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Savored Innocence: A Dark Mafia Romance by Measha Stone

Today I called him my fiancé. Tonight I’ll call him daddy.

When I claimed to be Roman Romanov’s fiancé, I just wanted a Russian to leave me alone at a club. I didn’t know another bratva boss was upstairs at that very moment trying to get Roman to marry his daughter, and definitely I didn’t expect to end up going home with Roman that night.

Or to be calling him daddy with my cheeks blushing and my bottom sore from a spanking…

He says we have to pretend for a while to keep the peace, but we both know he’s not pretending when he strips me bare and bathes me like a little girl, or when he makes me beg to come, or when he takes me to his bed and teaches me what it will mean to be the bride of a man like him.

The truth is, I was his before I ever pretended to be.

Publisher’s Note: Savored Innocence is a stand-alone novel which is the fifth book of the Innocent Brides series. It includes spankings and rough, intense sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Author: Measha Stone

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Length: 50,000 words

Excerpt

“This is going to be rough, sweet girl.”

“Please.” She smiles gently.

Wrapping my hand around her throat, I press the head of my cock against her pussy.

“Hard and fast, sweet girl.” It’s the only warning I give before plowing into her pussy. Immediate relief washes over me as she clamps down around me; her hot, wet passage clings to me as I pummel her deeper and deeper.

Reaching between our bodies, I find her clit.

“So good,” I growl in her ear, squeezing her throat just enough for her to feel it, and I pinch her clit.

Her thighs, pressed against my flanks, tremble. She’s getting close, but I’m nowhere near done with her.

“Not yet, baby girl.” It pains me, but I slip free of her body. My cock aches to be back inside her. I reach beside her and grab the tube of lubricant. Her eyes widen, traveling with my hand as I lean back onto my heels. Squeezing the lubricant onto the tips of my fingers, I check her expression. Her bottom lip has completely disappeared between her teeth.

“Still not scared?” I bring my fingers to her ass, pushing past her cheeks and pressing against the tight hole. Immediately she clenches and I shake my head. “It will be worse that way, baby girl. Go on, relax for me.”

Slowly she softens and I’m able to easily push two fingers into her tight passage.

With a soft whimper she turns her head so she can see me.

“Nothing to be embarrassed about. You like having my fingers in your ass and I’m going to love having my cock buried in your ass.” I’m not sure I’ve comforted her at all, and I’m too much of a bastard to really care. I love her blush, and I can’t get enough of the shimmering tears in her fucking eyes when she looks back at me.

“It’s going to hurt.”

I nod. “A little.” I squirt more lubrication onto my fingers then run them over my cock, squeezing just enough to ease off some of the pressure. “It will hurt more if you’re a bad girl,” I promise then toss the lubricant back onto the nightstand and wipe my hand on the bedding.

“I won’t be, Daddy,” she promises, but she’s still sucking on her lip.

I grab it, pulling it free of her teeth.

“Keep doing that, and I won’t be able to control myself, and I’ll fuck you until you can’t walk tomorrow.”

She grins. “Promises, promises.”