The Life She Wished For (Birds of Paradise Book 2)

by ChaShiree M.

  I lick her from asshole to clit and watch her syrup flow out onto my face. Damn it!!! This pussy is going to own my ass. Who the fuck am I kidding, it already does. No way in hell I’m going to let her know it. She would run circles around my ass and have me eating out the palm of her hand. Probably literally too.

  Slurp.

  “Mikhail… please.”

  Slurp

  “That feels amazing. Oh god. I don’t know what to do.”

  Slurp

  I love that she is so fucking wet. The sounds she makes as I drink from her, drives me completely insane. I am so fucking hard right now. Ready to go off by humping the bed. I have to stop immediately, or I will come all over this floor. There is only one place all this fucking frosting needs to go. In that tight little cunt.

  Slurp

  I stick a finger inside her causing my eyes to immediately roll to the back of my head. She is soaking wet and hot. But shit… She is tighter than a bolt on a screw. I need to pray for stamina when I finally make my way in, she is going to squeeze me like a goddamn fire hose.

  “Mikhail, it’s too much…I can’t… I can’t. “

  “Yes, you can baby. I need to stretch you before I get in there. Let the feeling take over and ride it. Can you do that? Can you be a big girl for me and take it? I need to finally make you mine in every way.”

  Looking at her flushed and filled with lust, but also with trepidation and trust is enough to make me stop. No matter what I do, this is going to hurt my baby and that is going to break my heart. I mean, shit! This is going to be like trying to squeeze an anaconda into a garden snake hole.

  As I add a second finger, I suck her little swollen clit into my mouth and get the surprise of my life.

  My little Myshka starts bucking and fucking herself on my face and fingers, trying to reach her orgasm. It is the hottest fucking thing I have ever seen.

  “Oh god Mikhail don’t stop, don’t stop. Please keep going. I feel it. I don’t …I can’t “

  She grabs my head and pushes her pussy on my face. Watching her reach for her orgasm has my cock leaking all over the place. Though I want to be pissed, because I hate wasting it, I cannot bring myself to interrupt her own exploration.

  “Mikhail…it feels…ahhhhhhhhh.”

  The scream she lets out is my cue. I line my dick up with her cunt and without stopping, I slam my nine-inch dick straight home.

  “Mikhail…owwww…take it out. It hurts. I can’t…”

  “Shhh…it’s ok baby. You can. The hard part is over. Just try to relax. I won’t move until it feels better.”

  Shit. Fuck. Not moving is going to kill me, but I refuse to hurt her any more than I already have. Trying to calm myself down, I look at the treasure I have in my arms. She is engrossed in her own pleasure giving me a chance to completely look at her without her innate shyness kicking in.

  Her pink flushed cheeks are due to her arousal and the glistening of her lips have me wondering, how the hell did I almost miss her? If I had walked out of that bar two minutes sooner, someone else would have her and my life would never have begun.

  The very idea that someone else would have a chance to feel this tight, wet, hot pussy or suck these plump juicy breasts, makes me want to beat the fuckers head in. Lowering my head, I take the rosy peaks staring straight at me into my mouth. I need her to get back in the mood so i can move because i am about to lose it if i can’t soon. It is sexy as hell, watching the flush reach from her face down her chest. This beautiful nymph belongs to me. Knowing it’s mine and only mine, has me sticking my tongue out to leisurely circle around each of her buds.

  Shit. She is sweet everywhere. Her fucking nipples taste like pure sugar. I can’t move in her until she shows me its ok. I can encourage her to want me to move. I need the friction because I am barely holding on, causing me to continue to lave at her tits waiting to hear her gasp when I pull it into my mouth.

  As I let it go with a ‘pop’ and begin my journey to the other one, her pussy squeezes me and I know it is time to finish this.

  “Are you ok baby? You want me to move?”

  “Yes. I feel so full Mikhail. It’s like I can feel you all the way thru my body. Is it always like this?”

  She has no goddamn idea how her innocent words soothe and turn me into a savage beast. She will never need to worry about how it is with other people. I am the only person she will know passion, erotic pleasure and life altering, soul shattering every thingness with.

  “No Phoenix. It is never like this. WE will never have this with anyone else. “Lucky for us” I tell her as I begin moving “we never have to worry about it”.

  “Oh GOD!! Mikhail it’s so full. It’s so deep.”

  “Yes Myshka. But I still have three inches to go before I am completely inside of you. Then let’s see if you can tell me how full you feel.”

  “Do it Mikhail. I want it all. I have never felt so connected to another person. I want to feel it all. Make me feel it all.”

  Where the fuck did this girl come from? It’s literally like she was made just for me. I take a second to look at the angel I am gifted with.

  All I want to do is make her happy and spend the rest of my days with her. I rub my nose against her without allowing my eyes to leave hers as I slowly descend upon her mouth. Small soft kisses first, which I hope to convey how precious she is to me.

