I’d even seen depraved moments when a daughter was to be introduced to the world of sex: to be taught in ways of not only pleasuring her soon-to-be husband, but also to be used as a siren for her father’s bidding.
I fucking hated those moments. Those girls were to be pure for their husbands, and their fathers made certain of that purity.
Maybe that was what D’Agostino had done with his daughter.
The very thought made me rage, and I pushed it away. My own feuds were relegated to the back of my mind. Now, a singular purpose drove me forward.
After tonight, Leda would be intact no longer.
I was going to ruin her.
Chapter 23
Lucas
My curiosity piqued at Leda’s reaction. I spanked her a few more times so that both cheeks matched before I flipped her around. Her eyes were wide with heat, her entire body flushed in a delicious shade of pink, and my hands twitched to roam down her body.
No. Fuck. No.My touches had to dominate, not explore. They were meant to be harsh, to show her who was in control.
There would be a time for pleasure, but not from my touches. That honor was reserved for my cock. Everything else was off-limits.
When my hand went to my waistband, Leda unknowingly licked her lips, and I fought back a groan. It was almost like shewantedmy cock in her mouth, almost as much as I did.
“On your knees,” I ordered as I opened my zipper and pulled out my cock.
Leda did as I asked. I stepped forward until my knees hit the side of the bed, my cock in my hands.
I gripped at my cock hard to keep my hand still. Maybe it was her eagerness that was affecting me, but I had never felt like this before with anyone. “Put it in your mouth.”
She didn’t even give me a protest as her tongue darted out and touched the bulging head, tasting me tentatively.
“All of it,” I demanded, not wanting to play fucking games. I needed to gain control again, and this was the best way to do it.
Leda needed to know she had no control over me. I was the one in fucking control, not her.
Stretching her mouth, she slid my cock between her lips, and I felt a tremor slide through me, torn between wanting her to stop and wanting to continue. This was fucking torture at its best. The Mafia princess before me had no fucking idea just how much power she wielded over me in this exact moment.
For a brief second,sheownedme, and I didn’t hate it as much as I thought I would.
I couldn’t let her discover that power.
Angrily, I pushed deeper until she started to gag against my cock.
I was pissed at myself for allowing any thoughts other than ruining her to cross my mind.Fuck her beautiful body. Fuck the fact that she wasn’t scared of me.
She was going to be.
Leda reached up to adjust herself, and I slapped her hand away, pulling out slowly before ramming back in. Tears welled up at the corners of her eyes as I thrust, and a twinge gripped my chest. I was supposed to teach her a lesson, wasn’t I?
This was Leda D’Agostino, the daughter of the most hated Mafia don at this moment.
She deserved far worse than what I was doing to her. She deserved to pay for her father’s crimes, to have real fear in her eyes as I did unspeakable things to her. I should chain her to this fucking bed and use her repeatedly until I was the only person she answered to.
I wanted to mark her body with my seed, to cum all over her until there wasn’t an inch of her skin that hadn’t been violated by me. I thought I would use her up and then drop her off right on her father’s doorsteps as a sign of my own power.
To show the other Dons: look at the D’Agostino princess. Her father thought she was untouchable. You thought you were untouchable? You thought wrong.
Yet here I was, about to ruin all the plans I had drummed up in my head. Now, all I could think about was burying my cock deep between her legs until she forgot who she was.