Mafia Obsession

Epilogue

The ocean laps against the shore, sending soothing tones through the air, but my heart is racing. I wait to be ushered over to the makeshift aisle on the soft, white sand. I can’t see him yet, but I can’t wait to.

Leo holds my arm, smiling at me. “Don’t worry, you will do great.”

I smile back, despite the storm raging in my stomach. I rest my free hand on the bump of my tummy. Six months pregnant, and we don’t know yet whether it’s a boy or girl. Both of us want it to be a surprise, to the annoyance of everyone else.

My dress is more beautiful than the one Alex ruined the day I was supposed to marry Kane. So much has happened since then, and the family has had some crazy ups and downs. All of that is a story for another day, though.

It took us a while to rearrange the wedding-eighteen months to be exact. I’m glad we waited, as this is the most perfect place for a small, intimate wedding. A beautiful beach in Columbia, the country Kane’s mother was originally from.

We rented the beach and only close family and friends are here-Ethan, Jack, Rick, Leo, Ellie and Alicia are the only people we invited. It’s exactly everything we both want. I hate over the top, fussy weddings.

The band strikes up a chord and the wedding song plays, making my heart rate speed up.

Leo squeezes my arm. “Come on, I’m right by your side.” He offered to walk me down the aisle, considering I have no family to do it.

“Thanks, Leo,” I say, falling into step by his side, trying to focus on not tripping over the train of my gown.

We make it to the end of the aisle, and the moment I see him, everything else fades away. Kane’s eyes meet mine and my heart rate regulates. It’s as if I can’t walk to him fast enough.

He smiles at me, eyes fiery and full of that passion he looks at me with every time I see him-time doesn’t dull the passion.

All the nerves twisting my gut fade away. I know for certain I’ve never been surer about anything else in my life-marrying Kane is all I want.

Leo’s girlfriend, Ellie, stands to one side as my maid of honor. Rick stands by Kane’s side as his best-man. My footsteps quicken as I step down the aisle, forcing Leo to walk faster.

“Slow down and enjoy the moment,” he mutters, trying to stop me from racing to my fiance.

It’s impossible to slow down, as I want to run into his arms. “I can’t,” I mutter back, making him walk faster.

Kane is smiling a panty-melting smile at me, his dark brown eyes full of joy and fierce hunger that makes me weak at the knees. He looks amazing in a tailored, beige wedding suit that fits his muscular frame. The minister stands at the end, waiting to marry us.

Leo grabs my hand once we reach the end and passes it into Kane’s. I give him a thankful smile, squeezing Kane’s hand tightly.

We can’t take our eyes off each other, as we turn toward the minister. The minister clears his throat, forcing our attention to him. I can barely hear a word he says, as he runs through the ceremony. My eyes fixed solely to Kane.

The minister says my name, breaking me from the daze I’d fallen into. “Do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?” he asks, staring at me intently.

I smile, glancing at Kane, whose eyes are full of adoration. “I do.”

He turns to Kane. “Kane Romano, do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?”

My heart rate accelerates for a moment, as I wait for his reply, keeping my eyes fixed on him. “I do.”

“Then by the power vested in me, I pronounce you man and wife.” He smiles at Kane. “You may kiss the bride.”

Kane’s arms wrap around my waist, and he pulls me close, kissing me hard. His tongue slips into my mouth and it’s impossible not to moan into him. Our friends and family clap and cheer, chasing away the embarrassment as we break away from each other. My cheeks are on fire as I smile at my maid of honor, Ellie.

Ethan is sitting with Jack, his boyfriend, clapping and smiling. Despite his reservations about Kane, at first, he came around to me marrying him once he got to know him better. He’s the only person I cared about in my life, before I met Kane.

Alex’s body was never found, and it’s believed he ran away because of money issues and being on the wrong side of the law. Only me, Kane, Rick, Leo and a few of their most trusted men know the truth. I hate to think about the details, but Kane assured me he’d never be found. The whole mindset still doesn’t sit well with me, but Kane ensures he doesn’t involve me in my mob business.

Jaz has never been seen since the day he helped Alex take me. He obviously made a smart decision to leave the country. Kane still has men searching for him, as he betrayed them. It’s something that can’t be left to slide.

