Page 34 of Savage Pakhan

Mia’s head bobs faster, her spit dripping from her chin, then washes down the drain. Her lips are swollen, stretched, and red from sucking me.

“Oh, fuck, Mia.” I bang my head against the wall, clenching my teeth as my orgasm builds.

Her hand slips down her body, vanishing between her legs. She moans around me, the vibrations sinking into every inch that’s grown hard for her.

“Does sucking me off make you wet, Lyubimaya?” I ask so loud, the question bounces off the bathroom walls.

Mia might be able to hear what’s really going on in here. I hope she does. I want her to know how much I crave her.

But in my dreams, she nods so eagerly.

She whimpers around me, her cheeks hollow. She lets me go with a soft pop, licking up from the base of my shaft to the tip. Her tongue dips into the slit, gathering the precum that’s all for her. She hums in delight loving the taste.

My eyes snap open and I shout her name in the stall, “Mia!” I aim my cock down, ropes of come disappearing down the drain.

I’ve never come so much or hard in my entire life.

“Da,” I gasp for breath, sliding down the wall until I’m sitting on the floor. “So fucking good.”

I allow the water to rush down on me while I catch my breath, my softening cock still in my hand.

“Alek? Did you need me? I thought I heard you call for me.” The door to the bathroom inches open, her sweet voice cutting through the thick lust-injected steam.

“What?” I rub a hand down my face. “No, no, I didn’t say anything. I’m sorry to bother you. I… I’m sore. My shoulder.” It’s not a lie. It’s true. My shoulder is killing me, but she doesn’t need to know what I was doing it that caused it to throb.

“Oh, okay. Well, if you need anything, let me know. We should probably get you in a splint when you’re out.”

I smile, loving that she wants to take care of me. “Da. Da That sounds great. Thanks, Mia.”

The door closes with a soft click, and I’m left sitting on the shower floor, cum leaking from my cock due to dreaming about my son’s runaway bride.

Now that I’ve had a taste of her in my dreams, I know that won’t be enough. I need her.

The real her.

Being in this cabin is going to test me in so many ways.

I just hope being so close to me tests her too.

9

MIA

I’m lying on the bed, my entire body sore and bruised from the day. I’m exhausted yet at the same time I’m wired. I can’t seem to sleep even though every molecule in me has nothing left to give.

I stare up at the ceiling, the beams clean and spotless. Whoever cleans this place does a great job, especially since the beams are so high.

“Seriously, so bored you’re analyzing the beams,” I grumble to myself, rubbing my hands down my face.

I turn to my side, fluff my pillow, and stare off into the darkness. The outlines of the furniture can be seen. The nightstand is by the bed. There’s a lamp in the corner. Frames hang on the wall, but the pictures can’t be seen. There’s a TV at the foot of the bed that I can turn on, but I’m not in the mood to watch anything either.

I sigh, my stomach rumbling from the lack of food.

Again, I don’t have the energy to go down the stairs and have any of the food Alek made. I don’t think he did either. He went straight downstairs after the shower. He barely spoke to me on the way out. I’m starting to think I’m more of a burden to him than he’d like to admit.

Not that he’ll ever know, but I saw everything when I closed the door.

Ev-er-y-th-ing.