Sunrise Malice: An Arranged Marriage Mafia Romance

If something cracked inside of me when the bomb went off, having sex with Julien for the first time completely shatters what’s left of the walls I’ve tried to build between us.

I kneel between his legs. He’s sitting on the couch, completely naked, legs spread. His dick is hard and throbbing in my hand. I take him in my mouth, licking his tip slowly, and work my way down as far as I can. But, god, he’s huge, and I make it barely halfway before I gag and pull back.

“Fuck,” I say, stroking him.

He’s got a heavy-lidded smile on his face. “I love it when you try, baby.”

“I’m going to cross this off my list if it’s the last thing I do.” I stare at his massive cock and frown. “Which is likely given how big you are.”

“I’m confident in you.”

I take him into my mouth again and suck him slow, trying to go deeper, but I can’t manage to take him all. I gasp, shaking my head. “It’s impossible.”

“There are other fantasies we can take care of first.” He pulls me up onto the couch and lies back, turning me so that I’m straddling his face. I let out a surprised yelp as he grabs my hips and ass, guiding my pussy down onto his mouth, his tongue and lips latching on and licking.

I moan, wriggling my hips, and lean forward. His cock tastes so good in my mouth as he licks and sucks my pussy, and yeah, just like that, another box checked.

Another incredible, insane, gorgeous, fantastic box.

I come on his mouth as I suck his cock, and even manage to take him deep as the orgasm relaxes the muscles in my throat. I pull back, moaning, a trail of spit running from my lips to his dick. “I’m going to pass out,” I say, gasping for air.

His laugh is sultry and terrible, and he drags me around until I’m straddling him. Slowly, I lower myself down the full length of his shaft, letting it fill me to the brim as he teases my nipples with his tongue. We fuck like that on the couch until I come a second time, and it’s only then that he finally releases deep between my legs.

“Pretty sure that was two,” I say, grinning like an idiot as I kiss his chest. “Did you feel it? I got almost all of you in there when I was coming.”

“I felt it, baby,” he says, toying with my hair. “I’d say I’m impressed, but mostly I just want you to keep doing that to me.”

“Don’t worry.” I kiss him, grinning. “I’m not done with you yet.”

We spend a full day after that first time exploring each other. I didn’t know I could feel like this with another person before, but it’s like all my barriers have been lowered, and I’m totally vulnerable with him. I’ve never experienced anything like it, but I feel like I’m high all the time, grinning like a maniac, and waiting for him to come fuck me into mindless oblivion.

I’m exhausted, but in a good way. We shower off together and he fucks me from behind, two fingers hooked into my mouth as he fills me up like a savage. When he’s finished, he drips down my thigh, and I’m sore in all the best possible ways as we get dressed. I’m ready to crash for the night, but instead, he insists on showing me something.

“I have a surprise for you,” he says as we step out into the mansion’s hallway.

“How did you find time to put together a surprise?” I ask in genuine astonishment. We’ve done nothing but fuck each other senseless for a full twenty-four hours.

“I called Jean in between making you come, and you fell asleep for a while earlier today.”

“I’m exhausted. You can’t keep pushing me physically and not expect me to crash.”

He laughs and pats my ass. “You’ll get used to it.”

“What, like you’re going to treat me like this all the time?” A thrill runs down my spine. I mean, he couldn’t possibly, right? Nobody has that kind of stamina.

“If you’re a good girl, I will.” He grins and kisses my neck. “But mostly Jean took care of this at my request.”

He leads me to the end of the hall. This is his wing, but I haven’t explored it much. Guards pass silently, pausing only to nod respectfully on their way to patrolling around the grounds. Julien nods back and murmurs greetings, obviously familiar with everyone. When we reach the last door on the right, he opens it up and gestures inside.

I stare at a hospital room. Or at least it’s a bedroom made to look as much like a hospital as possible. There’s the usual bed, a television in the corner, lots of light from the windows, and a host of equipment. IV lines, heart rate monitors, stuff like that. I take a step in and stare around me before turning to him.

