Viktor
I watched Valentin’s drunken ass as he sprawled on the bed, snoring like a fucking pig.
He was passed out cold—and I was thankful for that. Maybe drugging his drinks after all had been the best idea. He wouldn’t know. Valentin would think he just happened to drink too much and he passed out because of it. It wouldn’t be the first time anyway.
He had plans to visit Valerie tonight, but too sad for him, now he couldn’t.
I would be the one visiting my silent myshka.
Smiling at the thought, I turned away and walked out of the room, closing the door behind me.
Time to see my girl.
After dinner, Valerie was escorted upstairs, back to her room. The party went on, and finally, when everyone started to leave, I could breathe again. Alessio nodded at me and left too. Thank fuck, I told him about the crazy, fucked-up plans. We would deal with that shit later.
For now, Ayla was at home, safe and sound. Just like it was meant to be.
Valentin was stumbling over his own feet, making his way to his room. He drank some more, celebrating our so-called early win.
I walked into Valerie’s room to find her on the bed. She was sitting with her knees brought up to her chest, her head lying over her arms.
She looked so innocent like this—so fragile. So pure. She appeared untouched by corruption.
But seeing her like this—I wanted to corrupt her.
Valerie’s head snapped up, and our gazes met. She smiled sleepily before opening her arms for me.
Oh, the innocence. She was inviting the wolf with open arms, and she didn’t even know it yet.
I walked toward her, tugging my tie as I went and pulling it over my head. I threw it aimlessly around the room. My jacket followed, and finally I crawled into bed with her.
Valerie’s arms were still wide open, waiting for me. And like a fucking puppy and an animal wanting his mate’s touch, I savored her touch and crawled into her waiting arms.
She giggled silently as I pushed her on her back and laid on top of her. Her thighs opened and cradled my hips between them as I laid my head on her breast, nuzzling between the heavy weights.
I breathed in her sweet scent and let out a sigh, all tension being released from my body. Fuck, this was exactly what I needed after a long-ass day.
We stayed like this for some time, me cradled in her arms while she gently played with my hair. I knew I was heavy on her, but she didn’t make a move to push me away.
Eventually, I lifted my head up to see her serene smile, her face soft and filled with so much adoration. I couldn’t look away.
So I did the only thing I could.
I kissed her. She gasped against my lips, and I kissed her harder, forcing my tongue into her mouth. Taking what she was giving.
It started with the sweetest kiss until there was nothing sweet with the way we were kissing. Our tongues battled fiercely, dancing, and it was…everything and more.
The kiss went straight to my cock, and fuck me, I loved it. I loved being hard for this woman—I fucking loved wanting her.
Because I knew she wanted me just as much.
The kiss deepened, and the heat between us could probably scorch our skin. She clung to me, whimpering and kissing me harder, as if she wanted to bury herself into me—into my soul.
Valerie’s fingers curled around my hair, tugging and begging silently. We were lost—so lost in each other. We were drowning, and I’d rather drown than take my next breath.
And I wanted more.
I dragged my lips away from hers and made my way down, kissing her jaw and neck until I came in contact with her fucking collar.
We both stilled at the same time, our breathing harsh and heavy.
Our gazes locked, and I saw the heated look in her eyes—and through the heated look, I saw her pain and sadness.
Fuck me. She was going to kill me one day.
One look was enough to break my cold motherfucking heart.
Pulling Valerie to a sitting position, I moved closer until our bodies were molded together. She looked down at her collar, losing her soft smile in the process.
I lifted her chin up, our gaze meeting again. With a shake of my head, I touched our foreheads together.
“Don’t think about him, Valerie. It’s us. Just us. Me and you,” I mumbled, making sure she was seeing my words.
Valerie gave me a small nod, but I wasn’t satisfied with it. My hand went behind her neck, and I did something I had never done before.
Her eyes widened, and her mouth opened in shock.
My fingers met the lock behind her collar, and I unlatched it, removing the stupid collar from her neck.
Valerie froze, her breath leaving her. My heart was in my throat too, and I could barely breathe.
