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Jasper (Book 2): A Mafia Romance (D’Orazio Family Mafia), #2
Jasper (Book 2): A Mafia Romance (D’Orazio Family Mafia), #2
Jasper (Book 2): A Mafia Romance (D’Orazio Family Mafia), #2
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Jasper (Book 2): A Mafia Romance (D’Orazio Family Mafia), #2

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This is book 2 of A Mafia Romance (D'Orazio Family Mafia)! Book 3 of this dark mafia romance is available everywhere now!

 

It's my job to protect her. But I can't rest until I've taken her unprotected.

 

She was everything I despised in this world.

Rich. Spoiled. Her mobster daddy's precious little prize.

 

The last thing I wanted was to be assigned to guard her 24/7.

 

But once I had got a taste of Maria, she became an addiction that I couldn't quit.

I took her, claimed her, and made her beg me for more.

And along the way, she broke through the walls I'd set around myself a long time ago.

 

There's no telling what will happen next.

What the mafia princess has unleashed inside me.

 

But then, a rival don tries to take her from me.

Now, all bets are off.

 

I've marked Maria is mine.

And every man responsible for taking her from me is about to pay the price.

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Release dateApr 9, 2020
ISBN9781393051596
Jasper (Book 2): A Mafia Romance (D’Orazio Family Mafia), #2

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    Jasper (Book 2) - Kathryn Thomas

    Jasper: A Mafia Romance (D’Orazio Family Mafia Book 2)

    By Kathryn Thomas

    It’s my job to protect her. But I can’t rest until I’ve taken her unprotected.

    She was everything I despised in this world.

    Rich. Spoiled. Her mobster daddy’s precious little prize.

    The last thing I wanted was to be assigned to guard her 24/7.

    But once I had got a taste of Maria, she became an addiction that I couldn’t quit.

    I took her, claimed her, and made her beg me for more.

    And along the way, she broke through the walls I’d set around myself a long time ago.

    There’s no telling what will happen next.

    What the mafia princess has unleashed inside me.

    But then, a rival don tries to take her from me.

    Now, all bets are off.

    I’ve marked Maria is mine.

    And every man responsible for taking her from me is about to pay the price.

    Chapter 1

    You like this? I murmured in her ear, twisting the clamp attached to her nipple. She let out a small squeak, one that I had come to recognize as positive, as the metal bit into her swollen breasts. I leaned down and kissed her neck, letting my teeth run over her neck ever-so-lightly so she could make out like she was in imposing danger.

    I said, do you like it? I asked, briefly releasing the clamp and lifting my head to look at her intently. She nodded desperately.

    Say it, I hissed into her ear.

    I love it, she finally blurted out, and I returned the clamp to her nipple again. She let out a loud moan of satisfaction, her hips rising up in response to the flash of pain through her chest. Her hands, bound to the headboard behind her, strained at her restraints, and she writhed back and forth in the bed beneath me.

    I stared down at her, enjoying the reaction I was getting from her; in fact, that statement could very well sum up the last couple weeks of our encounters. She was probably the nastiest woman I’d ever been to bed with—I knew because she loved being told that so much, loved hearing me murmur little jibes about her wanton nature into her ear.

    We’d started off with just fucking, and that was good enough for me—she was wild and enthusiastic, raking her nails down my chest when she was on top and biting her lip hard as she came. But soon, our encounters went further than that, as though we were constantly chasing a high we both knew we could only reach together.

    She admitted pretty early on that there was stuff she’d always wanted to try but had never had the nerve to before; it started off with pretty vanilla things, like spanking and being tied up and getting blindfolded so I was in complete control. I’ve always been more of a dominant, so it wasn’t like I had any kind of problem with moving into a position of power in the bedroom—it wasn’t like I hadn’t done any of that stuff before. And, before I knew it, she was pushing for more—more than even I had thought possible outside my wildest fantasies.

    I trailed a finger down her collarbone, taking my time as I worked from her throat down between her breasts and towards her stomach. She knew what I was doing—it wasn’t the first time I’d teased her like this, but watching her reaction just never got old. Her body reacted to my touch in ways that I’d never thought possible—her nipples hardened, her breath came faster, her legs would spread as though it was a learned reaction.

    She seemed to know what I wanted, what I was planning, and she tried to accommodate as best she could. Maria panted below me, her hair spread out around her like a sunset as I reached her belly button, dipping my finger briefly into the dip before I continued downward. I ran my fingers through her pubic hair, gripping briefly and tugging ever-so-lightly as she bucked up her hips, trying to urge me on. But I wanted to have plenty more fun with her yet before I let her come.

    I reached up and undid the ties, letting her hands fall down. Her eyes flipped open, and she looked at me, confused.

    Turn over, I ordered firmly, and she did as she was told, not taking her eyes off me as she flipped on to her stomach. She pushed her ass out apparently without thinking, arching her back so it was presented to me. I ran my hand along her spine, enjoying the shiver it caused her, before I came to rest on her backside. I leaned down to plant a kiss on her ass cheek, before following it up with a sharp slap.

    She let out a squeak in surprise, and I watched as her flesh settled again. She loved this; she had said it enough times for me to know it was true. And I would never get tired of watching her reaction as I spanked her, seeing the way her eyes grew dark and hungry with lust as she moved beyond simple arousal and into a darker and deeper place inside her own head. She pressed her face into the pillow as I continued, my hand coming down again and again on the pale flesh of her ass.

    I never would have thought this would be the kind of shit she was in to. When I first met her, she had come across as nothing more than a spoiled little brat; if I had ever thought about her in bed, which was unlikely back then, I would have thought she liked to be pleasured completely, be in complete control. I never would have pictured the girliest of the girly girls being into having her wrists bound together and her ass spanked till it was red.

    She was lying on the nipple clamps, and I could tell from the look of pain that darted over her face that they were digging into her skin.

    You want me to take them off? I asked softly, pausing for a moment, but she shook her head.

    Leave them on, she whispered pleadingly. She had picked up the nipple clamps the week before, ducking into a specialty shop without my knowledge to grab them—as well as a few other bits and pieces.

    You want me to get the whip? I asked, and she nodded, biting her lip with anticipation. I reached into my bedside table, pulling out the long, sleek leather whip she’d picked up at the sex shop. I also grabbed the small bullet vibe next to it, and then traced the whip down her back. She shivered and let out a small moan—and she hadn’t even seen the vibrator yet.

    I brought the whip down on her ass in one sharp motion, making her squeal. She squirmed back and forth against the covers, and I watched with gratification as a thin red welt appeared on her perfect skin. I loved to do her from behind—I was an ass man at heart, and it thrilled me beyond belief that she seemed so willing to let me go to town on her butt.

    I leaned down to kiss her better, spreading her cheeks lightly and flicking my tongue against her tight little asshole. She gasped with pleasure, her fingers grasping at the pillow, and I pulled away quickly—I wasn’t done tormenting her yet. No, I had plenty more to

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