  Slowly I move the rest of the way into her until she lets out the gasp I have been waiting to hear, I slip my tongue into her mouth and make love to her the way I fantasized I would make love to her body.

  Her mouth is like a thoroughfare strait to my cock and I can’t hold back anymore. I am like a beast there is no stopping. I slam myself into her not because I want to, but simply because I can’t help it.

  She owns me. Body, heart, and soul. Shit.

  Revelation.

  I knew she was it for me. But admitting it to myself now is almost more than I can take. I love her. I need her. She is my air, my heartbeat, my conscious, my vision…my everything.

  Not my intention or in my control, but I find myself stopping mid-stroke to stare at her. She is completely engrossed in her pleasure and doesn’t notice I have stopped, until she fails to get me to move. She opens her eyes as much as she can, considering how hazy and filled with lust they are.

  “Mikhail. What’s wrong? Why’d you stop? Am I not doing it right…I’m sorry…I…”

  “No baby. You are perfect. You are exquisite, sexy, sweet, and everything I could have ever hoped for. Only I didn’t know I was looking for you.”

  “So why did you stop?”

  “I just couldn’t help it. I needed to look at all I am holding in arms and take it all in. Have you ever had everything you could ever wish for within your grasp and you had to stop and admire it for the fear that you may wake up and it would be taken from you?”

  She looks at me with such adoration in that moment, but there is also a glint of something in her eye. This Angel slides her hands over my cheeks, looks me in the eye and kisses each eye and each cheek while whispering to me…

  “YES!”

  I will not cry. I will not cry. I repeat this to myself over and over, because this little thing is going to bring me to my knees with tears and all. The look in her eye and that one word she whispered is enough to have me doing something I had no intention of doing right now.

  “I love you, Phoenix. I love you.”

  Gasp

  “You love me? But, we haven’t known each other that long a-and I’m…me and y-you’re…w-well, you.”

  She says this too me with tears in her eyes and a startled look of disbelief.

  The look of incredulity on her face has me momentarily confused. Why should she be the one shocked in this equation? I am the one unworthy of her. I am the one worth nothing. While she is-everything. I don’t understand how she feels like she is undeserving.

  Unable to hold back from moving any farther I answer her with all the sincerity and devotio
n I can muster.

  “Yes. Love Myshka. I have since the moment I saw you. Even during my absence, I would picture our life together and all we would have. But never in my wildest dreams did I imagine a cunt as beautiful, sweet, and as tight yours. God, Phoenix. You have bewitched me. Fuck. I can’t hold back anymore baby. You’re going to be sore after this, but I promise to take care of you. Ok? You trust me?”

  “Yes. Yes, Mikhail. Please. I can’t hold on anymore either.”

  I lay her legs over my shoulders bending her almost double and I pound into her trying to go as far as I can. Fuck. This pussy could conquer worlds. Pin allies against each other and start nuclear wars. I go searching for that hidden place and the minute the silent scream leaves her mouth, I know I have it. Her cervix. Where my seed will grow, and she will give me sons and daughters.

  “MIKHAIL!!!! I’m coming!!!! I’m…ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.”

  “FUUUUUUUUCK!!!”

  Wave after wave of my life hits her in her womb as I batter through it. I know she is spent and hell I am too, but I can’t for the life of me bring myself to stop pumping.

  When the fever has finally passed, I look up and my baby has passed out.

  Shit.

  I lay a soft kiss on her forehead, pull my semi-hard dick out of the best pussy I have ever had. As I pull all the way out, I see the remnants of us together on my dick. The evidence of her cherry and all I want to do is plunge back in. However, I would not hurt her for anything in the world. I go into the bathroom, rinse out a warm washcloth, clean her up a bit, put some of the cream inside her because she looks pretty beat-up and I tuck her into the covers on the other side of the bed.

  As I sit there on the side of the bed looking at her, I vow to myself and to her, that I will get to the bottom of what is going on with her and her sister. Clean up the last of my shit so that nothing can dim her light ever again.

  It brings me to my next order of business. Getting the twins in here and figuring out WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED!

  The Twins

  “VULTAN.” Where the fuck is he? “VULTS.” Fuck. My brother better get his ass in here now, cause I got a bad feeling about this.

  “What shithead? This better be good. You know I am knee deep in this shit with JoJo.”

  “I don’t know why you just don’t take her-dumb ass. We both know you’re going to anyway, so why not do it now?”

  “Because doing it now would fuck up the other shit we got going on. You have no idea how hard it is to keep her there day in a and day out. Knowing the type of shit that goes on there until this other shit is settled. At least until our primary target is secure, taking her would bring unwanted heat. Besides, she knows how to reach me if she needs me. So, what the fuck is so important?”

  “Unless we missed a check-in with Mikhail, shit has hit the fan Vults. Any ideas?”

  “Fuck if I know. I been talking to Maverick and he says it’s been quiet. Maybe it’s something that came up within the last few hours. I mean, SHIT! I don’t need this right now. Well let’s go. No sense in prolonging it. You know how he gets.”

