So that’s why I say what I say next. “I want you. I need you.”
Alek’s eyes darken with lust and desire. Only he can make me feel like the woman I need to be. “Do you know what you’re asking for?”
“Yes. You wanted me to come to you willingly. So I am now.”
“I won’t be easy on you. I have wanted you since the moment I saw you. If you’re giving yourself to me, Katya, I will claim you and I will do it my way.”
That’s exactly what I want: Alek taking me how he wants so I won’t have to feel any shame about it.
I give him my answer. “Yes.”
He picks me up in his arms and carries me upstairs to our bedroom. We’re both leaving water droplets in our wake.
Alek sets me on my feet and doesn’t remove his eyes from me as he makes quick work of my top and pants. I didn’t bother wearing a bra with my shirt so his eyes soak into my bare breasts. The only thing left is my underwear.
He leaves the piece of fabric in place as he strips his own wet clothes off until he’s in nothing but his own underwear.
The sight of Alek’s naked body is intimidating. He’s all hard muscle and strength but it’s also a thing of beauty, like a Greek statue.
In one motion, he grabs my waist and throws me onto the bed. A flare of arousal runs through me. I want his dominance. I want him to make me into the woman I need to be.
His dark eyes light onto me as he rips my panties off and spreads my legs. I’m trembling but I don’t care.
Alek places his hand between my legs and rubs me, warming me up. “You could have died,” he growls. “I don’t want to lose you.”
“That’s why I need this.”
“You were fucking made for me.”
My hips buck up to meet his hand. A warmth is spreading through me, dissolving the coldness of the pool water from my skin. I need this more than I can ever say.
Alek continues to rub his hand against my nub, pressing and pressing and pressing down until I can’t take it any longer. I know I’m so close to reaching an orgasm when he pulls his hand back.
I practically whine. “What are you doing?”
“Are you desperate for me, baby?”
“Just take me. Please. I need this.”
“Why do you need this so badly? I’m the man who kidnapped you, remember?”
“You’re also the man who freed me from my room. From the prison in my mind. And I could have died today. I don’t want to die with any regrets.”
“And you would regret it if I didn’t make you mine? You know what this means, Katya? You will be mine from now on. You will no longer belong to your brother.”
“I know.” I’m not even sure if I’ll ever see Dimitri again. But I do know that Alek is in my life and that he has saved me multiple times now. I trust him, despite how we started.
“Good. Now I’m going to claim you.” He pushes his underwear down and exposes his length to me. It’s a lot larger than I imagined. Hard and veiny. It’s intimidating and a part of me isn’t sure if I should go through with this.
But I do know that I want to be Alek’s. I’m tired of pretending I don’t.
He grabs my hips and pulls me to the end of the bed. I gasp from the roughness of it but it does send another flare of heat straight through me.
Alek lines his erection up to my entrance. “You are mine,” he states right before he thrusts his hips forward and enters me.
It’s painful at first. While my body is warmed up, I’ve never experienced this before and I can’t help but clench down onto his length on instinct. Alek’s groan catches in the back of his throat.
He is merciless with my body as he sinks deeper and deeper, filling me all the way up, until he’s seated inside of me. His strong hands grab my thighs and lift them around his waist.
