His Tesoro: An Arranged Marriage Age Gap Mafia Romance (Empire of Royals Book 1)
His Tesoro: Chapter 38

My cock strained against my pants as I carried Sofiya to my bedroom. I loved the weight of her in my arms, loved the way she clutched my neck and pressed tentative kisses against my skin. Why had I resisted this? How had I ever thought I could go without my beautiful wife?

I pulled her into a kiss before lowering her to the bed. I crawled over her, being sure to keep my weight on my forearms so I didn’t put pressure on her joints. I wanted to make this good for her. I never wanted to hurt her. I’d thought my heart would stop when I saw her sprawled on the sidewalk, and I was fighting the need to coddle her with the desperate need to claim her.

“You want this?” I asked. It would kill me if she said no, but I would never force her.

“Yes,” she said, running her fingers down my jaw. Her touch was so gentle. I couldn’t remember being touched like that since my mamma died, and I felt that strange twinge in my chest I now realized was emotion.

I kissed her forehead as I ran my fingers through her golden hair. “You are so beautiful it fucking hurts.”

She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me close. Our lips crashed together—messy and wild and perfect. I groaned as my cock grew impossibly hard. This was already the hottest experience of my life and all we’d done was kiss.

I ran my hand down her body, savoring her curves, until I cupped her pussy. She was so fucking hot, even through her leggings.

“Mmm, wait a second,” Sofiya said.

I pulled back, meeting her gaze. My heart lurched when I saw an edge of panic in her eyes.

“I need my wheelchair.” She glanced at the door. We’d left her wheelchair in the living room.

I brushed the hair out of her face, still amazed that my hands were capable of doing something so tender. “Why do you need it, tesoro?”

Sofiya blinked quickly and averted her gaze. No, we weren’t doing that. I gripped her chin firmly in my grasp. “Don’t hide from me,” I growled. “Tell me.”

“Please,” she said, her voice fragile. “Please, can you just bring it here?”

Her breaths were coming faster now, and I was worried she was on the verge of a panic attack.

“Okay. I’ll go get it. But then we’re going to talk.” I kissed her forehead and forced myself to get out of bed. I pushed her chair from the living room back to her. “Is this okay?” I asked, positioning it on her side of the bed.

She nodded, and the tension lining her face eased.

I got back in bed, unable to stop myself from running my hand down her stomach to her covered pussy. I cupped her heat, savoring her soft gasp.

“Now, my beautiful wife, talk to me.”

She bit her lip, her bright blue eyes looking so unsure. But I stayed still and silent, forcing myself to be patient for her sake.

“I’ve had sex once before,” she blurted out.

I gritted my teeth against the rage rushing through my veins like molten lava. Only my wife’s soft, perfect body underneath mine kept me from leaving to track down the fucker who had touched what belonged to me.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” Her eyes glistened with tears.

I ran my nose down the side of her face, breathing in her sweet scent and forcing myself to be calm. I hated that I wouldn’t be the first one inside her, and I was determined to kill this fucking stronzo who had taken her virginity. But I wasn’t angry with her.

Never with her.

“I just wanted to feel normal for once,” she added.

I pressed a soft kiss to her cheek. “It’s alright, tesoro. Just tell me what happened.”

She chewed her lip, still looking like she was bracing herself. I ran my thumb over her lip, and she took a deep breath.

“Yuri was someone I’d known since I was young. He was over for a dinner party my parents were throwing—one of the last ones I was ever allowed to attend—and he asked me out on a date. I wasn’t really interested in him, but I thought he was nice and I just… I wanted a chance to get out of the house and not feel so trapped. We went to dinner and then he wanted to go to his friend’s house because they were having a party.” She took a shuddering breath. “The house was packed when we got there and everyone was drinking. I got a little overwhelmed by everything, so Yuri suggested we go upstairs where it was quieter.”

I kept my face pressed into her neck as my jaw clenched.

“I wanted to bring my rollator but he said it would be fine to leave it. He carried me upstairs.” There was a slight hitch in her voice, and I gathered her closer to my chest.

“When we got up there, he put me on the bed and it was obvious he wanted to have sex. I wasn’t sure about it, but I guess I mostly just felt lucky that he found me attractive at all.”

I couldn’t contain my growl. “What the fuck?” I cupped her face with both hands and looked at her intently. “You are the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever set my eyes on.”

Sofiya blinked. “Really?”

“Tesoro mio, how could you even ask that?” My heart ached as I planted soft kisses down the side of her face. Sofiya had been hidden away for most of her life, so I shouldn’t be surprised that she didn’t know how breathtaking she was.

Her fingers curled in my hair, holding me close. “You wouldn’t prefer someone who wasn’t damaged?” Her voice was so soft, so fragile.

The muscles in my jaw clenched. I’d had similar thoughts about her when we first met, but I had been wrong. “Next time you say something negative about yourself like that, I’m going to spank your ass. You are fucking perfect.”

