Virgin Desires Forced Possession by a Sexy Mafia Boss
A Prodigal Princess

Mireille felt her body tingle at the words of Dante. She looked into his grey, mesmerising eyes and just staring into his eyes, she could feel all her restraints breaking away.

“Dante” She called his name, her voice still softer than she had intended it to be.

“I’d rather walk naked” she added.

“That would be a beautiful sight, Principessa” He replied, his voice low and husky.

“But that sure won’t be enough for me” he added, his gaze flickering down to her lips and then back to her eyes. Dante’s cock was aching to be buried in between her legs already and every second that passed with her being so close to him made him lose his mind gradually.

“I asked you to stay away from me”

“Too bad I can’t” he leaned in even closer and Mireille could swear she felt her nipples hardening in response to his closeness.

His manly cologne filled her nose and she wanted nothing than to pull him into a tight hug but she could not do that or could she?

“I said stay away” Mireille groaned and Dante pulled away from her.

Mireille watched as he walked over to the sofa in the room and picked up a document she had not noticed earlier.

Dante waved it in the air, craziness in his grey eyes.

“I so fucking wish you are materialistic, Princess” he walked up to her with the document in his hand.

“What is this?” Mireille asked.

“You just have to sign this and three mansions and a beach house will be yours, Princess. Just let me fuck you”

Mireille felt her heart skip several beats.

“Are you crazy, Dante?” She asked the first question that came to her mind.

“If you want an entire estate added to it, you just have to tell me. Just let me fuck you” he requested.

“Dante” Mireille shook her head in disbelief.

How could he be willing to give her an entire estate just to have sex with her? Was he this crazy over her?

“Are you in your right senses?” She asked.

“No, I am not. I am going crazy already. I am tired of jerking off alone in my bathroom. I need to fuck your pussy” his deep voice resounded through the room.

His raw words made her pussy wet and Mireille gulped down with want, feeling all of her restraint melting away.

He was a murderer but there was no reason to deny herself of the pleasure she so much craved from him, was there?

“Oh god” she exhaled and grabbed the document from him and tore it into pieces quickly.

She threw her arms around his neck and pulled him down to her height, pressing her lips to his. Dante kissed her back feverishly, his lips parting and taking hers into his mouth.

After a few seconds of kissing her lips, Dante deepened the kiss, sending his tongue into her mouth as his hands immediately found where the bathrobe had been tied and loosened it at the same time, Mireille’s hands found his belt and unbuckled it.

Mireille broke the kiss, untangling her lips from his and breathing heavily as Dante’s hand immediately slipped to her pussy mound.

“Fuck me, Master. Heavens know I have been aching to say that to you” she admitted in a moan and Dante slipped two fingers into her wet pussy.

“Oh yes” Mireille moaned, feeling his thick fingers inside of her. It was totally different and felt way much more better than her own fingers that had found her pussy the last night while thinking of him.

Mireille threw the belt off, her lips parted in constant moans as his fingers worked its way in and out of her. Dante picked her up as her shaky fingers sought to unzip his flyer.

Dante dumped her onto her bed and rid himself of his shirt in an instant. Mireille’s gaze fell on the bandage on his stomach but she could not ask of it at the moment. Her mind was clouded by want, desire and lust not worry.

Dante got onto the bed with her and immediately sent three fingers into her wet snatch.

“Oh fuck! Master!” Mireille’s back arched as her pussy stretched at the inclusion of another thick finger.

“It feels so good! So hopelessly good” she cried out in pleasure as his fingers began to work in and out of her at a fast, rough pace.

It seemed like Dante’s fingers had been possessed by a demon and in no time, Mireille found herself on the edge.

“I missed this” she cried out, feeling her orgasm on the way.

She knew it wasn’t a mini orgasm like the one she had given herself the previous night, this was a real orgasm and her entire being was grateful for it.

Dante’s mouth found her hard, perky nipples and he teased her right nipple with his mouth, his fingers working in her dripping pussy.

“Christ! Master” Mireille screamed as she wrapped her hands around his head, her fingers tangling with his dark hair.

“I…. I am about to cum, Master. Your prodigal Princess is about to fucking cum. Can she?” She cried out.

Dante so much wanted to keep her on the edge and punish her for denying him all these while but he wanted her squirt even more badly.

“Master wants your squirt. Give Master the precious squirt you have denied him all these while” he demanded, pulling his mouth off her nipple.

Dante watched her face contort in pleasure and her teary, pleasure filled eyes shut tightly as her orgasm descended on her powerfully.

“Master!” She screamed loudly, her scream of pleasure filling the entire room.

Her back lifted off the bed entirely and her toes curled in the earth shattering pleasure she had so much missed getting from her Master. Her squirt sprayed Dante’s fingers that continued working their way into her pulsing and contracting pussy.

It looked like his fingers were digging out the squirt in her pussy and her legs subconsciously clamped his hand in between her legs but that did not stop Dante’s fingers from moving inside of her.

“Oh my fucking god! I fucking love how you make me feel, Master” Mireille moaned in pleasure, her voice cracking a bit.