“Come on, let’s celebrate,” Kane says.

Everyone nods and cheers, turning to head toward the small restaurant we’ve rented out a few hundred meters down the beach for the reception. All I want to do right now is consummate our marriage. As if Kane can read my mind, he pulls me to a stop and whispers into my ear, “Let them go ahead, I need to be inside of you.”

I moan as he pulls me back against him, pressing his thick length into my backside. “We can’t do that, they’ll wonder where we’ve gone.”

Kane chuckles. “I’ve already told my brothers.”

My cheeks heat at the thought and I notice Leo glance back, smirking.

Fuck.

“We rented this beach, and that means I intend to fuck you on it, right out in the open.” He spins me around, capturing my lips with his. Despite my reservations, I wrap my arms around his neck, giving in to my husband. It feels weird to think of him as my husband, but so good.

“You look so fucking beautiful in this dress, especially carrying my baby.” He kisses my neck. “Time to take it off and go for a swim.”

I raise a brow, but don’t argue as he helps me out of the dress, folding it carefully and leaving me standing in only my underwear. He sets his jacket down on a rock and then places it on top. I watch him as he gets undressed, right down to his boxer shorts.

He picks me up, rushing toward the water and wading out with me. He let’s go of me and my heart skips a beat, as he swims out of sight of the beach, leading me God knows where.

“Kane, where are we going?” I shout. He looks back, smiling. “It’s a secret.”

As we swim around the edge of the bay, we end up in an even smaller concealed bay. A beach bed is set up on the shore with red petals everywhere. A large canopy set up over it to guard from the sun. I swallow hard, trying to keep the tears at bay. “You did this?”

“Who do you think did it?”

I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him gently, pouring every ounce of love into the kiss. “I love you, Kane,” I moan, feeling his cock hard between us.

“I love you too.” He lifts me from the water, wading over to the shore and the bed. I sigh as he drops me onto it and then climbs on top of me, pinning me down with his weight. “I’m ready to make love to my wife so hard she won’t be able to walk straight.”

I moan at the thought, grabbing his hard-throbbing length through his boxers and stroking him. His finger hooks into the waistband and he pulls them down, making his hard cock slap back against his abs.

I watch as he grabs something from the side, holding it up for me to see. His favorite spreader bar, and mine. It’s impossible not to moan at the sight of it. He ties my feet and legs into the already fixed restraints which aren’t too tight-we’ve been making sure we’re a little softer with the bondage since I’m pregnant. He then adds the spreader bar.

“No blindfold?” I ask.

He shakes his head. “No, I want to look into my wife’s eyes while I drive he wild,” he growls, kissing me frantically. “There’s something else for you to try, though.”

I watch as he pulls out a larger butt plug than we normally use, and a tube of lube. “I want this in your ass,” he groans, running a finger across my sensitive back hole.

I nod, feeling so on edge and ready that I could combust. Heat flooding my entire body as I writhe against the restraints, loving that I’m totally at my husband’s mercy. Slowly, he spreads the cold liquid over my forbidden hole, pushing a thick finger inside. I groan at the sensation, loving how it feels. He adds another finger in slowly, stretching me. It doesn’t take long until I’m ready for the plug, which he slowly eases inside of me.

The fullness makes me gasp, and it takes a few moments to get used to. Once I do, I relax and feel my pussy getting so wet I’m dripping onto the sheets. “That’s it baby girl, relax,” Kane growls, stroking his cock from root to tip as he gazes hungrily at my pussy.

I moan deeply, as he lowers his mouth to my dripping wet arousal, licking me from top to bottom. “You are so fucking sweet, baby girl,” he groans, breathing against my clit.

I jolt as his tongue flicks against my throbbing bud, making my hips rise toward his face. He holds me down with his large, rough hands. One hand snakes up my waist, and he plays with my nipples, making them painfully hard.

Kane’s tongue works me into a hot, frenzied mess as he lets his tongue search me, catching my clit with his teeth now and then. This man definitely knows my body better than I do, as his hands tighten on my hips enough to leave marks. It’s as if he’s starving and desperate to taste me.