“Did you just threaten to spank me?” she breathed. I pulled back to take in her expression, worried I would see fear there, but all I saw was heat and intrigue.

“Oh, baby, does the idea get you hot?” I pressed the heel of my palm firmly against her pussy. “Is your sweet little cunt growing wet at the idea?”

She bit her lip and shook her head.

A wide grin spread across my face. “Liar.”

Her cheeks flushed a fiery red.

“Don’t worry, tesoro. I’ll always give you what you need. Now, finish your story.”

My cock was rock hard against her thigh, and I fought the need to push inside her, to mark her with my cum over and over so everyone knew she belonged to me.

“It… umm… well, it was over quickly,” she said, shutting her eyes. There was enough light in the room that I could see the delicate red flush on her cheeks. “It hurt, but wasn’t particularly memorable.”

“Fucker,” I grunted.

“And then his friend knocked on the door, needing something. He went to go talk to him and I was left half-naked on the bed. I wasn’t sure I could get back down the stairs without falling, so I just had to wait for him.”

That motherfucking bastard. He took my girl’s virginity and then left her stranded in a house filled with drunk scum. I used all my training as Don to keep my voice even. “How long?”

“What?”

“How long did he leave you there alone?”

Sofiya bit her lip again and I scowled as I freed it, running my thumb over the tender skin.

“Almost an hour,” she whispered. A tear escaped down her cheek and it felt like a dagger to the heart. “I must have been really bad in bed to make him run away like that.” She tried to smile at her poor attempt at humor, but I wasn’t having it.

“No,” I said, cupping the sides of her face. “No. You will not take any of the blame for that asshole’s behavior. He took advantage of you and left you in a vulnerable position.” I swallowed hard. A lifetime of not expressing myself told me to shut up, but she deserved more from me. “I would never do that to you. Never.”

Her fingers ghosted down my cheek, catching on my stubble. “Have I told you I like when you have a beard?” she murmured.

I grinned and rubbed my cheek against hers. There was a light puff of air against my skin as she giggled.

“I know you’re not like him,” she said. “I just… it just makes me feel safer to know I can get away if I need to.”

I rested my forehead against hers. “I’ll give you what you need. But one day, you’ll know that the safest place for you to be is in my arms.”

“When did you get to be so sweet?”

I chuckled. Even with the enraging story she’d told me, my chest felt lighter than I could remember. I would deal with the bastard who hurt her in the morning, but for now, it was all about her.

My treasure.

My wife.

“I don’t fucking know. What have you done to me?” I asked.

Her crystal blue eyes met my dark ones. “Hopefully the same thing you do to me.”

“And what is that?”

“You make me feel.” Her lips brushed against my cheek.

I groaned as I ran my hands down her back until I cupped her plump ass. “Fuck, you’re perfect. Will you let me inside you, tesoro? Will you let me show you how deeply you belong to me?”

“Please, Matteo.” Nothing could prepare me for the thrill of hearing my name on her lips as she arched against my cock. I tightened my grip on her, wishing I had more hands so I could touch every part of her at once. One time with her would never be enough. A million times with her wouldn’t be enough.

I pulled back enough to draw off her shirt and bra, revealing perfect breasts tipped with pretty pink nipples. My cock ached at the perfection of her. I placed kisses on each nipple and then down her stomach. Sofiya sucked in sharply and squirmed. I pulled back, and she covered her stomach with her arms.

“Sorry, I know I’m too big. It’s been hard to move a lot and I’ve gained weight this past year and⁠—”

I bit down lightly on her nipple, causing a shocked gasp to slip from her lips.

“I never want to hear you say shit like that again.” I nipped her other breast for good measure. “And stop trying to hide yourself from me. It’s unacceptable.” I shifted her arms away from her stomach and replaced them with my hands, caressing and squeezing her softness.

“Unacceptable, huh?”

“Yes. And you’re to obey me, remember?”

She gave my shoulders a playful shove. “Oh, stop it.”

“That’s not very obedient, wife.”

“I don’t know that I’m in a very obedient mood, husband.”

I grinned and pulled down her leggings and underwear in one swift movement. “I can be quite convincing.” I worked my way down her body until I was gazing at her cunt. It was the prettiest I’d ever seen, pink and wet with a perfect triangle of blonde curls. Sofiya made a little noise in the back of her throat, and her hand went to cover her pussy. I growled, taking her wrist and gently pressing it to the bed.

“Don’t you dare hide from me. Never, tesoro. I will look at you whenever I want, for however long I want. Your body belongs to me.”

“Well then, you shouldn’t get to hide from me,” she said with a pout. She tugged at my shirt with the hand that wasn’t currently pinned.

