Chapter Five
“What exactly are you begging me for, princess?” Vadim asked, voice edged with roughness, lust he could no longer contain.
He’d waited for her too long, wanted to see her come undone, satisfied by the knowledge he stripped her shields bare and made her scream his name. Only then, she’d become his in every sense of the word.
“You’re going to make me say it, aren’t you?” she retorted. There it was, the fire in her eyes.
He smiled in response.
“I want…” She hesitated, clutching at his shoulders tighter, her tits brushing against his chest. Maddening, but he wanted to hear it on her lips. “You.”
He flipped her over, her body cushioned by the soft grass. Eve yelped but didn’t push him away, or tell him she changed her mind. Too late for regrets either way. Vadim hooked his fingers into the soft silken material of her shorts, yanked them down, along with her underwear, baring the slick jewel between her legs.
Shy smile on her lips, she parted her knees for him, giving him a glimpse of her sleek, velvet folds, an open invitation. Vadim dispensed with his bottoms and boxers, until he stood in front of her, nude.
She sucked in a breath, eyeing his thickening dick. “You’re—”
She couldn’t continue.
“Speechless?”
“Can you really fit in me?”
He knelt in front of her, blanketed his body over hers and took her lips again. The sweet taste of her, of crushed berries mixed in with vanilla, exploded on his mouth. She kissed him back, fervently, biting his bottom lip. His unexpected little hellion.
Vadim left a trail of kisses down her neck, licked, sucked, and savored every inch of skin. Reaching her groin, he gripped her thighs open, legs she vainly tried to close.
“No. All of you—tits, cunt, ass, and the rest of your body, mine.”
She sucked in a breath, nodding as he eyed her tempting pink folds.
“Such a pretty pussy. I need a taste.” He flicked his tongue over her clit, back and forth until it hardened. She moaned above him, clawing at the grass as he sucked on her outer lips, pushed his tongue into her opening. Vadim ate her out, loving every groan and sound of pleasure he wrangled from her lips.
When she wove her fingers into his hair, he didn’t protest.
“Come for me, princess. Do it now,” he ordered, biting lightly on the nub of her clit. She squirmed, back arching as she climaxed, screaming out his name. He licked her clean, like a satisfied cat. Her eyelids fluttered, and a languid expression settled on her pretty face. He gave her thigh a warning squeeze.
“No, don’t go to sleep yet, princess. We’ve just begun. I intend to take your virginity then claim your other hole, too. Maybe not today but soon. I’m a ravenous man. I want all of you.”
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Uttered by another man, those words would have unnerved Eve, but she felt sated, her body aching in some places where he bit her, left his marks over her. She didn’t know why she liked that, why they were different from the bruises left behind by the three men who’d nearly raped her three days ago
No, Eve understood. Those men saw her as disposable trash, one body among many to use and abuse, but not Vadim. Vadim wanted to keep her, desired her when she thought no other man would want her.
When she’d first met him, she confessed wanting to have what Clarissa and Raul did, but her sister’s relationship, Clarissa’s insistence on choosing her own man, had doomed all of them. Eve saw that now.
“My father,” she muttered, unsure why the fuck she brought this up now, “offered me as an alternative to my sister to Gustav Petrovich. He refused, saying his son deserved better than a consolation prize, a reject.”
Anger flashed in Vadim’s green eyes. “Gustav’s a bitter little man, and he’ll soon pay for his crimes.”
She gripped his arm in warning. Eve had already lost her family. She couldn’t recover if Vadim was taken from her, too. He was on her side, her dark protector. One didn’t choose whom they loved, and she’d held a torch for him since she’d been a girl, a foolish brat with idealistic dreams.
“What did you mean by that?”
“You’re my one weakness, princess. I’d been placed in a position where making the wrong move could fuck things up, but now’s different. Gustav might have succeeded in his revenge, but he discounted you. Ask and I’ll kill him for you.”
Eve sat up slowly, clenching her fists by her sides at the startling revelation that she held the power to end the life of the man she hated, who planned and waited five years to end the entire Valentin family.
“I’ll think about it.”
“Good. Let’s turn to more important matters.”
Her gaze lingered on the monster hanging between his legs, so thick, so full. Eve reached out, curious, curling his fingers around his shaft. She settled on her knees, a better position. Vadim groaned when she moved her hand up and down.
“Harder,” he commanded.
