Her eyelashes fluttered. She shivered.
“Get on your hands and knees with your ass over the edge of the mattress.”
She knew the position.
I pushed my shorts off as she moved—feet finding the edge of the mattress, legs folding beneath her, ass raised, holes offered. Her cheek came to rest on the bed. She smoothed her hair away from her face and placed her hands flat on the bedding.
“There you go,” I said, running my hand from her hip to the curve of her ass.“All set to go.”
Her waist tapered inward and it made her ass look wider. But it was the centrepiece that drew my attention—the pink of her pussy, already glistening, the darker pucker above it. Both of them mine.
“Isn’t it easier when you understand your place in my world?”
“Wouldn’t it be easier if you didn’t need to try so hard to keep me in it?” she murmured against the bed.
“You’ll learn to bend to my will, Iskra,” I said, shifting my hips until my cock grazed her pussy before brushing against her asshole.“Everyone does eventually.”
She was irritatingly correct. I was haemorrhaging money with Tau tailing her brother. But keeping her like this—under my control, exactly where I needed her—was worth every single rouble.
I leaned in and spat on her asshole.
She gasped. I smiled and rubbed her hole with the pad of my thumb — slow, circular, until I began to press inward.
Round and round.
“Vadim,” she gasped.
“Yes, my little spark?” I asked, pressing deeper.
Deep enough for the muscles to give way. My thumb began to sink into her dark hole.
“Oooh,” she moaned.
I dragged my cock down to her clit and held it there.
“Who owns you?” I asked, easing my thumb back before dragging my cock up to her entrance—watching her coat me with her arousal as I moved.
I gripped her cheek and spread her wider, then drove my thumb deep into her asshole. The muscles closed around me immediately, pulling me in, trapping me there. I eased just the tip of my cock into her pussy and held—feeling the pulse of her around me, tight and urgent.
Her breath came in short bursts. She tried to rock backward.
I clamped down on her flesh and held her still. She stopped moving.
I began to work my thumb in and out of her asshole. Slow. Steady. No variation, no mercy.
“You feel that?” I said, keeping my voice even as my own heartbeat climbed.“The way your asshole keeps pulling me back inside.”
My precum began to ooze down over her pussy.
“Yes,” she whimpered.
“Who owns you?” I asked again, this time using the thumb in her ass to rock her back and forth until my cock slid a little deeper.
She kept trying to hold onto it as I rocked her.
“You complain about being sore and tired,” I growled, watching her clench around my cock before releasing me again.“But look at you—trying to get me to fuck both your holes.”
“Who owns you?” I roared.
