Twist (Off Balance Book 4)

by Lucia Franco

  "You wanted to keep going," he stated, thrusting into me.

  I mused over his statement. "I don't know. Kind of. The feeling inside my chest scared me a little. I don't think you would've stopped me if I wanted to keep going."

  Kova reached between my sex and felt for the sensitive little ball of nerves. Separating my swollen lips, he caressed my clit.

  "No, not yet," I said through a sigh and softened.

  I was trapped under him with his hard cock still inside me. The sheer pleasure felt so good the way he rubbed my clit that my hips took on a slow roll. My teeth dug into my bottom lip.

  "Do not tell me to stop," he said. "I told you, all night." Kova glanced down and pulled my lips open to expose my clit. "You are correct, though. I would not have stopped you. If you needed to mark my entire body, I would have let you because I understand what you were feeling, you forget I also felt strongly too. Every day it was getting worse for me, but then you pressed the blade into me, and I knew it was something we both needed. I felt like I could breathe. We were both letting everything go and starting brand new."

  Kova was exactly right. I had felt like I was being born again. All my sins were washed away with his blood, and my knife was freeing his demons.

  "I am yours, however you want me," he said. Something wild entered his eyes as he watched himself pump little thrusts into me. "Always and forever."

  I could watch him do this all day, the way he looked at my pussy, how he reached forward and gripped my hips fiercely and drove in harder. His head rolled back in pleasure and Kova seemed lost to the sensations taking over. He was growing closer. I could see the thick vein in his neck trailing down and over his collarbone.

  "I love seeing you like this," I admitted. My voice was so husky, but I wanted to compliment him the way he did me. He needed it too. "So free and open to me when you're yourself. I could stare at your body for hours, feel your hands on me for days. I've never felt anything like this but with you."

  "Oh, Ria…" he ground out, "it is taking more restraint than I ever knew I had to not relentlessly fuck you again. I love watching you fall apart under me."

  Licking my lips, I said softly, "I'm yours. Take me however you want."

  Kova didn't hesitate. Gripping my hips, his fingers dug into me, nails scoring my skin as he drove his cock in and out with skill. Thrusting sinfully hard three more times, he was coming. He held me so resolutely and shoved his way in so fucking deep that I felt a little tearing again, but I didn't tell him to stop. His warm cum leaked from me down my ass. It made me feel good, sexy and wanted, to see him aroused from me.

  Chest blushing from ecstasy, he looked at me, and said, "I am sorry. I should not have finished inside of you, but I do not know what happens to me. With you, I do not think clearly. I am consumed with us. This obsession takes over and I lose control and make stupid decisions. Only with you, Ria. Only with you do you make me do and wish for things I should never." He panted like he was trying to catch his breath. "I will be better about that. No more after this. I will buy us condoms."

  "It's okay. I do too." I swallowed hard. "I like when you come inside of me," I said honestly.

  Tears instantly climbed the back of my eyes and I sniffled. I didn't want to cry, not after what we’d just shared but I couldn't stop it from happening either. Kova was worried about pregnancy. While I appreciated that, it also hurt because after what I’d discovered, having children one day seemed like another dream that I might not ever reach.

  "Ria? What is wrong? Am I hurting you?" Kova pulled out and wrapped me in his arms, nestling me to his chest. We laid face to face on our sides with the blanket around us. Intimate. Like we'd done it every night of our lives.

  "No, not at all."

  He frowned, and a tear slipped from the corner of my eye from the reality of my situation.

  I looked into his eyes and my jaw trembled. "It will be incredibly difficult to get pregnant with my illnesses. I think it's why I never did before. All those times we had sex, and when I took the Plan B, sometimes I took it late. Thank God I didn't get pregnant, but I should have." I paused and sadness cast in his eyes. "So you coming inside me doesn’t worry me at all. Of course I'll get Plan B tomorrow just to be safe, but I'm not concerned like I used to be."

  Twenty-Seven

  His brows bunched together. "I do not understand. What do you mean?"