Eve did as he asked, amazed how his shaft became engorged. She swiped the pre-cum gathered at his tip, leaned in close, and gave it a lick, until the taste of him filled her mouth. He speared fingers into her hair, tugging her close.
“Take me in your mouth.”
She parted her lips and took him a couple of inches, before gagging. Eyes watering, she refused to give up. Eve tried again, sucked slower, running her tongue and using a bit of teeth to trace every bump and ridge of his dick.
Eve bobbed her head up and down, able to accommodate more of him, but not all. Never mind. She’d practice.
Wait. Did she just presume there might be a second time and a third?
“I’ll take over.”
She held her mouth open, letting him push in and out of her, rhythm painfully controlled, slow. So careful, she realized. Vadim must have been walking on glass since she arrived. He was close, pulled his prick away, but she held on, pressing her lips over the skin of his dick. Vadim felt like silk stretched over heated steel in her mouth. When he exploded, she accepted his jizz. Droplets dripped down the side of her mouth, but he swiped them clean, licking his fingers after.
Eve blushed and sat back on her heels, waiting for his next instructions. Giving Vadim a blowjob, holding that power over a man like him, her man if she wanted, had aroused her. Even now, her tits contracted, and her pussy grew wet once more.
“Lay on your back on the grass. Touch yourself.”
Her face must be completely red by now, but she liked it when he gave her orders. She scooted backwards, lay down, and spread herself. With two fingers, she parted her cunt lips, aware of his intense gaze pinned on her at all times.
Eve had masturbated many times, especially when she couldn’t sleep. When she touched herself, she’d fantasized about one man. This moment was real, though, and it felt different, with Vadim there.
“Pinch those large tits.”
She closed two fingers over her left tit, his teeth-marks still pinkish, standing out. Mine, Vadim had said as if he stated a simple fact. She pulled at the bud and groaned, closing her legs on impulse, but he walked in front of her, nudging them apart. Eve placed her other hand between her legs and began fondling herself.
When she looked at Vadim, she noticed his hand on his dick, stroking it back to life.
This was really happening. Eve wanted Vadim, obsessed about him as much as he did her.
Eve would always mourn her family, her grief not easily forgotten, but her father and sister had made their choices. In the aftermath of the slaughter, Eve chose to survive. Was it wrong, to cling to the one man who was capable of getting under her skin? Past marrow, skin and bone, Vadim would soon tunnel a way to her heart, only to discover it had always belonged to him.
“Fuck. I need to be in you now.” Vadim went for his jeans, taking out a condom foil from his wallet, and lube.
“You came prepared,” she managed to point out, still not stopping.
“Always am, in case I wore you down and you caved.”
“This thing between us, there’s no cure for it,” she whispered.
“Are you scared?”
“Yes, but I don’t want to back off now.”
“Good.” Vadim knelt in front of her once more, cock once again full, hard.
“Will it hurt?”
“Only the first time.” Vadim gripped her ankle, placed one leg on his shoulder, and then did the same to the other.
Eve soon understood why he chose this position, because it offered intimacy of the highest level. Like this, he could see every expression on her face, every weakness and vulnerability. Vadim uncapped the lube, spreading some on his fingers, then her slick pussy. His touch sent an electric jolt right to her core, made her insides melt.
“I’m going to get you ready for me, before using my cock.”
“Okay.”
He pushed lowered his face into her cunt and blew at her clit. Vadim apparently knew what he was doing. He tongued the sensitive nub of flesh, occasionally using a bit of teeth, leaving her a panting mess, like her body no longer belonged to her. She moaned, aware of her slick pussy lips. She was so wet and ready for him. Needing something to hold onto, she gripped the grass, coming away with slivers. Eve clawed at the ground again, found a sturdy root and held on.
“You’re ready.” Vadim leaned forward, took her mouth again. He gave her a surprisingly tender and sweet kiss, one that nearly sent her over the moon. Then he broke the foil, slipped the rubber over his shaft, and pressed the tip against her entrance. She held him instead, nails creating half-crescent marks on his inked, tanned flesh as he slowly sank his cock inside her.
Eve felt every inch, the burn making her grit her teeth. Some kind of barrier broke and she felt sticky fluid down her thigh. Not yet, she thought.
“Endure this for me, princess. Soon enough, I’ll make you fly.”
Holding on to his promise, she took deep breaths, until he sheathed himself to the hilt, balls brushing against her ass. His stubbled jaw brushed against hers, and she opened her mouth to receive his kiss, this one bruising, fully waking the hunger inside of her.