by Khloe Wren
"Again, krasivaya. Come for me again."
She groaned, but he didn't give her time to form words before he fastened his lips over her clit and tormented the little nub with his tongue and teeth. Not only did he want to drink down more of her sweet honey, but he needed her relaxed enough to take his size. He knew he was a large man, and he wanted her so badly he was going to struggle to be able to slow down to ease into her tight little body.
Chapter Four
Never had Juli had a lover with such exceptional oral skills. If she died right now, she'd go happy. As she floated down from her second massive climax, she lay limp on the bed, watching him. While he'd stripped her down to her skin, he was still completely dressed. Somehow that made the experience even hotter. The fact he wanted her so much, made her heart skip a beat.
Through hooded eyes, she didn’t look away as he slipped from the bed and began stripping. She may have started drooling when he casually reached over his head, gripped the back of his wife-beater and pulled it over his head. That had to be the most masculine way possible of taking off a shirt. His chest was smoothly muscled, not bulky but clearly strong. The tattoos that ran up his arms weren't the only ones he had. He had large wings inked over his chest with curly writing above them. She couldn't focus well enough to read it just at the moment … and when he unbuttoned his pants, she forgot all about trying to.
The black material of his suit pants hadn't given her much of an idea as to what was underneath, although what she'd felt against her earlier had felt big. He slipped his thumbs inside his pants, and, hooking his boxers as well as his pants, he shoved both down his legs.
"Oh fuck."
The curse slipped out before she could think to stop it. He chuckled darkly, and she started to rub her legs together as another wave of arousal, along with a little fear, ran through her bloodstream. He was very well endowed. Like, bigger than any man she'd ever taken inside her before. With another of his insanely sexy growls, he prowled across the bed until he once again covered her body. The heat radiating from his body had her trembling and arching up toward him. He lowered his body down until he touched her from chest to ankle. His chest and torso were smooth as silk, while the rough hair on his legs teased her own.
"Liked what you saw, krasivaya?"
She thrashed her head, nearly mindless beneath him. He had her so turned on she could barely think.
"Need you so bad. Please, stop teasing!"
He gave her an evil looking smirk. "Oh, but teasing is all part of the fun."
He reached over her and opened the drawer on the bedside table. This left his nipple right in front of her mouth, so she nuzzled, then licked at it. The way he sucked in a breath gave her courage to keep going, and she gently bit the tight little bud, giving it a small tug before she released it.
In a fast, smooth movement, he slid down her body until his face was level with hers. He took her mouth with a passion that bordered on desperation. He groaned and rubbed his thick erection against her mound, coating his dick with her arousal as he slid his length against her folds. She arched her hips, trying to get him to thrust inside her. Her body was on fire for this man.
He pulled back with another growl, and she whimpered at the loss. The crinkle of foil had her smiling. Condom. She hadn't even thought of it. She was on the pill so no risk there, and while she knew she was clean, she had no idea if he was. Hell, she didn't even know his name! That thought has her frowning. She probably should have asked that already. The sight of him running his big hand over his even bigger cock had her tongue briefly sticking to the roof of her mouth, halting the question for a moment longer.
"What's your name?"
He paused in his movements to raise an eyebrow at her.
"Daniil." He smirked at her. "I look forward to hearing you screaming it shortly."
He ran his fingers through her soaked folds before he lined up the head of his dick with her entrance.
"You ready for me, Julietta?"
How did he know her name? Then he rubbed his dick head through her folds again and she didn’t give a damn how he’d found out her name.
"Fuck yes, stop teasing me already!"
The gleam in his eye made her pause. Maybe she shouldn’t have pushed him to hurry up. He slammed that huge dick of his inside her on one stroke, and she screamed as her back arched and her body spasmed while it adjusted to the invasion. Daniil’s body trembled above her as he held still within her, but he didn’t thrust again until after she managed to take a full lung full of air and began to relax around him.
"So tight. So good."
He growled the words as he began to pull back before sliding back in. With each stroke, he touched nerves Juli hadn't known she had. He filled her completely, and with each thrust he bumped against her cervix, the small bite of pain sending her arousal spiraling higher.
She ran her palms up his arms and into his hair, gripping fists full, she pulled his face down to hers. She needed more of his kisses. He flashed her a grin before giving in to her silent demand. He slowed his thrusts as he kissed her deeply, melting her beneath him. Then he tore his lips from hers and rose to kneel between her thighs.
Before she could catch her breath, he held her against him with a firm grip on her hips and began fucking her hard and fast. He moved his thumb to tweak her clit with each stroke, and she didn't stand a chance. She blew apart, screaming his name loud enough she was sure the entire suburb knew what they were doing. Not that she cared.
Daniil growled again before he held still, and she felt him jerk within her before he fell forward. He gave her his full weight for the first time, and she loved how it made her feel grounded. Wrapping her arms around him she held him, keeping him close. He moved his head to press a kiss to her throat before he pulled back, her arms unable to prevent him from lifting away from her.
"Let me clean up. I’ll be right back."
