Reluctant Vows

When he invited me to join him for a drink, I thought Alessandro was an ordinary guest at my family's hotel. I didn't know I belonged to him until he told me right there in the restaurant. I thought I had a say in the matter. But when I stood up to leave, it just earned me a sore bottom for the plane ride to New York, where our wedding was already planned for the next day. But I was soaking wet for him before he even walked me down the aisle.

With one look at Leonardo Volante, I knew he'd be the kind of husband who takes off his belt when his bride is sassy. But I wasn't expecting to be ordered to strip the moment we were wed. Or to be quite so shamefully wet when he bared me... Even before he saw the arousal glistening on my thighs, he knew I needed him to bend me over, redden my ass, and then take me so roughly that I scream his name as he makes me his.

Men who betray the trust of the most powerful mafia kingpin in New York rarely live to make the same mistake a second time, but I'm not one of Antonio Volante's soldiers. I'm his wife. So I got his belt instead of a bullet. Even though I did what I did for the sake of someone dear to us both, my husband doesn't plan to let me keep my secrets any longer. That's why I'm bare and bound with my punished ass sore inside and out, begging desperately for the climax he's kept me on the edge of for so long.

When I let myself into Matteo Volante's house uninvited, the fact that I've known him since I was a little girl didn't keep him from pinning me over his desk, wrenching my panties down, and spanking my bare ass bright red... and it didn't keep me from being soaking wet for him either. But he's not my childhood best friend anymore.

After I put my ring on her finger and told her she was mine, Olivia Volante tried to storm out, but when I pinned her to the wall and spanked her, I didn't just find her wearing no panties. I found her soaking wet. Because her body isn't giving her any more choice about belonging to me than I did. That's why my virgin bride is bucking and writhing and coming hard for me as I ravage her amidst the remnants of the wedding dress I just cut off. And why I made her my wife in the first place.