Page 20 of The Devil's Heir

Liliana

Oh… my… God. Is this seriously about to happen? When I came to this room, I had no idea that my duties would be starting already. I thought he would at least allow me to get comfortable in my new home first. God, was I wrong.

My body's a treacherous bitch. The way my pussy liquified at Jarek's first touch had me blushing when he felt it for himself. I don't want him to think I like him because I don't. It's as he said, this is a job.

Doing as I was told to do, I go to the bed and lay down, lifting my legs just like he told me to, except I'm a bit embarrassed to open them. Baring myself entirely to the guy who made it his mission to make me miserable in school is mortifying.

"Don't make me restrain you, pauper. If I do, I can't promise to be as gentle as you want me to be." Jarek's warm hands are large as he places them on top of my knees. "There will be no hiding from me. If I want to look upon your cunt, then you will bare it for me. Do you understand?"

I cover my eyes with my hands and relax my legs, letting him pry them open.

An intake of breath has me peeking out through my fingers, but I can't distinguish whether Jarek's gasp was good or bad.

I've always kept myself trimmed the best I could, even living on the streets. Maybe he prefers a bare pussy.

The thought gets pushed to the side when Jarek pulls down the front of his sweatpants, and his hardened length springs forward. It's thick and veiny and bigger than what I remember Heath's cock to be.

Trepidation fills me. Will it even fit inside me?

My expression must amuse him because Jarek wraps his hand around his shaft and slowly moves it up and down as he says, "I know what you're thinking, and it will fit." He holds up a bottle of lube, grinning. "But just in case…"

My eyes go from the bottle back to his cock. Pre-cum seeps from the tip, and when he wipes it off with his finger, he's quick to push the same finger into me.

"We can't be wasting any, now, can we?"

I'm not sure what comes over me, but the words leave my mouth before I realize I'm even saying them. "Won't you waste it every time you fuck your submissive?"

All movement stops as my words reach his ears. Anger rises within the dark depths of his eyes, and his jaw clenches. Removing his finger, he squirts some lube onto his length and rubs it all around before notching the tip at my entrance.

"Trust me, little pauper—I have enough cum to be able to fuck a whole harem of women and still knock you up. Would you like to see it?" He pushes into me slowly, not stopping until he hits the thin barrier.

I squirm at the amount of stretch my walls receive—it's uncomfortable. "Please, Sir…"

"Oh? Begging already?" Jarek muses.

He's breathing heavily, his stomach and chest muscles contracting with each breath. It's bothering him to take it this slow, and I can't help but find enjoyment in it.

"I want you to know that I wouldn't do this for anyone, Liliana.

I am the Don of this area's wealthiest and most feared crime family.

I can have anything and anyone I want. Remember that if ever you think I'm being unfair to you.

" He pauses briefly before he warns, "This might hurt just a little bit. "

Jarek's hips surge forward, burying himself deep inside me. I cry out and try to back away, but he doesn't allow it. He does, however, try soothing me.

"Shh, it's okay now. The worst is over. Fuck, you're so tight, Liliana." He closes his eyes as if to savor the feeling before he begins to move again .

The stabbing pain that took place as soon as Jarek broke through my hymen ebbs away until it's nothing but a dull ache. Using his thumb, he begins to rub my sensitive bundle.

A feeling ignites inside me, and my body begins moving on its own. When a slight moan slips out, Jarek chuckles. I don't realize my eyes are closed until they snap open at his amusement.

"I've always known you'd love my cock, pauper.

I've waited four fucking years to sink into this sweet cunt; don't think for a second I'm not going to enjoy it every chance I get.

" I watch as he looks down to where our bodies join, and then he spits, rubbing it into my clit as he rubs it harder. "Come for me, pauper."

When I don't, he slaps my clit, knowing how sensitive it is, and commands me to come again. Jarek repeats it over and over until I clamp around his shaft and explode, soaking his length.

