Sweet Intensity: A Dark Mafia Romance by Zoe Blake

She was too young for a man my age. Too pure and untouched. But that didn’t stop me.

The moment she dared to steal from me, she became mine.

As the billionaire owner of Chicago’s most elite gambling club and a powerful Russian mafia boss, a naïve, innocent girl like her was a temptation I couldn’t resist claiming for myself.

My desire to dominate and control her quickly grew into an all-consuming obsession, and the more she fought against my hold over her, the more feral and savage I knew I would become.

She was mine now, and I was going to make sure she knew it.

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Author: Zoe Blake

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Length: 68,700 words

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He was looming over me from behind—all six feet three inches of hard tattooed muscle of him.

He raised his hand and spanked my ass. “Eyes forward.”

I turned my head. “What are you going to do?”

“I told you… something different.”

He pushed two fingers inside of me and pumped them several times. I was still sore from earlier but it was a pleasant kind of pain. Like that twisted kind of satisfaction you got from pressing on a bruise.

I was so aroused with conflicted emotions of pain and pleasure, I was sure that a few more thrusts and I would orgasm just from the touch of his hand.

Then I felt it.

His other hand, pressed against my lower back as his thumb moved between my cheeks to tease my dark hole.

I squeezed it hard as I tried to shift my hips forward.

He shifted his hand to grab my hand. “Don’t move.”

My breathing came in short bursts. “No. Not there.”

“This is my game. You don’t make the rules.”

He moved his hand back to my lower back and placed the pad of his thumb against my asshole and pressed.

I dug my fingers into the bed blanket.

As much as I tried to resist, his thumb pushed inside to the first knuckle.

It felt strange and violating.

He swirled his thumb around as he pushed it in further.

I whimpered.

“Shhh, baby. Just relax. You’re going to take far worse than my thumb before this game is over.”

I tried to turn my head to look over my shoulder again. “What?”

“Eyes forward,” he barked. “Or I’ll really teach you a lesson and shove my cock up there without preparing you first.”

Fresh tears poured down my cheeks. I knew how much his cock had punished my tight pussy. He was so fucking big. There was no way I could take his hard length up my ass. No freaking way. “Please, Anton. You can’t.”

“You didn’t think you were going to be with me and not give me this virgin ass, did you, baby?”