“What is all this?” I ask.

“Kim needs serious care,” he says, and a lump forms in my throat. “She’s getting it at the hospital, but even the doctors agree that she’d be better off healing at home. However, from what I understand, it seems like that isn’t the best environment for her. I was thinking we could bring her here.”

“Julien,” I manage to say, croaking his name, feeling overwhelmed.

He walks into the room and sits on the edge of the bed. “I’ve already hired nurses to care for her. I’ll have someone available for her around the clock—they’ll stay in the room across from this one—and my family’s doctor will check on her at least every few days. Honestly, mon minou, she’ll get better care here than she does where she is right now. If you want⁠—”

I throw myself at him. I straddle his hips and kiss him hard, burying his mouth with mine, mostly because I can’t think of the right words to express how I’m feeling right now. He holds my hips and kisses me back, and he’s grinning when I pull away. Tears roll down my cheeks and I have to wipe them with my sleeve.

“I don’t know what to say,” I manage to whisper. “This is too generous.”

“Well, we don’t even know if Kim will want to, so you should talk to her before you get too excited.”

“She’ll want to. I mean, you’re right, going home won’t be the best thing.” I hesitate and touch his face. “But are you sure? I mean, she’ll be safe here, right?”

“She’ll be safe here,” he confirms. “I’ll make sure my guards know to keep everyone away from her room. She won’t be able to have visitors for a while, at least until this issue with Dusan is resolved and Grandpère goes back to France, but I’m hoping that won’t be too long.”

“I’ll talk to her. I’ll make her see this is going to be good for her.” My heart leaps at the thought of having her here, right here, in this house. “You did this for me, didn’t you?”

“You know I did.” He leans forward and kisses me. “You want to visit her. I don’t want you to leave the mansion. This way, everyone wins.”

I lean into him, hugging tight.

“I’ll call her right now,” I say.

But he doesn’t let me go. “I have to go on a job tonight. I wanted to show you this before I went.”

“What kind of job?” I feel a sudden urge to hold onto him tighter.

“You know what kind, baby. Dusan put a bomb on my doorstep. He has to hurt for that.”

I chew my lip, not looking at his face, my cheek pressed to his chest. Before, I knew his life was dangerous, and some part of me was able to disassociate from the risks. Julien was Julien, and I couldn’t stop him from going out and shooting people if that’s what he wanted to do.

But our relationship changed.

The axis shifted, and suddenly, I don’t want him to put himself in danger, even though I know that’s a big part of his life.

“You can send someone else,” I say, hating myself for how meek I sound. “I mean, we’ve only marked off a few items from my list.”

“Are you trying to bribe me with sex?”

“Only if it’s working.”

He pulls me back so he can look at me. “The last thing I want to do is leave you right now,” he says and leans forward to kiss me softly. “But if I want to make sure you’re safe, these are the things I have to do.”

My heart shudders in my chest. “Right, I know, it’s totally fine. It’s not like you’re my real husband, right?”

I mean it as a joke, but his face grimaces slightly. “Right,” he says, voice thick, and he stands up, placing me back down on my feet. “You stay here and call Kim. Tell her we can have her moved tomorrow if she’s up for it.”

“Yeah, okay, I will.”

He walks to the door. “I’m getting changed and heading out. Don’t wait up for me.”

“Sure. I won’t.” I look down at the floor. I don’t know how to act in this situation. It’s not like our relationship is any different from what it was—except it’s also completely different too.

He hesitates, looking back, before he leaves me alone in the hospital room.

I’m overwhelmed from everything. From losing my virginity, from having a whole lot of sweaty, intense sex, from the prospect of Kim coming to stay here—and from these emotions running wild in my chest.

I don’t want Julien to go, because I don’t want to risk losing him.

And I don’t want to risk losing him⁠—

I can’t complete the thought.

This is what I wanted to avoid. This is why I tried not to push the very malleable boundaries of our relationship any more than I already did. And yet here I am, crushed and flattened and trying to make sense of what comes next.