means to be owned. And I will use every hole.” He pulled me away from the wall, his cock still deep inside, his hold even more possessive. I marveled at his strength as he took long strides toward his desk, easing me down to my feet.

He cupped both sides of my face, brushing his thumbs across my cheeks. “Every. Single. Hole.” He smoothed his hands down my arms, his eyes boring into mine. I’d never seen such extreme hunger, raw and unbridled as if he’d consume every inch of me.

I was so alive, my heart racing and my mind reeling with all the reasons I should hate him, not crave his touch.

As he tossed me over his desk, kicking my legs apart, I pushed up from the wooden surface, trying to see what he was doing.

But I already knew.

He was going to fuck me in the ass, making good on his promise.

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