Reluctantly she lowered her arms, freeing him fully. She arched with a moan as his softening dick slid free from her pussy. She was going to be feeling him for a while. His hot, wet mouth covered her nipple for a moment, tormenting her until she was squirming beneath him again.
With a chuckle, he rolled from the bed and walked away. Her gaze caught on his ass and stayed there until he ducked into another room. Damn, he was a well put together man, that’s for sure. Her body was sore, but his teasing her breast had her wanting more. Dammit. She'd never been this insatiable before in her life! Normally one orgasm and she was ready for a sleep. He'd given her how many now? Three, four?
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With a shake of his head, he tossed the condom in the bin before he moved to the sink to wet a cloth. He wiped himself over quickly before rinsing out the cloth with warm water to take to Julietta. She was a little firecracker, that was for sure. Thinking of how her body came back to life as he'd teased her breast had his cock growing hard again. Would she be ready for another round so soon? She’d been tight around him and he knew she’d no doubt be sore tomorrow, but he hoped tonight she’d been willing to let him have her a few more times. He’d make sure any discomfort she felt in the morning would be well worth it.
He strode back into the bedroom but stopped short at what he saw on the bed. A breath hissed in through his teeth as he took in his Julietta. Like some kind of wet dream, she was spread across his bed. One hand between her thighs, two of her slender fingers deep within her pussy while her other hand tugged at the nipple he'd not had his mouth on a few minutes ago.
He wanted to film her like this, so he could watch it over and over again. Before he could think better of it, he silently grabbed his phone from the table near him. She hadn't noticed that he’d returned to the room yet, so with the press of a few buttons he took a couple photos and a short video, all while he tugged his cock in time to her fingers thrusting in and out of her slick pussy.
With her eyes still closed, she arched her back and groaned as she came. A tiny climax compared to the ones she'd had earlier with hi
m, but it was still sexy as hell to watch her experience it. He turned off the video, happy with what he'd captured of her, and slid the phone back onto the table. He'd make sure she never knew he had it, and no one would ever see it, other than him of course. He was going to be watching it often, he was sure.
He moved on silent feet until he stood beside the bed.
"You need more, krasivaya?"
Her cheeks pinkened as, with a gasp, she jerked her hands away from her body. Daniil set the cloth on the bedside table, and reached for another condom to suit up. He had a reputation for his stamina, and by morning she’d know how true it was. Gripping her ankles, he pulled her to the edge of the mattress before moving his grip higher, to roll her over. Then he guided her up until she was on her hands and knees with her delectable ass in the air. Taking his cock in hand, he teased her slick entrance with the head for a moment before he thrust deep into her tight, wet heat. When he bottomed out, her channel rippled around him. He dug his fingers into her hips as she stole his breath for a few moments.
"You truly are glorious."
He leaned forward and, running a palm up her front, lifted her so her back was against his chest as he straightened to stand behind her. He bit her shoulder, sucking on her skin to leave his mark there as he began to thrust his hips. She whispered his name, whimpered, then threw her head back against his shoulder as he lifted his mouth from her and continued to fuck her. Moving his palm over, he began to tease her clit as he maintained his strong thrusts into her. He knew she'd be beyond sensitive by this point, but the way she tightened around him when she came was too much for him to resist doing all he had to, to feel it again.
"Play with your breasts. Tug on those pretty nipples for me."
He nipped her ear after whispering his commands, and with a shudder she slowly raised her hands from where she’d been gripping his legs to do as he'd asked. The sight of her tugging and twisting her tight little peaks as he worked her clit and thrust his cock in deep, pushed him close to the edge. She moved her hips with him, letting him know she was fully in the moment with him, enjoying their fucking as much as he was. He couldn't believe his good fortune that he had appeared to have found his sexual match. Not many women could keep up with his sexual appetite, but his Julietta seemed to thrive on it. Time would tell if she was truly up for the challenge of being his lover, or if this was just because she'd had a near death experience and was looking for something to shock her back into reality.
He was certain by morning, he'd know for sure which it was. Because neither he nor Julietta would be getting much sleep tonight that's for sure. She tightened around him again, ending all his other thoughts. She cried out his name as she came and bathed his cock in a fresh wave of her heat. He rapidly pounded into her several more times before allowing himself to fill her once more.
Wrapping his arms around her, he held her against him, not wanting to leave her body. She leaned her full weight back against him, and he stroked the sweaty skin of her flat stomach and rounded breasts with his palms.
"You're insatiable."
He kissed the side of her throat, grinning at her words. "Only when I have a beautiful woman in my bed."
After another minute of stroking her, and of her clenching down on his rapidly hardening cock, he pulled free of her and threw her over his shoulder. She shrieked as she landed, and he slapped her ass as he laughed.
"Shower time, krasivaya. Then I’ll dirty you up again."
He couldn't wait to have her all slick and wet against him. He hoped she liked shower sex. And he needed to find out if she was on birth control. At the rate they were going, he was going to run out of condoms real fast, and way before he’d had his fill of her.
