Chapter Four
Destiny
When he kisses me, I feel like nothing else in the world matters. Not that bitch Stacia, not these hives, nothing. Do you have any idea how blessed I feel right now? Sure, I could be angry that I was brought to this island paradise under false pretenses, my best friend taken away from me for God knows what purpose, but I believe Ivan when he says Mikhail would never hurt her. I have thrown caution to the wind. I am going to soak this man up for however long he wants me.
“You are not allergic to any of this stuff, are you?” He asks, pointing to my plate. I laugh.
“No. It's not food so much, except strawberries. It's pretty much anything scented for skin. Body wash, perfume, lotions, some sunscreens. I was a bit flustered by you, so I didn't check the ingredients. Don't worry Ivan, I will be more careful in the future.”
“You better. I don't want anything to happen to you.”
God, he's just about the sweetest kidnapper ever. Sort of kidnapper? I don’t know what you would call it, but he really is sweet.
I take a huge bite of my burger just as my stomach growls.
“Sorry. I wasn't kidding when I said I was starving.” He laughs and begins to eat.
After dinner, I take a shower using my own soap. The hives are already fading fast thanks to the doctor. I am surprised at how comfortable I feel around Ivan. After drying my hair, I walk out of the bathroom to where he is sitting on the couch, watching the highlights of the Rays baseball game. I hold out the tube to him. His eyes widen.
“Can you help me with this, please?” I ask. I want his hands on me and if this only way I can get it, I’ll take it.
“Of course,” he says taking the tube from me. He grabs my hand and pulls me down across his lap. My ass is in the air. The cool air on my pussy causes me to shiver. I feel exposed and vulnerable in a way that excites me beyond belief.
“Are you going to spank me?” I jokingly ask as starts rubbing the cream in to my back.
“I'm not into things like that,” he says. “Are you?”
“I don't know what I'm interested in yet, Ivan. Are you going to show me?” When he reaches my ass, he rubs harder. Gripping and squeezing the flesh. I am not prepared for the slap that rings out. I should have been. I asked for it. It sounds worse than it feels. He does it again. Over and over. Until I come. I cry out his name.
I am a bit of a mess; his huge hard cock is poking my chest. This is twice now that I have come, and he didn't.
“I am definitely interested in this,” I say, my pussy soaking his pants leg.
“Me too. Your skin pinked up, the fucking sounds you made. Moving your little pussy against my thigh.” While he is talking and rubbing my ass, I've managed to get his cock out of his sweatpants. Fuck. It's bigger than I thought it would be. When I wrap my lips around the head, he stops talking for a minute and groans. “You don't have to do this, Destiny,” he finally says through clenched teeth.
“I want to Ivan.” I say before taking him to the back of my throat. One of his hands tangles in my hair, his other hand squeezing my ass. I am rubbing my tits on his thighs and cock.
“Fuck, girl, where did you learn how to do this? Not that I want to know about other men.”
I pull off of his cock. “No other guys. Marisol and I went to a class that was a part of our friend’s bachelorette party. This is my first time doing this.”
“God, I don't want to come in your mouth. Not until you are bred.” I shiver when I realize what he's saying. I scramble up so that I am sitting on his lap. Before he can stop me, I slam my pussy down on his cock. His hands grip my hips as I cry out from the momentary pain of his cock ripping through my virginity.
“Fuck. This is amazing,” I say as I start moving my hips.
“I was going to wait until you felt better.”
“I feel amazing.” I say breathless.
“You are mine now.”
“I know.” He picks me up and walks us to his bed. Still inside me, he lowers us until my back is touching the comforter. He then begins to slam in and of me.
“Fuck, this little pussy is all mine. I am going to fill it with my kid.”
“God, yes.” I cry out. I can’t believe how clear I can see the future.
He bottoms out inside of me. His groans fill my ears and I wrap my legs around his waist. My feet digging into his ass, trying to pull him closer to me.
I come screaming his name, he follows a few thrusts later. The harsh way my voice sounds right now makes me want more.
He collapses on top of me. I like his weight on me. I feel safe with him near me.
“You kept your promise.” I say breathlessly.
He laughs and moves to my side, pulling me close.
“That I did, Princess. That I did.” He says laughing.
He runs his fingers through my hair as I fall asleep. I feel him kiss my forehead, but I am too tired to lift my head, so I kiss his chest.
I love this man. Easily. Without hesitation. Am I crazy? Do I even care at this point? Does it matter that I have only known him for a day?
I decide that it doesn’t. I am all in with Ivan Dobrev.
As I drift off, I also feel shitty about not being more concerned for my friend. I hope she is as happy as I am right now.