Taken By The Mafia Lord

This was no longer a dream, Arianna sensed it when everything was becoming too realistic. However, she didn't have the time to ask because Marcel had already begun to wreck havoc on her body.

A gasp tore from her lips when he slid his fingers through her core. Arianna moaned at that gesture, her hand now digging into Marcel's arm.

Her moan was loud and throaty, which made him swell. He could feel how wet she was down there and she grew wetter with each stroke of her clit. She was all wet for him.

"Marcel," She practically begged him to quench the fire inside of her because he was running his fingers through her opening teasingly.

Marcel's eyes were dark with desire in his gaze so smoldering that Arianna couldn't bear to look at him.

"Look at me," He commanded, rubbing his thumb through her as she arched her hips instinctively.

"Take that gaze away and I'll leave you hanging," He threatened her, intentionally teasing her again to prove his point.

She looked dazed and there was a flush in her cheeks. Her looks were sexy and Marcel wanted to see what she looks like when he makes her come.

Arianna bit on her lips and it was the slight sting that told her this was reality and she was very much awake.

"You broke your -" She tried to accuse him but that was the moment Marcel decided to add another finger, she gasped from the penetration instead.

Marcel smirked, "Says the one who kissed me first,"

Arianna went red in the face, "I thought it was a dream!" She defended herself. The harmless fun she had thought to engage in turned out to be reality. How was she going to solve this?

Marcel's smirk only grew at that moment, "I see someone's cowardly enough to break her promise only in a dream unlike me who bravely takes what he wants in reality," He didn't let out the part where he was the one that attempted to kiss her first.

Just like earlier, Arianna found out that each time she tried to defend herself, he would launch an attack with his fingers against her body, and this time, her hips rocked against the gentle sliding of his hands.

"No, no, don't close your eyes. I want you to look at me," He commanded when her eyes had instinctively shut close. It was better to feel everything with the eyes closed and he was taking away that option from her. As always.

"Yes, that is it. Good girl," Marcel complimented her just as she kept her eyes trained on him knowing what punishment awaited her if she does otherwise.

His gaze was smoldering and he stared into her eyes as he began to move faster, her core clenching around his fingers.

Marcel noted with delight the breathy whimper that began to leave her mouth as he increased his pace. Her eyes were wild with shock and astonishment mixed with pleasure as he moved so fast that all she could do was grab into him.

Then Arianna screamed and bucked hard as ecstasy crashed over her. It was the most beautiful sight Marcel had ever seen and he watched as she let go of him, falling back to the bed exhausted.

She was heaving, her chest falling up and down with each move. He was almost tempted to take up from where he stopped but he knew she needed the rest.

Moreover, what's the rush? He still has the next few days and the best kind of turn-on was to build anticipation. He would keep teasing her to the point she becomes a willing partner without hard work.

Pleased with his plans, Marcel leaned down and took her lips in a kiss once again. Arianna didn't fight back as he delved his tongue into her mouth, demanding her obedience. The kiss was also a preview of what was to come in the following days.

Marcel kissed her passionately and Arianna responded, placing her hand against his chest. He devoured her mouth and dominated her in every way possible as if he had the right to her and Arianna was honestly too tired and fulfilled to fight back.

When they pulled back, Marcel ordered her, "Now, you are going to close your eyes and pretend this never happened. It was all a dream, you get me?"

Arianna nodded, it wasn't hard to get that part done. Marcel touching her had left her boneless and exhausted that all she wanted to do was to lay down and go back to her once beautiful sleep. Also, her body was more relaxed now as if Marcel had helped loosened her tensed muscles.

It would surely be a long sleep.

She closed her eyes and before Marcel could say, "Jack Robin" the lovely woman before him was already sound asleep.

Marcel felt a little guilty upon seeing her tired state but he pushed that emotion to the back of his mind. Thoughts like that were dangerous. If there was anyone who enjoyed this encounter, it was Arianna - he touched her and she liked it.

He carefully untangled herself from her and went to the bathroom to finish his business. He had satisfied Arianna at his own cost.

But even as Marcel came from touching himself in the bathroom, the feeling couldn't be compared to when he watched Arianna reach her orgasm. She looked sexy and there was a glow around her that pleased him - he made her feel that way.

Marcel took a shower before leaving the rooms entirely. As far as Arianna remained on his bed, he wouldn't be able to control himself. So he went to spend time with his Lion Samson who was still brooding over the fact his position was now occupied by Arianna.

"Hey, buddy. I know you're mad at me, I'm sorry, but come on, we can do good with some changes, right?" He said hopefully to Samson who threw his face the other way. He was not interested.

But Marcel was not discouraged, he still doesn't know what the hell he's doing but he was sure things would work out somehow.

If only he knew tomorrow often has its own plans.