  "I mean because I have both lupus and kidney disease. I'm stage four, Kova. Both mess with fertility, so it'll be a struggle to get pregnant. Everything I've read and learned so far tells me that, and it makes sense now, given our history." I glanced at his neck, my fingers moving over the plump vein and pressing on it softly. "I think I've been sick for a while, years, only I just didn't know it, so both illnesses went untreated and caused irreversible damage. That's what happens and what I've been reading about. Think about it. Why did I not get pregnant? Not that I wanted to—I would've had an abortion—but I should have. We never used condoms—"

  Kova cut me off.

  "You know what I think?" he asked soothingly. "I think things happen for a reason, the way they are meant to. Just because you did not get pregnant does not mean you never will. Maybe there is a bigger plan for you and that is why."

  "A bigger plan… Like, God? I'm not sure I believe in God. Especially not after everything that's happened."

  His frown deepened. "You would have had an abortion?" he said gently but seemed upset over it.

  "Yes," I said without hesitating. I frowned. At least I thought I would. Now I wasn't sure. "Why do you seem bothered by that? I thought you would be relieved."

  Kova rolled me onto my back and leaned over me. He kissed my tears away and brushed back the hair that was matted to my face.

  "Do you want me to be honest?"

  I nodded, and Kova sighed then exhaled.

  "Do I want you to get pregnant and have a kid? That is a firm fuck no. A child would ruin our lives right now. However, I would never tell you to get an abortion. Yet hearing you say that you would have for some reason does not sit well with me. I know it does not make sense. It is your life and your choice. Your body is your body and I would never tell you what to do with it." Pressing a quick kiss to my lips, Kova continued. "Listen to me. You took those pills at the correct time, Ria. I made sure of it. That is why you did not get pregnant, not because of your illnesses. Did it worry me in the past that there was a chance you could get pregnant? Yes. I have never been so reckless with anyone in my life. I have used protection, so it did panic me a bit, especially given our situation and ages. But I do believe you will have a child one day, Ria. It would be a crime if you did not pass along all the amazing qualities you have."

  My jaw trembled and before I could stop them, lone tears slid down my temples. I hoped one day that would happen.

  "One day at a time," he said, and I nodded.

  Cupping the side of my face, Kova leaned down and kissed me softly, taking it slow and spilling his passion into me. This was the last thing I’d expected to happen, and yet I wasn't mad at myself for caving after I’d sworn up and down I never would again. Had it been two months ago, it would've been a different story. But things changed. Maybe it was time I let go and accept what he said was the truth, that he had no choice in the marriage. I'd like to think Kova had more power in such a situation, but there were so many questions I wanted to ask before I jumped to any conclusions.

  Pushing into him, I rolled Kova onto his back and straddled his hips. I sat up and without asking, I looked into his eyes and reached between us for his length and positioned him at my entrance. I sank down until my clit rested on his mound. Kova seemed pleased as our bodies infused together, a rush of heat flowed through me as I felt him swell. I didn't understand all these feelings hitting me other than I felt good for once and I didn't want it to end. Tonight, I would just let go and feel.

  My teeth sank into my bottom lip and I moaned knowing it wouldn't be long. Hands skimming my thighs to my hips, Kova
helped guide me. My hips rotated back, forcing my clit to drag back and forth over his pubic hair. Little sounds escaped me and I fell forward, bracing myself on his stomach to hold myself up. It already felt too good and I hadn't even shifted to slide up and down, I was just taking his length and indulging myself on him. I attempted to wait for Kova, but it was a struggle while I fell deeper into the decadence. Something that felt this intense was easily addicting.

  "Am I hurting you?" I asked.

  Kova let out a sexy chuckle. "Impossible," he said, then helped me reach the point of no return. He hardly pulled out, just little thrusts, as I rocked harder on him. "Let go on me," he said.

  I shook my head, eyes closed as I tried to fight the orgasm off. "I want you to come with me."

  "Do not worry about me. I am far from done with you."

