Chapter 10

Clara

What was I thinking? What the hell is wrong with me? He killed that man but when I saw the blood something inside of me snapped. That was what I was sent out to do. I was to kill, and the blood intrigued me more than anything but his mouth? God, his mouth was powerful and full of lust and authority. I wanted to taste it on my tongue, feel it seep into me. He kissed me so roughly that my knees felt weak but when his tongue traced mine and he pulled away, I know he felt it. The hate for the bastard that did this to me returns full force.

I race down the hallway and up the stairs, but I know he’s behind me, I can feel him. His presence is unmistakable.

“Stop!” He calls out again, the same word that he’s been yelling since I ran from the room. I made it all the way up here and I’m almost to my room when strong hands wrap around my waist, lifting me off the floor. I kick and try to fight, screams tearing from my throat. Alina’s door opens, and she steps into the hallway taking in what’s happening in front of her.

“What is this?” Alina hollers pulling Alexei’s attention.

“Not your concern!” he roars as I keep fighting to get free. It’s no use. He’s larger and stronger.

“Don’t hurt her!” Alina cries.

“I’m not!”

“You are! She’s crying and screaming, Alexei,” Alina pleads with him.

“Go to your room, Alina! This isn’t the time,” he says carrying me toward another door. I scream louder and see Dmitry move to get Alina and force her back into her room. Alexei doesn’t stop and neither do I. Not even when we’re in another room and he’s locking the door behind him. He sets me on my feet, shoving me back a few steps but I lose it. I rush at him, slamming my fists into his chest over and over as I scream. No words come out, just gut-wrenching screams of old memories that are tearing me apart inside. I unleash on him until I have no strength left in me. I cry softly and collapse to the floor in a heap. Alexei shocks me when he too moves to the floor and sits on his knees in front of me. He reaches for me and I want to swat him away, but I can’t find the strength to do it. His warm hands cup my cheeks, his thumbs brushing the tears away.

“They did this to you there?” he asks. I don’t want to tell him anything, but I feel like something in my chest is tugging me to him. He’s anchoring me to this earth right now and I don’t know if I want to go with it, or be pissed about it. I nod my head once and look into his eyes.

“Clara. My God, the pain you must have endured,” he says shaking his head. Sobs still shake my body as I try to calm myself, but when I look back into his eyes, I melt. The sincerity, the sorrow, all of it is too much. I tip my head and study his face. Something has happened to him too. I can see the loss in his eyes.

“They said if I refused to speak to them, scream for them than I didn’t need my tongue. Timur had his men hold me down and he cut away what he could,” I admit to him as tears drip from my eyes. He watches me, listening and never judging. It’s strange because even the men that came in to rape me made it a point to tell me just how disgusted they were when they would force themselves into my mouth. They said I was useless and that all I was good for was a quick fuck.

“He cut it himself?” Alexei asks sounding disgusted but not with me. I nod my head.

“He left me in my cell to bleed. I was sick for a long time. Alina, she would talk to me and try to make me feel better,” I tell him. I watch his throat bob as he swallows hard, his tongue coming out to lick his lips. I can’t pull my gaze away from what he’s doing, not until he moves toward me, pressing his lips against mine. I’m afraid to let him in. I don’t know what I want to do but the power between the two of us is overwhelming. I give in. I let him kiss me as no man has ever kissed me before. His lips are soft and gentle, his hands holding tightly to my face. Alexei moves his hands to my back, slowly laying me on the floor as he climbs between my legs. He knees my thighs open, resting himself there as his lips continue the torture of mine. I’m confused, I’m angry but I’m also so hot I can barely stand it. Fighting against what I feel between us is hard but I press my hands to his chest and shove him back a little. He doesn’t protest or keep forcing me.

“I’ve never seen beauty like yours,” he whispers softly catching me by surprise. He leans back down and kisses me again and this time, I don’t stop him from slipping his tongue into my mouth. Slow, soft strokes send a fire building in my core. The way he rocks his body against me, I nearly explode. Alexei pulls away and quickly strips us both before getting back in his place. His mouth devours me and when I feel the tip of his cock pressing against me, I gasp. I’ve had sex before I was taken, but what those men did to me in there, I can never forget. So, when Alexei enters me slowly and gently, I reach around and dig my nails into his back. I need to feel some kind of pain. This is not enough for me. They ruined me and the fact that I know I need that pain is overwhelming. I start to push him away again, but he doesn’t move.

“Just tell me what you need,” he nearly begs me. His cock is so hard, and filling and it feels so damn good, but I need more.

“Pain,” I whisper the word and Alexei nods. He moves gently at first letting me adjust to him, but I need so much more. He looks in my eyes and must be able to see it. Another small nod and his hips rear back and slam into me. Sweet, red-hot pain zips through my body as my mouth falls open. It’s pure perfection. Gasps fall from my mouth as he fucks me roughly. Each thrust is harder than the last, the sound of our skin slapping against each other is music to me. I pant and gasp with each thrust of his hips until he sits up and looks down at me. Grabbing my hips in his hands he raises me to where he wants me. With one hand holding me in place, he slowly slides his fingers over my skin until he gets to my nipple. Forcefully grabbing and pinching, I arch into his touch. That’s it, that’s what I need to feel. My body clamps around him and he groans before releasing my nipple and sliding his hand around my throat. My eyes widen but he just smirks at me.

“Pleasure and pain. Just by looking at you I wouldn’t have known that’s what you needed, Clara. I must say that I do like it though.” Squeezing my throat, he pumps into me again. Each thrust tightens his hand around my throat. Oxygen is precious but right now, it isn’t needed. He takes it away and when things begin to blur, he hits just the right spot. I come hard, clenching around him as he finds his own release. His hand slowly loosens from around my throat as his cock jerks inside of me. Each time I gasp and nearly cry when I feel him hitting me so deeply. When he’s finished, he pulls out of me and lies on his side next to me on the floor. His eyes are closed when I look over, but his fingers are between my legs. He dips his finger inside me, pulling the wetness out and slowly circling my clit. I suck in a breath and let what he’s doing wash over me. My stomach clenches, another orgasm working its way through me. I look over and find Alexei’s gaze on me, so hot and heavy. The air is thick, the smell of sweat and sex lingering around us but he doesn’t stop. His fingers keep moving, keep coaxing me higher until I’m gasping for air. His eyes stay on mine and mine on his as I come apart once more for him. He stops his movements but never moves his hand. He keeps it planted between my legs as we both lie there. My lids are heavy and slowly they flutter closed listening to the sounds of his breathing. I don’t know what just happened and frankly, I don’t want to analyze it. I’ve never felt anything like that in my life and I want to keep it with me just a little longer.