“So I’m just a job to you?” I asked, wishing that wasn’t the truth.
He shook his head as he slid his hands under my shirt, rubbing the small of my back. “No. But it is just who I am. I want to protect you, Kalina.”
The kiss he initiated lasted so long that I gasped for air when we parted. My lips stung, so sweetly swollen. My heart raced,so charged with adrenaline and desire. And my pussy ached, already desperate for him.
“I need to know that you are safe, sweetheart.”
My heart grew bigger at that tender endearment. I was stunned that I could evenhaveone after the horrible things Erik and Yusef called me.
“I need to know that you are safe because I care for you.”
And I did him.
I cared so damn much about this gentle giant, so patient and considerate as I found my footing after my escape.
As we kissed again and began to peel away all the layers of clothing we had on, I knew it was time to really show him that, too.
Slowly but with purpose, we stripped each other. Shirts went flying across the room. My panties slipped down with my bra. I fumbled to get his pants and boxers off because he was too good at mastering me, already so knowledgeable about how to best push his long fingers into my pussy and get me so close to shattering for him. Distracted like that, no one would fault me for being delayed in stripping him.
But once we were blissfully naked and flush together on the bed, I was eager to take this last forbidden step with him.
To ensure the choice was mine. My virginity was somethingIwanted to lose as I saw fit.
With him.
I wanted my first time to be with this handsome lover, this calm yet powerful man who’d kill for me.
This rugged Mafia man who cared for me in a way no one ever had before, with such a corresponding depth of affection that I doubted I’d ever experience again for anyone else.
No fear of being bred entered my mind as I straddled him and ground on his erection.
He lay back, letting me call the shots and determine what we’d do. He was passive, truly intending to let me take what I wanted, whatever that was and however I saw fit.
Rubbing my bare pussy over his long, hard shaft was torture. Witnessing the glistening smear of my arousal coating him and his precum dripping from his tip was filthy perfection.
But I had nothing to fear.
He wasn’t going to breed me.
He didn’t care about knocking me up like Erik and Yusef had preached.
I wasn’t worthless, good for nothing but getting pregnant.
Alexsei had no intention to discard me or use me like that. He’d proven it nightly, making me come without penetrating me there. He’d shown me how he could do all he could to make me feel pleasure instead—no rush or obligation to fuck so he’d breed me that much faster. If that was true, he wouldn’t have wasted all this time to make me feel so loved and wanted. Treasured and worshiped.
When I reached for his dick, stroking my fingers over the steely length, he watched me closely, as if he could intuit my intentions.
“Are you sure, Kalina?”
I nodded, then leaned over to kiss him. He moved with me, not bucking me off but easing up with me still on his lap so he could sit with his back against the headboard.
Framing my face with both of his hands, he kissed me without pause as I tried to line him up. And again. And again. Clumsy, and eager now to feel that initial stretch, I frowned and reared back.
“Do you want me to help?”
I turned, pulling him with me until he hovered over me. Flat on my back now, I enjoyed the new position of spreading my legs wide, anticipating how full he would make me feel.
“Please,” I asked, hoping he wouldn’t be annoyed that I need assistance in losing my virginity.