  Opening my eyes, I glanced down and took Kova's body in. The firm planks of abs, his pillowed pecs and dark nipples, and the A I’d carved into him was enough to make me see fireworks. I stared at the letter and released myself on him, teeth biting into my lip as I squeezed his shaft and came so hard it took my breath away.

  My body weak, Kova sat up and cupped the back of my neck. I breathed into him, finally feeling like I'd been sated. Like a huge boulder had been lifted from my shoulders and I could find a moment of absolution.

  He pressed his lips to my forehead, and said, "You know I can feel your pussy contracting around my cock?"

  I blushed. "Really?"

  He nodded, and I said, "That's kind of embarrassing."

  "Why? I love knowing I can make you feel so good. It makes me even hotter for you. I have also noticed that you need to come at least twice each time."

  "I do?" I hadn't realized.

  Kova nodded.

  Before I could say anything, he had me up and turned around so I was on my knees with my back to his chest. His arm was wrapped around my waist to hold me up, keeping us both on our knees as he reached between us and grabbed his shaft to position it at my entrance.

  "Ease down," he said, kissing my neck as I took him again.

  I tensed at the sensitivity, not sure I was built for more sex right now. I was already so tender as it was, but his kisses were luscious enough to make me soften to him. My head rolled to the side and a light moan vibrated in my chest as Kova thrust into me from behind like this was his talent. I quivered at the heightened ecstasy from this angle. God, he was good at this. Thighs pressed to the back of mine, we rode the same ride of rapture together in perfect harmony. The pleasure was already too much with the way his hands roamed my naked body like he couldn't stop touching me.

  "Ohh," I sighed, bearing down on him.

  He turned my face to his and stared at my mouth. "These lips"—he licked the top and tugged it into his mouth—"are mine."

  I drew in a little gasp. Wetness seeped down my inner thigh at his seductive tone.

  "This pussy," he said, pulling all the way out, "is mine," then he reared back in. Kova was so deep at this angle.

  His hand found my throat and a little spark of anticipation swelled through me. Something cold touched my skin but it was quickly replaced with the hunger of Kova's words.

  "Did he kiss you the way I do? Did he make you crazy and eager enough to make you come from just a kiss the way I can?" He kissed me the way he was making love to me.

  Kova's tongue was everywhere in my mouth, stroking and tugging, working me up until I was pushing my hips back into his, meeting him thrust for thrust, whimpering into him to take me harder.

  "Did he?" Kova asked again, and pushed all the way in until he was seated as deep as he could go.

  I shuddered around him, feeling stretched to the max and almost afraid to move. His hand tightened around my neck and a shot of fire burst through me. I wasn't going to last much longer. His width was painful, but then again with Kova, pain and pleasure went hand in hand, and I welcomed it with open arms.

  Lips puffy, I broke the kiss and shook my head. "I've only ever felt like this with you."

  "Did he fuck you the way I do? Did you beg for more? Did you come for him the way you do for me? Did you fall apart in his arms the way you do mine?"

  I didn't have to say it for him to know the truth. He knew I only burned for him.

  "No," I said breathlessly. Looking into his eyes, I told him the truth. "I couldn't come every time. And when I finally did, I had to think about you. It was the only way I could finish, imagining you were fucking me. You have ruined me for all other men."

  Kova's eyes flashed wildly. His hips pumped eagerly into me faster, crueler, demanding, like he was climbing into me. Air lodged in my throat, but I didn't panic. Not when I'd experienced this in the past with him and knew what was coming. It excited me.

  Kova dropped his head to my neck. His hands were in my hair. Hot thick breaths tickled my damp, heated flesh. He grunted, the delicious vibration in his chest caused chills on my back with each thrust. I felt every inch of his thick cock down to the vein I loved to touch.

  This wasn't just sex. This was making love. A deep, heart-tugging, animalistic form of lovemaking that no one would understand but us. I realized I didn't want anyone to understand us. Only we mattered.

  Kova held me firmly in place and I found it insanely erotic. I knew he loved the fight, so I purposely struggled against him. The strength in him, the way his hips moved against mine, I wanted to grab him and hold him close and show him how much he meant to me too.

