Arranged Mafia Daddy

Chapter 7Viktor

7

Viktor

I f I play my cards right, Sage will be carrying my baby before she even has time to say her vows. The wetness between her silky legs is my permission to push things further. A rigged bet, just like the one that ruined her father’s life.

But I suspect she won’t take it quite as poorly as he did. In fact, I believe it’s what her little heart desires. Secretly, deep down inside, she wants to be owned by me. I can see it in the way her eyes sparkles as she looks up at me.

“If it lands on red, you’re mine completely. Black, and you’re free,” I whisper into Sage’s ear. I see the goosebumps on her arm, and I know she’s on the edge. She can’t resist the temptation I’ve put in front of her.

“Switch the colors, and I’m in,” she says after a brief moment of thought.

“Sure,” I say, raising my voice so that the croupier can hear me. “I’m sure it will land on black. It’s what both of us want.”

She laughs through her nose, pulling her head back but keeping her legs open for me. “Let’s do this.”

I nod to the croupier, who immediately lets the ball loose. It feels like it’s rolling for ages, skipping over numbers and hopping across the metal grooves. I watch intently, knowing that even if I lose by some freak accident, I won’t give up Sage. She’s mine no matter what.

But when the ball clinks into place, I move my hand up Sage’s dress and press my fingers into her pussy, entering her. She gasps, and I grin.

Black, just like my heart. Sage belongs to me.

I pull my hand out from under the table, grabbing her waist and pulling her away with me. She’s too stunned to say anything, just like she was initially when she was traded to me.

I walk with her quickly, moving her away from the heated crowd to a cooler corner of the casino. There’s a door there that’s only accessible to people with a code, and I’m one of the few people with that code. It’s mainly storage, nothing exciting, but I’m not going to wait to claim my prize. I don’t need a bed for what I’m going to do to sweet little Sage.

“Get in,” I grumble, punching in the code and opening the door. It’s pitch black inside, but we can figure that out later. I push Sage inside, looking over my shoulder to check the crowd before joining her in the darkness.

“Is there a light in here?” she asks just before the door closes.

The lock latches automatically, and I chuckle. “There must be, but I don’t care to look. I need you to hold up your end of the deal.”

“The deal?” she asks, her voice trembling a bit. I can’t tell if it’s excitement, fear, or anger. Possibly a mixture of all three. “You want me to become your breeding doll. That’s a fucked up thing to do to a person.”

“Yes, but you like it,” I reply, grabbing her waist again and pulling her close to me. Her body is searing hot under her thin dress, and I feel it slide up as she climbs up on my thigh to grind against me.

Of course, she likes it, but I want to hear it from her lips. I want to taste her words before I finally claim her body.

Her soft hands grab my face, and she pulls me down to kiss her, letting out a moan. She wants me just as much as I want her, but I want to hear the words. A kiss is not enough.

I push her off me, grabbing her cheeks and pulling her head back to mine, looking her in the eyes. They’re the only things I can see in the darkness. “Tell me you want it, fucking slut,” I growl.

She tries to spit on me, but I turn her head to the side.

“Fucking bitch,” I grumble. “Do that again and you’re going to find out why everyone is so afraid of me.”

“I’m not,” she replies, but I hear the hesitation in her voice.

I turn her head back to me, looking into her eyes again. There’s defiance there, but also a great need. It’s my duty as her future husband to satisfy that need, to teach her how to get the pleasure she so desperately desires.

“Be a good girl and say what you want, or the only thing you’re going to get is a sexless marriage with a man who hates you,” I warn.

She laughs. “You think I’m some kind of whore? You think I want to have sex with you?”

“Yes, and yes.”

She tries to spit on me again, but this time, I open my mouth, letting her spit inside. I’d love to see the look of shock on her face, but it’s just too dark to make out her features.

I laugh anyway. “Didn’t expect me to like it, did you? I think you’ll find a lot of things about me surprising, but you need to let loose a little. This isn’t going to be any fun at all if you don’t get that stick out of your ass.”

“I don’t have a stick in my ass,” she grumbles.

I smirk. “I could put one there, if you’d like. Anal can be fun, too.”

“Asshole,” she replies, grabbing my hand and trying to pry it off her face.

I don’t budge. “Come now, darling. Say the word, and you’ll get what you want.”

“I don’t want you,” she replies, but she’s already started to grind on me, pressing her panties into my thigh and rubbing herself all over me. I can already feel how wet she is, how desperate to be taken she’s become.

