[BL] The Mafia Boss Wants My Body

"So tight... so perfect... taking every inch—" Matteo groaned, fingers digging into Adrian’s hips hard enough to leave marks.

Adrian was still trembling, deeply oversensitive, letting out soft, breathy moans with every single stroke even as the lingering aftershocks of his climax rolled through him. Matteo’s steady rhythm finally broke, his control shattering under the sheer intensity of Adrian’s tight heat. His thrusts turned short, sharp, and desperate, driving him over the edge. A low, guttural growl tore from deep within Matteo’s chest as he buried himself to the root one last time and came hard, filling Adrian’s clenching heat in thick, heavy pulses.

He stayed deep, hips grinding through the last waves, both of them panting, sweat-slicked, the room filled with the sound of their ragged breathing and the wet, intimate noise of their bodies still joined.

Matteo didn’t pull out. Instead, he rolled his hips in a lazy, teasing circle, letting his cock shift inside Adrian just enough to make him feel every thick inch.

Adrian let out a soft, breathy whine, his fingers twitching against the sheets. "Baby..."

Matteo paused, looking down at him with adoring eyes. "Are you tired, my love?"

Adrian shook his head softly, a faint smile touching his lips. "I’m not tired. Your cock is too sweet... I want more. But can I ride you instead?"

A low, approving chuckle rumbled in Matteo’s chest. He smiled, pressing another lingering kiss to the side of Adrian’s head. "Yes, baby, you will ride your husband all night. But right now, let’s catch our breath and let you relax a little, and then we’ll continue later."

Adrian nodded against the pillows, his voice soft and compliant. "Okay, my darling husband."

Matteo grinned, a dark, affectionate warmth lighting up his face. "I love hearing you call me that. It turns me on and gives me even more strength."

Adrian smiled, a rosy blush dusting his cheeks.

With a playful grin, Matteo gave Adrian’s bare ass a light, sharp spank before slowly pulling out of him.

Adrian let out a breathy gasp, laughing softly. "Baby, stop!"

Matteo rolled onto his back, pulling the rumpled sheets up over their legs and opening his arms wide. "Come here."

Adrian shifted closer, resting his head comfortably against Matteo’s warm chest, listening to the steady, heavy thud of his heartbeat.

Matteo ran his fingers slowly through Adrian’s hair, a teasing smirk playing on his lips. "You know, you’re getting really good at taking my cock from behind."

Adrian nudged him playfully with his chin, a fond smile gracing his face. "Well, we’re married now... so yes, I have to be perfect and ready to receive my husband well in any position."

Matteo kissed the top of Adrian’s head, his heart swelling. "That’s so sweet of you, husband."

Adrian wrapped his arm securely around Matteo’s waist, resting his palm flat against his chest. A sudden thought crossed his mind, and he looked up. "Do you think everyone back at the reception has left by now?"

"They’ll be fine," Matteo murmured. "You don’t have to worry about a thing. Just focus only on your husband."

Adrian tapped Matteo’s chest playfully, rolling his eyes with a soft laugh.

After a quiet moment of comfortable silence, Adrian shifted slightly, his voice dropping into a tender, thoughtful register. "Baby?"

"Hmm?" Matteo answered softly, his hand tracing soothing circles down Adrian’s bare spine.

"About the surrogacy..." Adrian murmured, looking up into his eyes. "Let’s do it two months from now. That way, by our third anniversary, we could already have our little ones running around."

Matteo looked down at him, his gaze filled with love. "That sounds perfect. If that’s what you want, then that’s what we’ll do."

Adrian smiled, a radiant joy shining in his eyes. "I can’t wait."

"Me too, baby," Matteo whispered, pulling him just a fraction closer.

They lay awake for a long time, wrapped in each other’s arms as they whispered in the quiet darkness, talking about their dreams, their plans, and the breathtaking future waiting for them. Eventually, Adrian drifted off to sleep first, followed closely by Matteo, his heart full of happiness.

The next morning, Matteo was the first to wake. He quietly ordered breakfast for them, careful not to disturb his husband, who was still sleeping peacefully beside him.

After a while, there was a knock at the door. Matteo got up and opened it, and the room-service attendant wheeled the breakfast trolley inside. She set everything up on the table before giving him a polite nod and leaving the room. The delicious aroma of the freshly prepared food soon filled the room.

The scent was what finally made Adrian stir. Lazily, blindly, he reached out across the sheets, trying to touch Matteo’s side of the bed, only to find the space empty and cold.

Keeping his eyes tightly shut, a soft whine slipped past his lips. "Baby... baby?"

He waited, but there was no response. Matteo stood a few feet away by the window, his arms crossed over his bare chest, watching him with an amused smile.

"Daddy, are you there?" Adrian asked, still keeping his eyes closed.

When there was still no answer, Adrian scrunched up his nose sleepily. "Where is my husband?" he muttered into the pillows.