  "That is where you are wrong. There will never be another man, Adrianna. Never," Kova stated, then sank his teeth into the curve of my neck.

  Ecstasy shot through me, and I let out a long moan. Bliss exploded throughout my wanton body and ignited my veins with a pleasure only he knew how to give me. My pussy throbbed and my clit ached for his tongue. I wasn’t going to last much longer. My eyes rolled shut and I moaned long and loud while he licked my heated flesh. Back arching wildly, I ached for him to bring me release already. I was close to yelling out the L word, but I refrained.

  "You know why that is?" he asked, his voice heavy with desire. He turned my head again to look at him. Before I could answer, he did. "Because you are mine and will always be mine." Kova surged in deeper and I whimpered because it was the truth. I was forever his. "Just like I will always be yours," he added, then kissed me without remorse or guilt, like he worshiped the ground I walked on.

  His hips rolled into me like a wave crashing, hitting so deep I gasped each time. My orgasm was climbing, and his cock twitched. We were reaching the pinnacle of ecstasy.

  I’d never understood what lovemaking was until now.

  As his hand tightened around my neck, I blindly found his other one and brought it to my clit. I helped him stroke myself and sighed breathlessly from the lust. Kova's body hardened and I took satisfaction in that. Reaching a little farther, I wrapped my thumb and forefinger around his girth at the base and helped guide his cock back and forth into me. Our pleasure covered my hand and I squeezed harder from the slippery mess we'd created. Kova bit down on my neck and chills scored my skin. He liked it, I loved it.

  "Are you mine? Really mine?" I asked out of nowhere. If I was his, it was only fair he was mine.

  "I have been yours since the day you walked into World Cup, malysh. The moment I saw you, I knew that was it and that I would have you one day."

  He didn't need to say more. I knew why things had gone the route they had. Only this time, I actually believed him.

  Twenty-Eight

  My thighs shook. I reached behind me and fisted his hair, pulling on the strands as I brought his free hand to rest on my mound.

  "Feel that?" I pushed his hand down as he thrust his cock inside me. He growled against my jaw. He felt what I felt and it was hot as hell. "That's your cock fucking me. In and out, you can feel yourself taking me and how deep you are.

  He shook his head. "This is not me fucking you, this is me making love to you, because, Ya lyublyu tebya, malysh. Ya lyublyu tebya."
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br />   My lips parted and my breathing labored at his candor, but I couldn’t say it back, even though my heart ached to.

  I knew better.

  "Come with me, malysh," he said, and I nodded. I was beyond ready. "Let me show you just how good it can be." Then he kissed me roughly, biting my lips, and I gave it right back, meeting his needs.

  I placed my palm over our joined bodies to feel us orgasm together. I wanted to feel his cum leak from me, to know he felt just as good as I did. My lips, swollen and plump, were spread wide. There was something sexy about our bodies and how they moved and stretched to fit our carnal needs. Kova's fingers sped up on my tender clit, and the hold he had around my neck tightened to an asphyxiating level but I didn't fight it. I couldn’t. Not when I was drowning in the pleasure he gave me.

  Hips thrusting harder and faster, my nails scored his cock as our bodies trembled on the edge of desire. We were both there, and we both let go.

  Kova released inside me, his cock pulsating as his warm semen filled me, seeping out the sides. He coated my fingers and my pussy softened around him to soak up what he gave me. His body shook behind me and a gratified smile tipped the corners of my mouth as I bit down on his lip. I loved knowing he felt what I did. I quickly followed, coming on him. Reaching farther, I grabbed his sack and squeezed. The hand on my throat tightened to the point I couldn't breathe, but the pleasure was so intense that I didn't care. I wanted more, and more, and more, and to never come down from this high.

  Little silver stars danced in my vision as the orgasm wracked through my body. My heart beat so hard and fast and an exhausted blissful sigh rolled off my lips. An out-of-body sensation prickled down my arms that ended with my toes curling in need. Kova was right. I didn't come apart in Hayden's arms the way I did his.