“Aaargh! If you keep doing… If you keep doing that, your Princess is going to cum again” Mireille whimpered, her tits heaving as lust and pleasure clouded her mind.

This was what she wanted. To have him and for him to have her. It didn’t matter if he killed a thousand people for silly reasons or not, he was the one who made her feel this way and this made up for every single thing.

“Do it! Cum again. I want to see you cum until I can forever recall what you look like when cumming.” he growled deeply and Mireille’s legs clamped his hand again, her back lifting off her bed and her body falling into a series of spasms that sent her quivering and shaking.

Dante laid on top of her, pressing her bucking body down to the bed in the throes of her climax.

“Oh god! I am going to die of pleasure” Mireille whimpered.

“Ma… Master” Mireille wrapped her arms around his hard, muscular body as her body shivered, his fingers stilling inside of her as he began kissing her face down to her neck.

“Thank you, Master” she whimpered, ignoring the few tears that had rolled down her cheeks due to the intensity of her orgasm.

“Oh yesss”

Dante licked on her neck, then kissed and sucked on it, giving her a hickey as his thumb strummed her clit.

“I so want to make you cum again before I fuck you but my cock can’t wait” Dante knelt in between her legs and pushed down his trousers along with his briefs, revealing his hard, thick, throbbing cock.

Its thick, pierced head was covered in his precum already and Mireille looked at it with want in her eyes. She craved it so badly and felt her heart swell with joy and her pussy showing its excitement through her juices as he got in between her legs.

“Oh god. Finally” she moaned, feeling the head of his cock, pushing her pussy lips.

“Aaargh, I missed you” Dante sank the entire length of his cock into her pussy in one sharp thrust that made Mireille throw her head back in pleasure.

“Princess” Dante moaned her name and it had to be the longest and deepest moan she had heard from Dante.

“I fucking missed your cunt gripping my cock like a vice. Three days without your pussy made me feel useless.” He groaned, being reminded of the exact feeling of the first time he fucked her wet cunt.

Warm, wet, and tight. She was perfect for him like she had always been.

“I feel so full. I missed this feeling too. I missed being stretched by Master’s cock” Mireille moaned, her lashes batting as she wrapped her legs around him.

Dante slowly pulled his cock out of her pussy, making her feel every inch of him and every throbbing vein of his cock and then sank his cock back into her with one sharp thrust.

“Fuck!” She cursed as he repeated the act.

“Take care, Princess” Dante whispered, kissed her forehead and let out a deep growl as he gave in completely to his animalistic desires.

He fucked her pussy hard and good, his cock slamming in and pulling out of her pussy in a blur.

Mireille’s fingers dug into his skin as she screamed with the pains and pleasure that rocked her body in response to the deep, hard thrusts of his cock.

“I missed your cock in me!” Mireille cried out.

“You took this pussy away from me but not anymore” Dante growled, every word he said, accompanied by a thrust or two.

Mireille shook her head, her tits heaving and bouncing as his cock fucked her pussy sore. Dante moved his weight to his left arm, not missing his pace as his cock continued to obliterate her pussy.

He pushed the fingers of his right hand against her lips and Mireille opened up, sucking three of his fingers into her mouth as her pussy took every of his thrusts like his sex champ that he was turning her into.

“Oh fuck! This is where you belong, Princess. Right under my cock!”

“I belong wherever Masters says I belong” Mireille moaned, her mouth parting and letting his fingers out.

Dante took the fingers into his own mouth, locking eye contact with her as he sucked on the fingers she had just sucked too.

Overwhelmed by the pleasure, Mireille was ready to cum and drench the sheets yet again. Her eyes threatened to close but his words stopped her.

“Don’t you dare. Don’t you fucking dare close your eyes” Dante warned and Mireille cried out, keeping the eye contact and staring right into the eyes of her brother’s friend. The same man she had told her brother she hated. The same man she had denied ever wanting.

“I am such a little slut….” She moaned, her body trembling.

“Can this little slut cum on Master’s cock? Can she?” Mireille cried out and Dante gritted his teeth in pleasure.

Right from the moment he shoved his cock inside of her pussy, the urge to cum had descended on his expectant and aching cock.

“Oh fuck! She can! My little, slutty Princess can cum!” He growled and Mireille could barely thank him before cumming hard, her squirt gushing out and threatening to push his cock out of her pussy.

Dante pulled out of her spasming pussy as he felt his balls tightening with his own cum. He got down immediately, latching his mouth onto her squirting pussy and having his face sprayed with her squirt as his right hand fisted his cock.

“Urrgh! Fuck! I am cumming” he moaned and growled on her pussy as he shot his cum into the sheets.

His body quivered as he did so and the both of them finished cumming at the same time.

“That… That was awesome” Mireille brushed tears away from her face as Dante raised his face from her pussy, his cock still hard and now smeared with his cum as well as his right hand which had fisted his cock while he came.

He kissed her tears away and brushed his cum smeared hands against her lips.

“That was awesome but way too quick. I was way too excited and could not wait to fuck you.” He pushed two fingers into her mouth and then kissed the hickey he had made earlier and kissed her down to her sensitive tits.

“Now, let me really fuck you like a prodigal Princess should be fucked. “