Her eyes lit up, and she started to head towards the room. I grabbed her arm and dragged her back into me.
“Don’t think you’re getting off that easily.” I nipped at her neck. “Disobedient little kotenok. What am I going to do with you?”
Alisa smiled up at me, the heat in her eyes matching my own.
I pushed her hard into the front door and ripped her thin shirt from her body with my bare hands. She gasped at the suddenness, but I silenced her with my lips. I tasted that pretty mouth while I dug my hands underneath her bra, and onto those perfect breasts.
I tightened my grip, and her hips rocked into my own. I pinned them against the door, letting her feel the effect she had on me. While she mindlessly ground against me, I ripped the bra away from her body, and tasted the sweetness of her nipples. I sucked the first one into my mouth, and bit down hard.
“Mine,” I said harshly, before possessing the other one with my tongue. She shook against me.
“Such a slut,” I tsked as my hand teased towards her pants. “I’ve barely even touched you, and you’re already desperate to come.”
Before she could reply, I spun her around pressing her face against the door. “Put your hands above your head, and maybe I’ll let you.”
Immediately, she obeyed, and I hummed approvingly.
“Good little whore.” Alisa bit down on her lip and barely suppressed a moan. I leaned down, and whispered into her ear. “Mywhore.”
I took a step back and admired the bare curve of her back. All of her body was mine to torture and please. I could bring her to the brink all night long and listen to her beg to tip over the edge.
Warmth flooded me as I remembered she wouldn’t ever be leaving me again. I’d be able do this every single fucking night.
I ran a finger down her spine, and she turned her head to look at me. A blissed out expression consumed her.
I gripped the top of her pants, ready to consumehercompletely. With a single motion, I ripped her underwear and pants down to her upper thigh.
But that view wasn’t what caught my attention.
Alisa’s eyes were completely blank. In contrast to the previous shivers of anticipation, her body was now rigidly still.
“Alisa?” I said quietly, my focus completely on her expression.
Nothing. No reaction at all.
I spoke her name louder, but her eyes still held that frozen look of nothingness. Something stabbed at my chest, and I would’ve called it my heart if I was still capable of having one.
I gently ran a finger over her face, hoping the hint of contact would wake her from whatever dream was trapping her.
I ground my teeth when not even the slightest reaction rippled across her face.
Grabbing that fluffy blanket she loved, I placed it over her rigid shoulders. Gently, I wrapped it around her still body, covering her completely.
Nothing.
I cradled Alisa in my arms and carried her to that couch she loved to curl up in. Feeling her stiff body made my pulse beat quicker than it had when I’d snapped someone’s neck earlier.Fuck.
I settled her into her favorite spot, hoping that would trigger something. When she remained deathly still, I went to move.Could a lack of contact help jolt her? But her arms stayed mindlessly wrapped around me.
I gently tried to tug free. Alisa only held on tighter, her face still terrifyingly blank. Even with her mind in another dimension, she refused to let go of me. My chest tightened, and I tugged her closer.
“Alisa, come back to me,” I said. “Please.”
Chapter fifty-four
Dmitri
Alisa blinked, and the tension inside my chest uncoiled. Blonde eyebrows scrunched together as she stared first at my face, then down at her covered body. Her blinking increased rapidly in time to the thoughts snapping across her mind.