“Admit it,” I say, lowering my voice. “You want me to fuck you. I bet you want it rough, too. You need to be punished for being such a little slut.”

She scoffs, but her body speaks for her. She won’t stop grinding against me, trying to bring herself to orgasm without me inside of her.

But I won’t let that happen. If she’s going to get her reward, she has to learn her place.

I use my free hand to lift up her dress, grabbing her panties and tearing them off of her. I’m tired of those little things, anyway. They’re not doing much to prevent my pants from getting wet.

“Stop rubbing your pussy all over my leg,” I say, trying to move away. “You’re making a mess.”

She clings to me like a leech, refusing to go but unable to admit that she wants me. This whole thing is becoming maddening, driving me blind with lust and so stiff that my pants have become a prison for my swollen cock. I’m going to succumb to injury soon if this doesn’t stop.

“I’ll make this easy for you,” I say, lowering my voice and pulling Sage closer to me. “You kiss me one more time, and I’m fucking you until neither of us has the energy to move anymore.”

The words barely have time to reach Sage before her lips are on mine again. They’re hot with passion and taste like my new weakness. My entire body is electrified with new energy, and when she pulls away, I know my infatuation with her is going to turn into something much worse.

“Fuck me, Viktor,” she says, speaking loud and clear.

My mouth is dry, and my heart is pounding.

I can’t control myself anymore. I can’t keep my hands off her.

I rip off her dress, tearing it to pieces. I don’t care how much it costs, or how well it fits her perfect curves. I need to have her right now or I’m going to explode into a ball of fire.

I fumble with the zipper of my pants, freeing my erection as she stumbles back into the darkness. The closet isn’t big, but there’s enough room for us to play without feeling cramped.

With my pants on the ground and my cock in my hand, I charge toward her, pushing her into a pile of boxes. The crumple as she falls back into them, like a misshapen mattress that’s about to be soggy with her juices.

I spread her legs apart with my thighs, slapping my cock down on her bare pussy. It’s slightly clammy on the outside from her wetness, but it’s deliciously warm once I push inside.

She gasps, clawing at my chest with her nails, trying to leave scratches in my skin. I grab her hands, pulling them back over her head as I pump deeper inside of her. I can feel her hot breath against my face, overwhelmed but still desperate for more.

I can hardly hold back the urge to come inside of her, filling her tight pussy with my seed. It takes every ounce of willpower that I have to slow down and let her adjust, but she won’t let me. She wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper, taking me in all the way.

“Come inside me, Viktor,” she moans. “Fill my pussy.”

I groan, leaning into her neck. “I’m going to breed you, slut.”

She gasps as I bite down, holding her still as I pound harder into her. It’s so wet, and her walls are so tight. She’s already spasming, and I haven’t even begun yet.

“Don’t you dare cum yet,” I growl as I lean away from her neck.

“I can’t help it,” she whimpers. “You feel so good.”

I groan, slamming deep inside of her. The heat is too much, the pleasure is too intense. I’m frustrated that I’ve waited this long only to cum too quickly. She’s already spasming around my cock, threatening to milk me dry when it’s only been a minute.

I grab her neck, squeezing until I feel her pulse. It only makes her cum harder, though. She loves everything I’m doing to her, and it’s driving me crazy. I won’t be able to hold back if this continues.

I clench my teeth, squeezing my eyes shut as I let go of her neck. I try to lean back, to put a little distance between our bodies as I fuck her, but she grabs at me, pulling me back on top of her and pressing her soft body onto mine.

God, she feels like heaven. I can’t even begin to imagine how she could be this soft. Her body absorbs me, pulling me into this incredible heaven on earth. I no longer have control. I have surrendered to his sweetness.

She moans, cumming multiple times, her muscles convulsing around my cock. I can’t hold back any longer. I cum, and I cum hard. My cock twitches, pumping her full of my cum. I’m not pulling out, and I’m not slowing down.

It feels incredible, so natural, but it’s so wrong. Stealing her from her home, making her mine, and fucking her without a condom in the closet of my casino. That’s how a man ends up in hell, but how can it be bad if it feels this good?

“What have we done?” Sage moans, her body going limp underneath me.

“You’ve gotten what you deserve,” I reply, more to myself than to her as my cock twitches inside her sweet pussy.

I wait until every drop of semen leaves me before pulling out. I want her to have it all.