Chapter 7: Chapter 7

Chapter song- Code blue by The Dream

Have you ever needed something, so much that it consumes your mind, your body and soul when you have it? Have you ever lust for something, it drives you crazy every second without it? Have you had something you wish to never let it go? That is what I get for loving Elijah, the mafia King.

Hoisting me on his waist he walk us to the make shift bed placing me gently on it. My heart gave loud thumps watching him slowly take off his clothes as the sun bathe his pale skin. He looks so beautiful to say the least. His hands went working on his buttons and his slacks, turning swiftly I went on all fours having my spine in a deep arch shooting my ass out for him. Warm wet lips trails soft kisses on my leg upward snapping my lace panties off my body in the course of his journey having me naked as the day I was born. I gasp.

Giving a rugged smirk he continues his sweet assault to my pussylips taking a torturous lick. My head falls back in a moan gripping the little two inch mat, two more licks he kiss my drenched pussy arching my back more for him to penetrate. And he did.

"Elijah." I purred out biting my lower lips from the excitement of him driving along my slick wall.

"Princess." Groaning sexily once he got to hilt. I could never get tired of this feeling. The fullness of him or how deeper he always seems to get whenever we have sex. My breath caught in my throat as he pulls out pushing back in a slow pace. Uhh, what is he doing?

The question probs my mind but the pace have my walls throbbing in wanton appeal. How is he doing this? Why is he not going fast?

"Oh fuck! Mmmh yes." I moan as he circles his hips hitting a whole lot of nerves driving both my heart and mind on a marathon. His hands works on my breast tweaking the hard nipples, soft moans and grunts escapes his lips when it is not kissing my skin. Fuck me. What is this witchery called?

Strong hands helps me move to his pace, rolling my hips alongside his. Fuck Princess escapes his lips.

"Mmh faster papi." Trying to thrust hard, fast, anything but this sweet torture. Our sexcapades was one of rough, wild abandon sex. This is different, it is slow, passionate, exciting, nerve wrecking, brain reformatting and heart exploding. I felt him, his love, his misses, his anger, ME. Which is why I want to run from the whirlpool of emotions he gives.

Instead those strong hands held me still in place. "No. I want you this way." He says pulling out and dragging along my warm wet wall. He wants me to go crazy, to loose it.

"Uuh. Fuck. Mmh." I mewl hoping my heart doesn't burst out of my chest.

"Nia." He groans sexily. Leaving soft bites on my shoulders he rubs my soaked bud with my name on his lips. Oh yes.

"More." I beg. My feeling heightens by the second rolling my hips to reach that peak that is close yet seems so far from reach.

"You want more?"

"Please papi more. I need more." I beg at the verge of tears. Elijah has me crying my heart for him, killing me slowly without knowing.

"Uuh yes. Uh-huh."

"Fuck!" He grunts. "Turn over princess. I want to watch you come." He whispers to my ears.

Too slow to make a quick move he swiftly turns me over never for once taking his dick out. Once again, I met with this beautiful grey eyed man. The father of my child.

"I love you. I love everything about you Nia, your smile, your heart, your body. The way your pussy clings to me, fuck me!" His eyes shuts close for a second there relishing in the warmth he craves for as my skin clench on his. Thrusting back in. "How soft your tender walls are snug on my dick. I fucking missed you. I died when you left, my whole world crumbled and I couldn't help it. There's no life without you." His eyes open wildly in deep passion. "You are my world Nia."

Tears clouds my eyes and I don't know why. My heart and body can't take this anymore. His words pierce deep into my heart and I fall harder for the Russian King. My heart soaks in his words too selfish to drop a letter. He owns me and I own him.

Elijah is a flame, a burning flame raging with the wrath of a billion souls and you know what?

If love is a flame, I will gladly burn for him.

"Yes just like that. Clench hard on that dick. Fuck yes." My body reacted in an erotic way tightening around him as he moans out those words. He never stops in his pace rather his eyes glued on mine watching me convulse and spasm under him.

"Papi. Uh yes." Pussy juice drips making slurping sounds from skin slaps. I can't hold this! I can't hold this! I can't hold this! My mind screams at me as my eyes involuntarily close in ecstasy.

He commands. "Look at me." Snapping my eyes open. "Don't you ever do that again." I nod squirming hard under this mighty man. "I won't survive life without you Nia." His voice so broken I brought him down for a hot kiss. Our tongue plays letting him win dominance, we kiss so passionately I begin to wonder if this is the same Elijah I once know. Or something changed.

"Elijah. Please." I moan getting closer and closer to the cliff.

"Nia." He groans rubbing my bud at an increasingly fast pace still keeping his thrusts slow. Kill me.

"Fuck me. Uh-huh." My legs wraps around his lean waist scratching his back moaning loud.

"Feel me. I need you to feel me Princess." I did. I fucking do and it's driving me crazy. Uh yes!

"This body is yours. This dick is yours. My heart is yours Ugh fuck me. Fuck!" He moans

saying in between kisses. Long ago I realised I'm such a goner for him accepting my fate.

"More papi. More. Mmh. Oh yes. Uh-huh."

"I love you Sonia Vatore." He whispers placing a kiss to my ear. Out of breath, I reply with all of me because of a true he became so much more to me than anyone else.

"I love you Elijah I love you so fucking more Vladimir Ivanov." Like a wild beast triggered in

the night, he thrusts went from soft and languid to ferocious and hard. So hard it got me panting like a bitch in heat but I love it as he drove us crashing into an earth shaking orgasm.

"Ugh fuck. Yes!"

At the back of my head, I could only feel for the captain's ear. Letting a soft smile grace my lips my body falls deep in fatigue.

***

Soft kisses on my neck rouse me up slowly smelling the strong cologne so distinct my body reacts to it. "Mmh." I laugh turning over to him watching me with a grin on his face. He looks so happy. "Hi." I muse pecking his cherry lips eyes going down to his abs. He has such a

nice body that's why he flaunts it around me never taking his nudity as a shame.

"Hello." Deep velvety voice replies, eyes darting all over my face before resting on my plump lips finally meeting my hazels.

"Someone is here to see you." Sitting up abruptly, my brows furrows.

I question. "Who?"

"Your brother." oh no.