I chuckled, kissing away her pout. “Oh, you are going to be a brat.” But I obliged her, stripping off my shirt and savoring the way her eyes widened as she raked them down my chest.

“Do you like what you see?”

“Yes,” she said with a mischievous smile. “Now these.” She tugged on my pants and I smacked her thigh, but I couldn’t deny her anything. I took off the rest of my clothes and lay over her, reveling in the heat of her skin against mine. I had fucked a lot of women throughout the years, but I’d never felt this close to anyone.

“You’re so beautiful.” My lips skimmed across her skin as I moved down her body, pressing hot kisses down her breasts and stomach until I reached her pussy.

She stiffened. “Are you going to… I mean, you don’t have to⁠—”

“Sofiya,” I said sternly, “I am going to eat your pussy whenever the fuck I want. Understand?”

She blinked up at me as she bit her lip against a smile. “Okay, husband.”

I moaned as I breathed in her scent, rubbing my stubble against the sensitive skin of her inner thigh. My mouth watered and I couldn’t hold out any longer. I licked a long line from her entrance to her clit, groaning at her sweet and salty taste.

It took her a while to relax, but with each lick, each time my tongue circled her clit, she let go a bit more until she was gripping my hair and practically riding my face.

“That’s it, baby. You’re doing so well for me.”

I shifted so I could cup her ass with one hand, canting her up so she was at a better angle for me to press a finger into her slick, hot entrance. A curse slipped through my lips as I felt how tight she was, my cock jerking at the thought of sliding inside her.

I worked her until she let out a soft moan, taking that as my sign to press a second finger inside her. She instantly tensed around me.

“Shh, tesoro, I’ve got you. You don’t have to be afraid.”

“Sorry,” she said. “I’m being stupid.”

“There’s no rush. We’ll take all the time you need.” My aching cock begged to differ, but I was going to make this good for her, even if it killed me. I would erase the feel of any other man inside her, ruin her for anyone in the future.

She was mine.

She slowly softened around me, and I thrust my fingers in and out. Her wetness grew until my hand and face were drenched with her.

“That’s my girl,” I murmured. “So fucking good for me. Look at you, absolutely soaking me.”

She looked away, as if embarrassed.

“No,” I said. “Keep your eyes on me. I want to watch you fall apart.”

“Oh, God,” she said as she clutched at my hair, my shoulder.

“I am your god,” I growled.

I kept working her with my fingers and then sucked her clit into my mouth. She shrieked, her back arching off the bed with the intensity of her orgasm.

“Good girl.” I pressed another kiss to her cute clit. “So good for me.” I worked my way up her body, feeling smug at her stunned expression. “Such an obedient little wife, coming for me.”

“Shut up,” she said, rolling her eyes, but a smile played on her lips.

“Naughty girl, talking to your Don like that. What am I to do with you?”

She arched against my hard cock with a gasp. “I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”

I gripped her thighs, spreading them before pushing the head of my cock inside her slowly. “Yes, it seems like I will.” Fuck, she was wet and hot and tight. I rocked in another inch and she inhaled sharply. I cupped her face, gazing into her eyes. “Are you alright? Am I hurting you?”

She closed her eyes and shook her head, taking deep breaths. “It’s okay. You just feel really big.” Her eyes popped open as if she could sense my smug expression. “Don’t even start with some toxic man crap.”

I kissed the tip of her nose. “I would never.” I rocked in a bit more, even though I thought the restraint would kill me. I reached between us and played with her clit. “There you go,” I murmured as her pussy relaxed around me. “Just breathe and let me in. You can take me. You’re made for me.”

We both moaned as I thrust into her fully. We gazed into each other’s eyes, the silence between us broken only by our panting breaths. But the silence didn’t feel cold or stilted, especially as Sofiya ran her fingers through my hair. It felt like the world had shrunk down to just us, just this moment.

“Come again for me.” My voice was hoarse, desperate. My body craved her pleasure, was fucking feral for her orgasms, knowing I was the cause of her pleasure.

“So bossy,” she said, but then her lips parted with a gasp. I continued thrusting into her, moving my thumb against her clit, until she tightened around me. She threw her head back, mouth open in ecstasy.

I couldn’t hold back my moan as I spilled inside her.

Sofiya.

My Sofiya.

My breathing was heavy, my heart practically beating out of my chest. “You’ve done something to me. Bewitched me.”

Her lips were parted, eyes wide as she gazed at me. She was perfect. I wanted to stay inside her forever, but I needed to take care of her, make sure she wasn’t too sore.

I reluctantly pulled out, my eyes hungrily taking in where my cum was spilling from her perfect pussy.

“That was…” Sofiya trailed off with a dreamy expression.

A wild grin spread across my face as I imagined filling her over and over until she carried my child.

I kissed her softly on the lips, savoring her sweetness, until a realization crashed over me like a spear of ice through my chest. I pushed off of her, my feet hitting the floor.