It’s difficult, giving over to the pleasure. My instinct is to claw at something, but the bed restraints make it impossible. Instead, I watch my husband whose eyes are dark and fiery, holding my gaze as he slips a thick finger into my tight pussy. The butt plug makes it feel even better, but so much tighter.

That one finger is all it takes and my orgasm rocks through me, spreading heat through my veins. My muscles clamp down on his finger, as he withdraws from me.

He sucks my cream from his fingers. “Fuck, I can’t wait to fill you with my cock,” he grunts, kissing a path up my body and making me taste myself on his tongue.

“Yes, please,” I moan.

A small smirk plays at his lips as he gazes down at me. “Please, what?”

I bite my bottom lip, knowing what he wants to hear. “Please, Daddy,” I say, letting my tongue flick across my bottom lip.

He bites my tongue gently, cupping his fingers around my throat. “Good girl,” he purrs.

I cry out as his cock nudges at my entrance, pushing inside the tightness. It’s unlike anything I’ve felt before. The size of him, coupled with the large butt plug makes the sensations more pleasurable and painful at the same time.

Kane stares at me intently. “That’s it, baby girl, take Daddy’s cock,” he groans.

I moan as he sinks deeper, stretching my muscles more than they’ve ever been stretched. My legs ache as they remain upright, spread by the bar between my ankles. It lets him drive deeper, forcing me to remain open for him. My mind feels blank as he sinks all the way in, feeling his balls settle against my ass.

The fullness is like nothing I’ve felt before. “Fuck, it’s so tight,” he growls.

I moan, nodding my head, unable to speak passed the sensations flooding my body. He fucks me slow and hard, setting my whole body on fire. His eyes are dark and dangerous as they hold mine, pure possession sparking in his irises.

I can feel my second orgasm building already, muscles tightening around his shaft, as he pulses inside of me. “Fuck,” I moan, wishing I could grab hold of him at that moment. His muscles clenching above me, making me want to reach out worship every single one with my hands.

“Come for me, baby girl,” he groans, reaching down and playing with my clit. It’s all it takes to send me over the edge. My orgasm is hard and powerful, making me spasm beneath him. An orgasm stronger than anything I’ve ever felt rocks through me, making me scream Kane’s name.

We may be in another cove, and a good mile from the reception restaurant, but I’d bet they heard me. And, I can’t find it in me to care right now. White stars filter into my vision as he keeps fucking me right through it, picking up the pace as my body relaxes and gives in to the stuffed sensation.

He keeps fucking me slowly, before reaching for the spreader bar and undoing it, chucking it off the bed. I moan into his mouth as he kisses me deeply, fingers remaining around my throat, as his cock sinks all the way in. Then his hands undo my restraints around my wrists, allowing me to touch him.

The moment he goes as deep as he can it sends my whole body rushing toward the edge, again.

He growls above me, biting my bottom lip to the point it hurts in a good way. “Fuck, Jasmine,” he groans, moving his fingers to my nipples and pinching them.

I let my head roll back, moaning at the pleasure my husband is giving me. My fingers claw at his body, touching every muscled inch of him desperately. Our lips remain melded together, as he fucks me softly, sending sweet pleasure through my body. I love the way we can fuck hard and rough, or slow and soft, and both feel amazing.

He pulls away from my lips and kisses beneath my ear again. “I love you, baby girl.”

I let my eyes roll back in my head, as he kisses my neck and sucks my nipples, still fucking me slowly and tenderly. My third orgasm building already. I grab hold of Kane’s muscled arms for support, as he ups the tempo, reading my body so fucking well.

He knows I’m on the edge and fucks me harder. I feel his cock throb harder and thicker. An explosion of heat floods my body, sending me tumbling off the cliff. He explodes with me, grunting as he pumps his cum deep inside of me.

We both collapse into the bed, holding each other. It takes a while for me to catch my breath. Once I do, I shift to gaze into my husband’s eyes. “I never thought I’d be this happy,” I say, reaching up to run a finger across his cheek.

Kane smiles that heart-melting smile at me. “Neither did I, baby girl.” His fingers run through my hair gently. “I can’t wait to start a family with you.” He presses his forehead against mine, making me wonder whether you can die of being too happy.

THE END