That single question broke Matteo’s resolve. A low chuckle escaped him as he climbed onto the edge of the bed and moved across the mattress until he was right behind Adrian. He leaned down and pressed a warm, lingering kiss to Adrian’s bare shoulder.

"Good morning, darling," Matteo murmured against his skin.

Slowly, Adrian fluttered his eyes open, blinking against the morning light. A sleepy, radiant smile spread across his face. "Good morning, my sweetest husband. I told myself I didn’t want to open my eyes without seeing you first... Where were you?"

Matteo wanted to make a playful excuse, but he didn’t want to lie to his husband. "I was right here, standing behind you the whole time, just watching you."

Matteo expected Adrian to pout or playfully sulk, but instead, Adrian reached up and lightly flicked the tip of his nose. "Next time, answer me before I have to call you twice, okay?" he said, a playful smile on his lips.

Matteo nodded. "Okay, love."

Right on cue, a loud rumble came from Adrian’s stomach. He froze, his cheeks turning pink as he looked up at Matteo.

Matteo laughed softly and kissed his forehead. "Come on, baby. Let’s freshen up so we can eat. Breakfast is waiting."

"Okay," Adrian whined softly, lifting his arms. "Carry me."

Matteo didn’t hesitate. He stood up and scooped Adrian effortlessly into his arms, carrying him straight into the spacious marble bathroom. They showered together lazily, washing away the remnants of their wedding night in warm, soapy water before stepping back out into the suite, wrapped in matching plush bathrobes.

After breakfast, they sat together with their coffee, talking and laughing. In the middle of their conversation, Matteo mentioned something that immediately caught Adrian’s attention.

"By the way," Matteo said casually, "Mark proposed to Charles last night."

Adrian gasped and sat up straighter. "Wait, really? Wow, that’s so beautiful!"

"Yes," Matteo said, nodding as he poured himself more coffee. "Mark had it all planned out. Right after they left the reception last night, he took Charles to a private spot he had prepared and proposed."

"Oh, I’m so happy for my friend!" Adrian said with a bright smile. "Charles must have already tried to reach me, but I put my phone on silent last night. I’ll check it later and give him a call to congratulate him." His smile grew wider. "Oh my God, we have another wedding to plan!"

"Yes, baby," Matteo said.

Adrian’s beamed. "I’m so happy. Now it’s Frank’s turn! I can’t wait to hear that Frank is officially marrying the prince."

"It’s only a matter of time," Matteo said with a chuckle.

They spent a while longer talking and basking in the easy comfort of their new reality, until a firm knock sounded at the suite door. One of Matteo’s men spoke from the other side, softly announcing that the cars were ready.

"Alright," Matteo called back before turning to Adrian. "Let’s get ready, love. It’s time to head home."

He held out his hand, and Adrian placed his hand in his husband’s. Matteo helped him up, and together they changed into the fresh clothes Matteo had prepared for them, gathered their bags, and left the hotel hand in hand, heading home as husband and husband.

The drive home was quiet and peaceful. Once they settled back into their estate, Adrian and Matteo spent the day making phone calls and thanking the people who had supported them.

Matteo called his mother first, thanking her for standing by them. Adrian then took the phone and spoke with her as well, expressing his own gratitude. After that, Matteo called his father, and Adrian spoke with him too, thanking him for being there and for his blessings.

Adrian then called his own father, followed by his sister, Maya. Matteo also spoke with both of them, thanking them for being there for their wedding. They wanted everyone who had been there to know how much they appreciated their love and support.

The following morning, Matteo told Adrian to stay home and rest for the day, but Adrian immediately shook his head.

"I don’t want to spend the whole day resting," Adrian said with a bright smile. "I want to go see Charles."

That evening, Matteo and Adrian went to Mark’s house. When Mark opened the door and saw them, he stared in surprise. Mark was always the one who visited Matteo at his house, so seeing his twin brother at his doorstep was unexpected.

Once they were inside, they settled in. Not long after, Charles came downstairs. The moment he spotted Adrian, he rushed straight over. Adrian stood up, walked toward him, and pulled him into a tight hug, whispering in his ear, "Congratulations, husband-to-be."

Charles smiled, his cheeks turning pink as he looked at his friend like a shy kid. "Thank you, Adrian."

Afterward, Matteo and Adrian thanked Mark and Charles for always being there for them and for their support. They spent the rest of the evening celebrating their engagement, laughing and sharing stories together.

Finally, Matteo turned to Mark. "It’s time for us to head home."

Adrian looked at Charles with a soft smile "We’ll talk better on the phone."

After saying their goodbyes, Matteo and Adrian left Mark’s house.

When they returned to their estate, before the night fully ended, Adrian called Frank to thank him for being there on their wedding day. They spent a few minutes talking before the call finally ended.

The next day, he made sure to call everyone who had attended, personally thanking each of them for coming and for sharing such an important moment with them.