"Oh, God…oh, God…oh, God!" I cry out

"That's my good pauper," he muses, then adds, "However, I'm your God now, and I told you I'd have you screaming my name."

When I've come down from the high of my climax, Jarek pulls out of me and backs away. I know I'm new to having sex, but I know when a man comes, and Jarek did not spill inside of me.

"Are we done then?" I start to get up, but Jarek shoves me back down.

"I promised I'd go gentle on you the first time, did I not?" he asks.

I nod. "You did."

"And was I gentle enough for you, Liliana?"

"Yes, Sir, and I appreciate it," I tell him.

"Good because it's round two for you, and I'm going to show you how I fuck my women."

Before I know what he's doing, Jarek flips me onto my stomach and pulls my hips into the air. I get up onto my hands, but he shoves my head into the mattress.

"Head down, pauper, I want full access to this pussy. I'll tell you if I want you on your hands and knees."

Jarek thrusts into me, not caring whether I'm sore or not. Luckily, I'm wet enough that it doesn't hurt much at all. After a few thrusts, he brings his hand down onto my bare ass, and I squeak at the sting. Slap after slap rains down on each ass cheek as Jarek continues to fuck me .

The slaps never let up until Jarek takes my hips in a bruising grip and slams into me, emptying himself deep inside. He's panting heavily as he remains inside me for a few minutes. When he pulls out, he slaps my ass again.

"Stay just like that until I tell you to move," he instructs.

"Yes, Sir." My voice cracks when I respond.

I don't want him to see me cry, but when he hears my response, he stretches out beside me, propping his head on his hand as he smirks at me.

"Do you know why I spanked you, pauper?"

"N-no, Sir."

Looks can be so deceiving at times because when he cups my cheek gently while brushing his thumb back and forth in a soft caress, I think he's going to say something sweet. Instead, he slides his hand further back and tangles his fingers into my hair, tugging on it tightly.

"You do not get to barge into my office and make demands of me, Liliana. You are very beautiful, and I know I'm going to enjoy using this delectable body of yours, but you are still beneath me." He slams his mouth against mine, taking what he wants.

Once Jarek is done with me, he gets up and puts everything back in its proper place. Then, he produces a silk robe and holds it open.

"Come, pauper. It's time for bed. You have a long day tomorrow and need your sleep."

"May I ask what I'm doing tomorrow, Sir?"

"Well, it's not like it's a secret. I am taking you to a meeting I have with my underboss and a few of my capos. I want them to see the woman who is off limits and who they are to protect with their lives until you give me an heir."

I swallow hard. It's one thing to be around one person in the mafia, but to be around multiple people who have most likely killed others. Oh my God, has Jarek killed anyone?

"Why do you look so pale, pauper? You have nothing to worry about—my men will not harm you."

"Have you killed anyone, Sir?" I ask nervously.

Jarek takes my chin between his fingers and tilts my head up.

His eyes study my face before he finally speaks.

"Whether I've killed or not makes no difference.

You are mine for a year, pauper. I will fuck you, protect you, and yes, I will kill for you.

I can't allow anybody to touch what is mine, ever ," he vows.

Chills run through me at hearing the seriousness in Jarek's voice.

I always knew Jarek was not a good person, but to have it confirmed that he is very dangerous has me wanting to run the other way—but I can't. I need the money that this little arrangement will provide me.

I refuse to give up so early, and if Jarek is promising to protect me, then I shouldn't have anything to worry about, right?

"Go to bed, Liliana. Do not shower tonight. I want you to keep my seed inside for as long as possible. Jackson will come for you at seven to escort you to the dining room. You will eat breakfast with me before we leave."

"Yes, Sir."

He grins, pivots on his heel, and heads for the door.

Just as he opens it, he stops and turns partially to face me again.

"You did well for your first time, pauper.

Better than I expected a virgin to be. You still have a ways to go to reach the level I'm used to, but you'll get there. " And then—he's gone.