
The Forbidden Princess and Her Mafia Men
Linda Middleman · Completed · 239.4k Words
Introduction
“Words Principessa (Princess)” comes another soft yet firm smack to my ass.
“Please” I whimper. My need for them growing.
“Please what?” asks another.
“What is it that you want? Say it Neonata (Baby Girl)” commands the dominating voice in the group.
“Take me! I can’t bare it any longer” I cry. Tears threatening to fall from behind the blindfold.
“See that wasn’t so hard, was it?” asks one of the voices, as I suddenly hear the smirk behind it.
Isabella Moretti has always been a Princess. That is until her father seeks the help from four powerful men. Lucus, Grant, Alex and Tony are these men. Not only are they powerful but also leading men of the Mafia, each dominating in the office, streets, and bedroom. From wanting what they want to sharing just about everything.
Broke and endanger, Isabella has no choice but to marry not 1 but 4 of these powerful men, each offering pleasure in ways she could only dream of. But with 2 other families after her, can Isabella survive the madness? Or does acknowledging one’s deepest desires prove to be much, forever ruined by these notorious men?
Chapter 1
** Hello, and welcome to The Forbidden Princess and Her Mafia Men. Deep inside this book we will see elements such as BDSM, Kinks (any and all kinds), Kidnapping, Torture, Sex and other things that might be considered violent. This book is also meant to be dark as well as a reverse harem as our lovely Princess will be in a relationship with four sexy men. Please note this book will contain triggers from start to finish so please take into account that if you venture further you have been warned. Now without further ado please enjoy the story.
Isabella
Pleasure. Soft yet sweet undeniable pleasure as my body shivers at the soft feathery touches of something as it caresses along my skin making me bite back a moan. My eyes currently covered by a silk blindfold as if to keep me from seeing.
“Agapi (Love)” purrs a voice, a rich velvety voice that I’ve come to love each day as hot breath hits against my ear sending shivers down my core making me whimper as it did.
“Words Principessa (Princess)” comes another soft yet firm smack to my ass which can be felt as I shiver, my arms bound above my head as I stand before them.
“Please” I whimper. My need for them grows as I gently tug on my bindings, soft yet fluffy handcuffs both adorning my wrists to keep my arms in place.
“Please what?” asks another. Hands all moving to touch or caress every inch of my body. All four sets of hands as they each move to touch a different part of me, my body tingling and my core throbbing.
“I want… No need more” I beg. Although, it’s hard to beg when I was so use to getting what I wanted yet these hands, always knew where to touch as they continue to explore, hands moving to trace every inch of skin, anywhere from my arms, to my neck, to even my breast as one of them moves to touch my nipples giving them a slight pinch and a twist making them harder.
Knowing that they're teasing me, I whimper once more which only earns me a chuckle as someone moves to stand behind me, firm yet gentle hands moving to grab my hips as they move towards my ear.
“Patience Agapi Mou (My Love)” whispers the voice. “We promise to give you more”. And then like promised his hands move to slide lower as my legs move to open wider my core now dripping with need as the hand moves to touch my folds.
“Mmm, someone’s wet” muses the voice as he slowly slides his finger in which draws out a moan from me as the finger slides in deeper, only to stop. With the lack of sudden movement, I begin to feel impatient as I attempt to grind my hips into his hand only to receive a swift smack to my inner thigh.
“Not yet Bambina (Baby)” comes a dominating voice as the other moves to remove his hand just like the others leaving me bare of their hands and bodies.
“Pp…Please” I beg again. I couldn’t take it anymore. The pleasure building inside of me was enough to push me over the edge. The need to feel them deep inside of me as I stood tied to my spot.
“What is it that you want? Say it Neonata (Baby Girl)” commands the dominating voice once more. Even with the blindfold on I knew they each held authority and it was enough to make my pussy throb harder.
When I don’t give a direct answer, I hear the sound of movement as if they were going to leave me alone. No! I plead to myself, forcing myself to speak.
“TAKE ME! I can’t bare it any longer” I cry. “Please. Please take me! Make me yours and only yours! I want everything, from your sweet tantalizing fingers to your mind numbing tongues to even your cocks! Just please make me come already! PLEASE!” I beg. Tears threatening to fall from behind the blindfold.
“See that wasn’t so hard, was it?” asks one of the voice, as I suddenly hear the smirk behind it.
Just then the hands begin again, only this time their rougher. As dominating lips move to claim mine in a fiery kiss, each of us fighting for control over the other only to lose as he easily overpowers me. Suddenly, there’s a taste of peppermint as his tongue moves to invade my mouth, devouring every inch of it.
As tongues continued to dance, I can’t help but notice him using this time to bite my lower lip, hard I might add causing me to moan and the taste of blood to reach my taste buds. Suddenly, I feel lips on one of my breasts as they move to suck it, biting the tender flesh around the nipple as I arch as more hands move to pinch and tease my other breast, kneading it slightly as my body begins to tremble.
Unsure of what to do, I try to close my legs on instinct only to have strong hands stop them, forcing them open once more as a mouth moves to suck on its folds, pulling it into his mouth as his tongue moves to play with my clit as he moves to insert two of his fingers earning him a moan as he pumps them in and out of me, his pace fast. Long yet strong fingers curling and hitting that spot just along my inner wall.
Suddenly, I feel it. My insides tighten as I near my climax. Needing more friction I attempt to move my hips to match the fingers.
“Come Bambina (Baby)” is all I hear and do without any hesitation. As my body continues to shake and my core throb I try to ride out my euphoric ending while trying to regain my breathing as a pair of strong arms move to hold me just as my body moves to lean against my captors, their god-like bodies with souls of the devil.
Still breathing heavily and feeling perfectly blissed I hear a voice speak up. “We’re not done yet Agapi (Love), not by a long shot” coos Grant as I move to see four sets of lustful gazes each perfectly sculpted as well as very naked with full erect members.
Gulping, the need between my legs grows again as I start to squirm trying to relieve tension as my pussy throbbed once more. The looks I received telling me that this was only the beginning as each of them stroked their members as warm hot liquid slowly traveled down my legs.
Last Chapters
#168 Author's Note
Last Updated: 7/8/2025#167 167- Epilogue
Last Updated: 7/8/2025#166 166- New Beginnings – Part 2
Last Updated: 7/8/2025#165 165- New Beginnings – Part 1
Last Updated: 7/8/2025#164 164- This Ends Now
Last Updated: 7/8/2025#163 163- Round Up
Last Updated: 7/8/2025#162 162- A Ruse
Last Updated: 7/8/2025#161 161- Hello Princess, Miss Us?
Last Updated: 7/8/2025#160 160- Congratulations
Last Updated: 7/8/2025#159 159- Living in Constant Fear
Last Updated: 7/8/2025
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