Romeo The Mafia Casanova

“You what!” Rebeka yelled as she paced their bedroom after dinner. It had been the first night they’d eaten with the family, and she was still strung tight by all the dominant, intense, and scary men in the family.

Dominic leaned back on his elbows on the bed. She was pissed at herself because her attention kept sliding over his body instead of concentrating on his words.

“I said we are getting married on Saturday.”

“We only met a few days ago.”

“Rebeka, we’ve discussed how mafia families are. You’ll get used to it,” he said.

She growled and set her hands on her hips. “And if I say no?”

She knew she had made a mistake in pushing him when his eyes narrowed. He slid to his feet with a panther-like grace and stalked her across the room.

A gasp tore from her throat when her back hit a wall. He pressed his chest against her and set his hands beside her head on the sheetrock. “Do you want to repeat what you just said?” His whisper was deep and raspy.

She swallowed. “I… I j-just think we’re going too fast.”

He bent and twisted his hips to push her legs apart before pressing his cock against her tender, swollen clit. He used one hand to lift her off the floor. “Put your legs around me, pet.”

She cried out when the pressure against her cunt intensified as her legs wrapped around his waist. Rebeka tried to push him away, only to have him press harder against her. If it weren’t for the fabric of his pants and her skirt, she knew he’d be deep inside her at that moment.

Her mouth opened to speak, but all she could manage was a shaky breath.

“I’m going to fuck you, pet, and that will show you who you belong to.”

“I-I-” she stuttered.

“Shh.” One of his hands came up to cradle the side of her face as he bent his head. His lips pressed against hers before his tongue delved deep inside her mouth, tangling with her tongue.

She had no idea when she’d raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck. At the moment, she didn’t care. He was making her feel things she never had before and taking over her body with an intense scorching passion. It should have scared her. Instead, it made her hotter.

A gasp slipped out when her back hit the mattress. She’d never felt them move across the room because all her concentration was on the way his tongue was fucking her mouth. She felt a cool draft of air slide over her bare skin and still didn’t have the strength to stop.

His mouth lowered to her neck, nipping and sucking as he moved down her body. He paid attention to her nipples before moving farther down.

“Oh, God,” she screamed when his mouth covered her cunt.

She thrashed against the mattress as he devoured her. One of his long fingers pierced her cunt several times before he added another and then another finger. The stretched feeling was almost too much to take, and she had to move her hips to relieve the pressure.

He crawled up her, pushing her legs farther apart before he cradled her head between his hands. “Look at me, pet.”

She blinked a few times before she could focus on him.

“That’s good. Keep them open,” he said.

The pressure started to build as he pushed his huge cock into her. He was slow but didn’t give her time to adjust to each inch he pushed in.

“Dominic,” she whimpered.

“Easy. It’s okay. You can take me. Just calm down.”

She exhaled and focused on relaxing her muscles.

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He pushed the last few inches into her and then stayed still for her to get used to him. All the while, he murmured encouraging words to her and pressed kisses over her face, neck, and shoulders.

After a minute passed, Dominic started to thrust. Slowly at first but quickly gaining power. She dug her nails into his back and her heels into the back of his thighs.

“Please. Make the ache go away,” she said.

“I will. Do you see how good I can make you feel?”

She hummed.

“It will only get better, pet.”

She only heard a few of his words because she was so close to the pinnacle that she mostly listened to the beating of her heart. When he stopped, she cried out.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“I want you to answer my question.”

“What question?” she asked.

“You won’t fight me on Saturday when I take you as my wife, right?”

“Oh, I…” God, he wanted to talk about that right then?

“I can stay like this all night, pet.”

Her teeth snapped shut. “I won’t fight you.”

He kissed her firmly on her lips. “Good girl. Now, I want you to come for me.”

The air whooshed out of her lungs as he rammed into her. She was thrown over within seconds, overwhelming her system and making tears seep from the corner of her eyes. A groan tore from him as he slammed into her a few more times and then came to an abrupt stop, resting his head on her shoulder as he tried to calm down.

Rebeka ran one hand over his back and relaxed into the mattress. She was lethargic and couldn’t have moved her body if she had to.

