I lean close to her ear, holding her waist to keep her from pulling away. “You don’t want to inflict just a little bit of pain on me,dikaya koshka? You left your claw marks all over Dominik that first night, didn’t you?”
Alina inhales deeply before placing her hands on the center of my chest hesitantly. Glaring up at me with her jaw clenched tight she digs her fingernails in, moving them down slowly, deeply, nearly drawing blood. Then they travel up to my shoulders before raking down to my sensitive nipples. The pain is instantly forgotten when her nails graze along my abdomen, making the muscles tighten.
My cock jerks and swells even more. Fuck, I’ve been dying for this, for her to touch me. For her to mark me in anger. For her to finally give in to me.
While she’s so preoccupied, I slide my hands up her torso to cup her breasts. She lets out a surprised moan as her eyes fly up to mine in surprise.
That’s right. I knew she wanted this too.
My thumbs slowly circle her nipples, making them harden. Her skin is just as soft as I imagined, and I couldn’t stop now if a gun was to my head. I caress, I knead, I tease her as she continues to gasp in pleasure.
Alina’s eyes turn half-lidded as she rests her palms on my chest. Her fingernails subtly trace grooves of muscle this time, then my knife scars, not to hurt me but to explore. She lets out a faint whimper every time I lower my hand, sliding it down her stomach and back up. Over and over again.
Her hand covers mine before it can move back up for the fourth time.
“Tell me what you want,printsessa,” I whisper.
Her eyes close tight. She’s silent for all of a minute before she finally breaks and says, “Please, Gavriil…”
I could make her elaborate, to say the words. I don’t though, because hearing her beg is all I need.
I drop my forehead to hers as I slip my hand between her thighs. Alina gasps as my fingers glide between her lips and I have to bite back a groan.
“So slick, just like I knew you would be for me,” I say but the words come out in a rush of Russian.
When I drag my fingertips up to her clit to softly rub, she exhales a shaky, “Yes.” Her fingernails dig into my shoulders now to hold on tight.
My heavy cock presses against her lower stomach. Every noise I conjure from her makes me ache, and I’m dying for more of her touch.
As my fingers continue rubbing her clit in gentle circles, I take her wrist and guide her hand toward my dick, showing her what I need. She wraps her fingers around me so goddamn tight, like she wants to hurt me. Pleasure hits me like an electric jolt.
“Yebat. Da.” I can’t stop the shouts that break from me. Even that feels too good, but I want more.
Before I can guide her hand, Alina begins to stroke me, teasing me, moving from base to tip faster and faster. Her breath hitches as my fingers prod her entrance and push inside.
“Tak blizko.”
She’s so fucking tight and already throbbing. I have to clench my jaw to keep from coming. Her walls squeeze my finger, so I add another, rocking them in and out of her.
Alina drops her head to my shoulder, shuddering as she strokes me faster. “Yes!” she whispers.
I slide my hand into her wet hair, gripping the strands to tilt her head back so that her eyes are on mine. I take in the look ofsheer pleasure written all across her face, and as badly as I want to kiss her, I don’t.
That’s too close. Too…intimate.
“Come for me. Only me,” I demand as I plunge my fingers deeper, the heel of my hand grinding against her clit.
Alina’s eyes flutter shut. Her thighs tense around my wrist. “Gavriil. Oh!Oh God…”
“I’ll answer to God or Gavriil,” I tell her. Tightening my grip on her hair, I pull her closer and earn a moan. My lips hover near her ear. “Don’t hold back. Give me what’smine.”
Alina whimpers, and her legs shake. She grabs my bicep with her other hand for stability, still stroking me with determination, like she needs to see me break too.
She won’t have to wait long.
Heat and pleasure build up within me like a bomb about to explode. I’ve been too wound up over her. I won’t last much longer. But she has to break first.
“Come for me,printsessa.”
