Bound To My Mafia Stepuncles novel Chapter 79

Chapter 79

Aria’s POV

The vibration continued, each pulse becoming stronger, deeper–until it wasn’t just about sensation. It was about connection, about being completely entwined in a way I never knew I could be. I felt it in my bones, in the heat gathering low in my belly. My entire body seemed to hum in perfect harmony with the rhythmic pulses, and yet, the closer I got to release, the more I wanted to prolong it. I wanted to savor this- every second of it.

Enzo’s thumb traced circles over my skin, coaxing, teasing. He knew my body better than I did, it seemed, pushing me higher without ever taking me over the edge. “You want to let go, don’t you?” he whispered, his lips brushing against my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. “You’ve been holding back, but it’s time, Aria.”

I nodded, unable to speak–unable to do anything but feel. My breath came faster, more erratic. My chest was rising and falling in quick succession, and I clenched onto Matteo’s arms even tighter, the strength of his presence anchoring me while the pleasure spun out of control.

Dante’s voice was a soft growl, low and dangerous. “Let go for us. Don’t hold back. We want to see everything–feel everything.”

My body tensed. A deep ache spread throughout me, and I felt it build slowly, like a storm gathering in the distance. The anticipation was excruciating, and yet, I didn’t want it to end. Not yet.

“Please…” I breathed, my voice shaky and breathless, though I wasn’t sure if I was begging for the release, or for the permission to feel it all. They could tell, of course. They always did.

Enzo’s fingers brushed my jaw again, guiding my head to meet his gaze. His eyes were dark, filled with both dominance and something softer, something almost tender. “Let go, sweetheart,” he murmured. “Trust us.”

I felt everything–the vibration, the way my body trembled, the way their eyes never left me as I unraveled in their hands. The weight of their words, their stares, the undeniable way they made me feel more than just wanted, more than just desired–but claimed.

It was too much. And yet, it wasn’t enough.

And then–finally–the release hit me. It wasn’t just physical, but emotional too, like a floodgate opening, letting go of everything I had been holding back. Every ounce of tension, of resistance, dissolved into pure, blissful surrender.

II was trembling, my body still aching from the whip, but the aftermath of the release left me breathless, dizzy with sensations. Every nerve felt alive, like I had been stretched beyond my limits, but still, something inside me craved more. I wasn’t sure what more was yet–did I even know what it would feel like? But I couldn’t deny the way my body buzzed, a quiet hum that resonated deep inside, begging for more of their

touch.

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