“That’s nothing to the pain I will cause you if you keep testing me,kiska.”
The coppery taste of him fills my mouth, and when I smile, his eyes darken. I’ve claimed a part of him. My tongue throbs with it. I’ve gotten a taste, and I want more. He sees the truth of what I’m thinking, reading me so easily. His lips curl up in a smirk.
“You couldn’t fucking handle it,kiska. Better stop now while you can still walk. I’m not Derek. I’m not going to make love to you with my dick that’s so small you’ll forget I was inside you the moment I slip out.”
He squeezes my ass, pressing me harder against his thick erection.
“No,kiska. I would fuck you hard, leave you bruised and raw and barely able to breathe. I would leave you with an ache between your legs, and you would carry it around for days. Every step reminding you of who you belong to, of who owns your body, and feeling so damn empty without me spreading your little pussy wide.”
“Please,” I beg, not scared by his words like he wants me to be, but instead hungry for everything he’s just offered.
“You have no idea what you’re begging me for.” He gives his head a soft shake and sets me down. “Let’s get the fuck out of here. I think it’s way past your bedtime, little kitten.”
Chapter 8
Volodya
She’s pissed. Her whole body is radiating fury. Lucky for me she’s a tiny thing that I can easily handle. My lip throbs from her bite, but it’s nothing compared to the pain in my cock. Keeping a firm grip on her arm so I don’t lose her again, I push my way through the crowd. I’d nearly killed that stupid fucker on the dance floor. He’d been eyeing Maddie like she was his, and it had nearly sent me into a rage. If I start thinking about how that little fucker’s been inside her and I haven’t, I’m going to end up fucking her right here in the middle of the damn club.
“Ow!” she yells when some asshole bumps into her and I have to tighten my grip on her to keep her from falling.
He turns back and runs his eyes over her, taking in the bare skin of her back and the way her jeans accentuate the round ass that I’m dying to sink my teeth into. When he starts to smile, I use my other hand to shove him squarely in the chest.
“Keep walking, dickhead,” I holler at him before picking Maddie up and turning us back around.
She wraps her arms and legs around me and presses her mouth to my ear. “You’re awfully possessive for a man who claims he doesn’t want me.”
The heat of her breath has goosebumps running over me. I’m trying to do the right fucking thing with her, but she’s making it damn near impossible, especially when she gives my earlobe a suck.
“Can you behave yourself for five goddamn seconds?”
She laughs and rocks her hips. “You started it with all that sore pussy talk.”
“That was supposed to scare you off,” I admit.
“I think it’s safe to say that plan of yours backfired.” She gives my earlobe a soft bite. “And here I thought you could read me so easily.”
Yeah, she’s not the only one. The more I push her, the more she likes it. I keep showing her glimpses of what I’d like to do to her, and instead of backing off like any sane woman would do, she keeps egging me on, trying to get me to lose all control. When I finally storm out of the club with her in my arms, I’m more than ready to leave the loud, crowded place and breathe in the fresh night air. I’d texted the guys about the man Maddie had recognized, and they’re going to grab him and take him to one of the warehouses the Bratva owns. All I need to do is drop her off and then go and meet them.
Setting her down by the bike, I grab one of the helmets and pull it on her, covering her angry scowl. I tighten the strap and then smack the top of her helmet lightly because I know it will piss her off. She puts her hands on her hips and stares at me while I put my own helmet on and sit down, starting the bike and revving the engine while I nod at her to get on.
She hikes a leg over and then wraps her arms around me, molding her body to mine in a way that makes it damn hard to concentrate. There’s still a long line outside the club, and they all watch as we speed past them. I haven’t even made it to the highway before her hands start to roam. One slips under my shirt while the other slides down my thigh. Her short nails scrape alone my abs as she runs her fingers over where my cock is straining against my jeans.
I grab her hand, removing it from my dick and put it back around my waist, giving it a warning squeeze before I let go. She ignores me, of course she does, and quickly snakes her hand back down. Traffic picks up, and I’m forced to leave her as she is so I can maneuver us through the worst of it. It’s the most exquisite torture I’ve ever experienced. She kneads me with her thumb, slowly working her way down the length of me before giving my head a pinch that has me sucking in a quick breath. As soon as I pass the last car and there’s nothing but straight highway in front of us, I grab her hand and press it back against my stomach. She laughs loud enough for me to hear and explores my abs and chest. I feel her gently rocking her hips, and by the time I see the gate to my house, I’m two seconds away from losing my goddamn mind.
I give Boris a quick wave and then pull through to the garage. Turning the bike off, I yank off my helmet and turn to her. “Get your ass inside the house, and if I were you, I’d lock my goddamn door.”
She pulls her helmet off, leaving her hair a wild mess that she somehow manages to make look sexy. It’s exactly how I picture it looking after I’ve fucked her. Except she’s standing now, which she most definitely will not be able to do after I’m done with her.
“What if I don’t want to?” she challenges.
“Maddie, don’t fucking test me. Get inside.”
She thinks about it for a second and then hands me the helmet. “Fine. What the hell do I need you for anyway? You were kind enough to bring me my toy, remember? I don’t need your big dick. I’ve got my own.” Her mouth lifts up in a taunting grin, and the heat in her grey eyes feels like it’s giving me third-degree burns. “Stay out here and hide if you want, Volodya. I’m going to go inside and get my big, fake dick, and I’m going to fuck myself with it. I’m going to come so hard while I’m clenched around it.” She rests her hands on my chest and leans in closer. “Maybe I’ll even scream your name while I do it.”
Without another word, she turns and walks toward the house, leaving me stunned and nearly blind with rage and need. I debate my options, each second feeling like an hour, before grabbing my phone and texting Valeri.
I’m going to be a little late.