He finally lifted his head and stared down at her. “You’re mine.”

She hesitated for a moment before she nodded. There was no way she’d be able to fight him because her body already craved his.

“Good.” He pulled out of her and picked her up.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“We’re going to take a bath and then go to bed.”

That sounded like heaven, but things were still too new to say out loud. Besides, the man was already cocky enough.

“Come on, pet. There’s nothing to be afraid of,” Dominic said.

“What if your mom doesn’t like me?”

He snorted. “Stop. She’s going to love you.”

Dominic pulled her into the house they would live in for the rest of their lives. “Do you know where my mother is?” he asked one of the guards.

“In her office. She wanted you to go see her when you got here, sir.”

“Thank you.”

He pulled Rebeka along and rolled his eyes when she balked before the doorway to his mother’s office. Then he turned and grasped her shoulders. “Baby, everything is going to be okay.”

He bit back a smile when she dramatically relaxed and then nodded.

He grabbed her hand again and led her into the office. His mother was behind her desk on the phone, so he waited until she was done.

“Mother.”

Aria looked up, smiled, and then stood and came their way. The first thing she did was hug him.

“Mother, I’d like you to meet my fiancee Rebeka.”

Aria grabbed Rebeka’s hands and smiled. “I’m so excited to meet you, Rebeka. I hope you come to feel at home here. I have to admit I’m thrilled to have another woman around.

Dominic watched as his mother and Rebeka talked, holding hands the whole time. A few moments passed, and he could tell his woman was already taking a liking to his mother, which was exactly what he wanted.

“Your sisters are up in the room across from mine, waiting to get their hands on Rebeka. Would it be okay if I took her up?” Aria asked.

It was silly, but he didn’t want her out of his sight. He thought part of it was because he was still afraid she’d try to make a run for it. Another thought was being with her mellowed him somehow, and he was becoming addicted to that peaceful feeling.

“Yes, that’s fine.”

Aria smiled and walked to the door to wait.

He grasped Rebeka’s shoulders. “I’ll see you soon.”

She nodded.

He bent and kissed her gently. “The next time we kiss, we’ll be husband and wife.”

“Yes.”

He nodded, released her, and watched her walk to his mother and be led out of the room.

The hours until the wedding seemed to drag by. It helped to have a few of his brothers-in-law hanging with him. It kept his mind off the fact he couldn’t touch her.

Graham slapped him on the shoulder. “Hey, man, stop stressing. The wedding is going to happen within the hour.”

Dominic glanced at his watch and nodded. “Damn, did you feel like this when you married my sister?”

“Fuck, yes. We all did.”

That made him feel better.

Blake handed him a glass with amber liquid in it. “Drink up. It will settle your nerves.”

He chugged it back and then gasped at what felt like liquid fire sliding down his throat. “Jesus, what the hell is this?” Dominic choked.

Blake grinned. “We call it moonshine.”

Dominic handed the glass back.

“Did it help?” Graham grinned.

“Yeah. You could have warned me.”

Blake snorted. “Nah. What’s the fun in that?”

Dominic chuckled.

The door opened, and Duncan stuck his head in. “The bride is ready.”

It was about fucking time.

There were several chairs lined up with an aisle in between for Rebeka to walk down. They got him in his spot in front of the judge who would marry them. He shook his hand.

“Thank you for coming. I know it was last minute.”

The judge chuckled. “Lately, that seems to be the norm with this family.”

Dominic grinned and then turned to face the back as the music started. He almost chuckled when Faith came around the corner as a bridesmaid, followed by his other sisters. They all wore summer dresses in different shades of pink.

His smile fell when Rebeka started toward him in a white lacy summer dress. It wasn’t formal-looking, but it could pass for a wedding dress any other time. On her, it was perfect.

He couldn’t seem to get his heart to settle enough to take a full breath.

“Easy does it, son,” the judge said. “She’ll be yours in a few minutes.”

He nodded without taking his eyes off her.

Dominic seized Rebeka’s hands after Faith took her bouquet. He stared down at Rebeka and couldn’t believe he had found her and how perfect she was. He was never letting her go. She’d belong to him for the rest of her life.