Her hand came up, touching her neck—her bare skin. Tears spilled down her cheeks, breaking my heart further.
“Shhh…don’t cry, myshka. Don’t cry,” I whispered, my voice coarse, kissing her tears away.
Her arms went around my neck, and she held on tight as I kissed her lips again. We kissed as I slowly removed her dress, our lips only leaving each other to pull her dress over her head before we were kissing again.
Her fingers unbuttoned my shirt, and I let her. She slowly peeled it off my body, her hand touching my bare chest. I sucked in a harsh breath and kissed her harder, nipping at her lips before groaning into the kiss.
My pants came off next while I laid her on her back again. Valerie never stopped touching me, her hands roaming my shoulders, my back—her nails digging into my skin—marking me as hers.
I wanted to tattoo those marks into my body, for them to never fade away. I wanted to wear those proudly and shout on top of the roof that my woman fucking gave them to me.
“Valerie…” I whispered against her lips.
She arched her back, and I slowly made my way down. I kissed a path down her neck until I reached those beautiful round globes. I took her bra off, and my eyes worshipped her tits.
So. Fucking. Perfect.
Small but big enough to fill my hands. Her nipples were a dark rosy color. My favourite kind. I wanted to feast on them for the rest of my life.
I kissed my way down, toward the valley of her breasts. My tongue peeked out, and I tasted a fully erected nipple. Hmmm.
I worshipped her tits with my mouth, teasing her nipples into fiery points. I licked the hardened buds and then sucked until she was arching her back and practically ripping my hair out.
My lips continued their downward path, tasting the skin of her stomach and leaving a wet trail. Her legs opened for me, and I smirked.
I wanted nothing between us, but right now, her panties were in the way. I shrugged and then ripped it away.
Well, there we go. Nothing in my way now. She was bare for me—completely at my mercy.
And I was the beast who was going to devour her sweet nectar.
She quivered in anticipation, her nails dragging almost painfully into my shoulders. I imagined how it would sound to have her begging for me.
I couldn’t hear her moans, but fuck, the way she was touching me, pulling my body closer to hers—I knew this was what she wanted.
I looked up to see her already looking at me. When I spoke, my voice was rough and husky to my own ears. Full of desire for this beautiful woman laid out for me.
“You’ve got me, myshka. You’ve got all of me, beautiful Valerie. Just wait a little longer. I need to make sure you’re ready for my cock, baby. I need to make sure your cunt is wet enough to take me deep inside you.”
Her lips parted in a silent moan, and her head fell back to her pillows, her eyes closing tightly. My gaze went back to my destination.
Her sweet pussy.
I pushed her legs wide to accommodate my shoulders, and I settled between her spread thighs, my head right over where I wanted to be.
My cock ached painfully, and I rubbed it against the mattress, hoping some kind of friction would help, but bad fucking idea. My length hardened more, and all it wanted was to be buried deep inside her cunt—fucking her into oblivion.
I kissed her quivering pussy. She writhed underneath me when I slowly dragged my tongue over her pussy lips, parting them so I could probe her entrance.
Her hips left the bed, her thighs tightening around my head. I chuckled against her wet pussy when she creamed my lips with more wetness.
She was so fucking wet that she was dripping on the bed, drenching the bedsheets with her desire. I inhaled her sweet scent and almost came right there while licking her cunt.
Holy. Fuck.
I didn’t know pussy could be this addicting. But apparently, it could be.
I lapped at her juices and then penetrated her entrance just with the tip. I sucked at her clit, biting softly at the tiny bud. When I pushed a finger inside her, she flinched and grabbed my head, pulling me closer into her pussy.
Plunging two fingers inside her, I sucked on her tender swollen clit—sending her into a frenzied orgasm. A growl escaped past my throat as I enjoyed the sweet nectar she was giving me.
She writhed against me as the climatic wave overtook her. Wetness pooled between her legs, creaming my fingers and lips until she was drenched and ready to take my cock.