Chapter Five
With her heart pounding in her chest, Juli woke with a start. Memories of last night flashed through her mind. The two men attacking her, then the Russian dude from the market appearing out of nowhere, and … sex. He'd rescued her, and then, oh fuck. She and her Russian, Daniil, had sex. Lots and lots of spectacular sex. After scrubbing her hands over her face, she blinked her eyes clear. She was still in his bed, but now it was morning. Rays of light came from around the closed blinds to light the room. The elegant gray and white sheets over her were nothing like the bright colors she had on her own bed. Holy shit, she'd been right about the room being big. Actually, big was an understatement. She sat up to take in the huge space. Pale sandstone walls and pristine honey colored polished timber floors, along with the spare decorations around the room, made it look like some kind of display home for the rich and famous.
Taking a deep breath, she shored up her courage and turned to look at the other half of the bed. Her breath caught at the sight Daniil made, lying there with the sheet down around his waist. He'd looked hot in the black shirt and pants he'd worn at the market, but with no clothes on he was devastating. Her lips quirked when she noticed that even in sleep his face looked strong and harsh, as though, even while sleeping he couldn't fully relax.
As he was lying on his back, she could see all the tattoos she'd caught glimpses of last night. Her gaze trailed over his pecs and the large wings with the words inked above, but in the low light she still couldn't quite make out what it said. Was it even in English? She squinted. Nope, definitely not English. She guessed it was Russian and gave up trying to work out what it meant. She’d have to ask him later.
With a frown, she closed her eyes. What was she doing? She didn't want a man! Any man. She was going to rock being Miss Independent for the rest of her days. No matter how good looking, or how fantastic at sex the man was.
At the thought of having sex with him, her pussy came awake. Dammit, she shouldn't want sex for a month after last night! Yet her body knew who was lying before her and wanted more of what they'd done overnight. How many times had he taken her? She'd stopped trying to keep count after their hot and steamy shower. Speaking of the bathroom, her full bladder was demanding attention.
She slipped from the bed and padded over the smooth floorboards toward the bathroom. She'd barely seen it last night, Daniil had kept her very busy and completely focused on him. She flipped a switch, and with a gasp, she clung to the door frame. Bathroom didn't seem like the right word to describe this room. It was bigger than her bedroom at the share house, and by the looks of it, made entirely from marble. With another deep breath, she forced her feet to cross the floor toward the toilet. Once she did her thing, she washed her hands and looked at herself in the mirror. She'd put her hair in two braids yesterday morning as she normally did, but they were now all but destroyed. Between getting them wet in the shower, then all the action on the bed, she wasn’t surprised. She tugged the hair ties out and began to finger comb out the tangles the best she could. She fortunately rarely wore makeup, so her face was as fresh and clean as always. But her body was a different story. A large love-bite sat on her shoulder, and several other smaller bites were scattered over her chest and torso. Bugger, looked like she'd be wearing a shirt over her bikini for the next few days.
A knock on the door had her jumping with a squeal.
"Solnyshka moto. Sorry, Julietta, I didn't mean to frighten you. Are you all right?"
She spun to see him leaning against the door frame, looking way too sexy for his own good. He'd not bothered with clothes, and his dick was thick and hard, pointing at her like it was trying to show Daniil where he needed to go. Her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth as her gaze followed a ripple of movement over his chest and abs.
"Um, what happened last night?"
She needed to focus, dammit. She forced her gaze up to his face. His blue eyes were hard as he frowned at her. "You don’t remember what we did?"
Like she'd ever forget the way that man could move between the sheets.
"I remember that. In fact, I can remember everything except for the part where you 'dealt with' my attackers. I need to report them to the police, and they need to pay for they tried to do."
He nodded slowly a
s he ran a hand through his short blond hair. Her fingers twitched at the memory of running through it last night. Her gaze dropped when the flex of his muscles again caught her attention.
"I took care of them. That's all you need to know. The police don’t need to be told anything. I promise, they won’t ever bother you again."
She frowned up at him. He sounded pretty damn sure of himself, which had her even more curious about how he’d handled them. "What did you do?"
He shook his head. "Krasivaya, it's nothing you need to worry about."
He kept calling her that, and she hated not knowing what it meant. "Krasivaya?"
"Beautiful, it’s a Russian endearment."
She nodded as her ovaries threatened to explode. He thought she was beautiful. Of course, he was also most likely a criminal who'd done something horrible to those men last night. She licked her lips when the silence dragged on.
"Don't suppose you could give me a lift home?"
He frowned, and his expression turned dark. Juli's palms began to sweat as fear tickled up her spine. Had he made the most of her situation last night to kidnap her? To keep her locked up here as some sort of sex slave? She backed away from him, but had nowhere to go. When her butt hit the cold marble wall, she was reminded that she was as naked as he was. Her gaze darted around the room, but there was no other door, aside from the one he was blocking.
"Please don't hurt me. I just want—"
A low growl cut off her words and left her cringing and whimpering.
"I will never harm you, Julietta. You have no need to fear me."
Yeah, that is easier said than done.
He prowled into the room toward her and suddenly, all those sexy muscles took on new meaning. He could hurt her, easily, if he wanted to.
"Then why can't I go home?"
"Because I still have plans for you."