I pulled up and smirked down at her face. Her eyes were still closed, her chest heaving with each breath. Her lips were pink and swollen from being freshly kissed. Her face was flushed and red—she was breathless.
And so fucking beautiful. And just like the paper swan I gave her, Valerie was delicate and fragile.
I quickly pulled down my boxers and settled between her thighs again. Her lips parted as she breathed, her eyes opening. They were unfocused on my face, and a lazy smile spread across her lips.
“You are so beautiful, Valerie. Do you know that? I want to look at you forever. You make my heart ache in a dangerous way,” I whispered before kissing her lips softly. “I can’t seem to get enough of you, my sweet myshka.”
I pulled away slightly, looking down at those gorgeous eyes of hers. “I am going to make love to you, baby.”
Valerie closed her eyes, her fingers biting into my shoulders again. I kissed her again, and a tear slipped down her cheeks.
Gripping my cock, I rubbed the tip against her wetness before finding her heated core and slowly thrusting inside, pressing into her body.
My eyes closed at the sensation, completely lost in this moment.
My heart cracked and then molded together again. What was once cold turned into warmth.
I grunted as I sunk into her snug pussy. Valerie shuddered under me, her arms tight around my shoulders.
My lips blindly found her again when I was fully seated inside her warmth. I stayed there, our bodies locked together.
I never thought a moment like this could be beautiful.
I never thought sex could be breathtaking.
But with Valerie…it was everything and so much fucking more.
She trembled under my body, and then I heard quiet sobbing. What the—
My eyes snapped opened to find hers tightly shut. Her body was taut, tears spilling down her cheeks.
My eyes widened, and my heart stumbled, fear skyrocketing through me.
What have I done?
Panic coursed through my body, and I suddenly felt sick. I thought she wanted this, but did I misread the situation? I thought…the fiery need in her eyes told me she wanted me as much as I wanted her. But…
What have I done?
My self-control had snapped, and I had used her.
Just like Valentin had.
Fuck, I was worse.
She trusted me.
“No. No. No. Oh, my sweet Valerie. What have I done?” I choked while stroking her hair.
My cock was still buried deep inside her. Ashamed and sick to the stomach, I tried to pull away. Valerie’s eyes snapped open, and her lips parted in a silent cry, panic in her gaze.
I stilled as she shook her head, her throat working as she swallowed hard and cried at the same time.
More tears spilled down her cheeks, and Valerie—she clung to me as if in desperation.
Like I was her savior…her anchor…her everything.
“I am sorry,” I tried to say, but the words were like a rumble from my aching chest. I closed my eyes and rested my forehead against hers.
I couldn’t look at her—in her eyes—I couldn’t look at what I had broken when I had promised to fix her.
I tried to pull out of her heated core again but fuck—I couldn’t.
“…No…”
My heart stilled and then erupted with chaos.
This wasn’t possible…it couldn’t be. It couldn’t fucking be.
I stopped breathing only because I couldn’t.
I struggled with my next breath, and my eyes snapped open.
Valerie palmed my cheek, her other arm around my shoulder and pulling me closer. She wrapped her legs around me, her ankles locking around my thighs.
She moved her hips, thrusting my cock inside her again.
My gaze went to her lips
Valerie swallowed hard and shook her head again. Valerie took a deep breath through her tears and her lips parted again—as if to speak.
My gut spasmed and my body trembled, my ears throbbing and praying to listen to her. Wishing this was real.
Her eyes were filled with so much pain—but I saw something else there.
She was staring at me like I was her everything. Like I was her whole world—the moon, the sun, the light, the darkness—everything.
When my ears picked up the next word, this time I was sure it wasn’t a dream. It wasn’t a fragment of my imagination.
It was real.
It was her.
Valerie decimated me.
She left me bleeding, the inside of my soul scratched and cut open.
Valerie annihilated me.
Her arms tightened around me, and she curled into my embrace, forcing herself into my soul.
Valerie destroyed me.
Her sweet faint voice, unused and barely out of her throat…destroyed me.
“Please…Viktor.”