  I get up from my desk and look at my brother relaying, my thoughts but not having to say them out loud. See Vultan and I are twins. Not identical, but twins nonetheless. We have done everything together since the moment we were born. Joined the military together, joined special forces together, got out of both together, and decided to become spooks together. We own several legitimate businesses, all under a shell corporation that cannot be traced back to us. The job we are the most passionate about, is the job that requires us to not exist.

  We have had to adopt multiple identities over the years to do what we do. In this current situation although, we are using our real names. Everything else about what we are doing is not. It is in times like these that I hope our cover has not been blown.

  Walking into the door of Mikhail’s house my brother and I are both tense. I feel his urgency to reach for his gun, just in case. I on the other hand am a little more hesitant to believe we are in danger. We have known him since we were all young boys together in Russia. When he came and built his empire, we have known him a different way. I have known him to be fair, honest, and just. Whatever has him bent, he will hear us out before he deems us guilty. Of this I am sure. Taking a deep breath, I look to my left, see the nod I need in confirmation, and I knock.

  “Voyti.”

  We walk in not sure what we are going to face, but as usual we are going to face it together.

  “Mik, what is going on? You never call us in like this.”

  “I don’t know. You tell me. I seem to be out of the loop on a lot of things. Why don’t you fill me in.”?

  Shit. I have no idea what he is talking about, but this could get FUBAR really quick if we don’t figure out what the hell happened.

  “Mikhail, we have kept nothing from you. You know you can trust us. Let’s skip this game of show and tell and get straight to it.”

  This is going south quickly. Vults is out of patience already and if he keeps mouthing off like this, well fuck.

  “You know what Vultan, you’re right. Let’s skip straight to the tell part shall we. So where to begin… how the FUCK did I not know that Phoenix was almost accosted a few months ago in the school parking lot. Or let’s talk about how I didn’t know that her sister was kidnapped a couple of days ago.”

  “Let’s start there. What the ever-loving FUCK is going on. I trusted you two above all else and now I’m wondering if that was misplaced. Phoenix is under the assumption that when she signaled for my help, I ignored her. Do you know how much that almost cost me? I have it in mind to pull my Glock from under this desk and put one in the middle of both or your skulls. Somebody tell me something right now before I lose my shit.

  Damn It!!!”

  What the Fuck. I have never seen Mikhail lose his temper. To watch him shove everything off his desk, has me at a loss. This girl really has him gone. But the real issue is how did my brother and I not know any of this info either.

  Vults looks at me and I know we both look matched with the bunched-up eyebrows because we had this under control. We are always on her and keep constant surveillance. The few times we couldn’t be on her we had…

  “OH SHIT! MAVERICK.”

  “Maverick? What the hell does…”

  “AHHHHHHHHHHHH…NO STOP…PLEASE”

  Hearing the screaming, all three of us go on alert immediately. Vults and I reach for guns, but Mikhail yells as he is running out of the room “It’s a nightmare guys. Phoenix is upstairs. Wait for me here.”

  We are both relieved that it is nothing, but equally disturbed that something has her spooked. This is getting more and more complicated.

  Waiting on Mikhail to come back downstairs so we can finish this, was like a tedious test in my self-control. I was known for self-control. However, when he did surface downstairs an hour later; looking pale and spooked like he had seen a ghost, I knew our previous discussion had been tabled and we were on a new mission.

  “Mikhail. Sir, is everything ok.”

  “S-she…c-called him…

  Ahem…Ahem… Ahem…

  I need you to look up everything you can on a Man named Olaf. That is all the information I have, other than he will be affiliated with her past.” He is clearly shaken, but he rights himself swiftly. I understand it though. A man in his position, can show no weakness. Even to his most trusted men.

  I can see the tension in Vults from the corner of my eye. If the name Olaf came up in his conversation with Phoenix, then things are coming to a head faster than we were prepared for and we too will have some things to answer for when all is said and done.

  “Is there anything else, Sir?”

  “No. I haven’t forgotten about that other conversation, but this takes precedence. Don’t make me doubt you again. I have always trusted you two. Show me I didn’t make a mistake. We both know the consequences if I find out otherwise.”

  “That’s it. You can go.”<
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  As soon as we get outside I let my top blow.

  “Fuck!!! Vults. Were we ready to move on the Olaf thing? What the fuck does he have to do with Phoenix, other than living in that compound that would be giving her nightmares? Did you see how pale he was? Do you think he knows who Olaf is? Vults, you might need to get her sooner rather than later. Shit!! It’s about to hit the fan bro.”

  “I know.”

  “And fucking Maverick!!!! How the hell did we miscalculate this so much? I want to rip his fucking nuts off dude.”

  “Me too. But if he is who we think he is, we need the bread crumbs he is leaving.”

  He has a point. Looks like war is coming faster than we thought.

  Fuck!!! No sooner than I start getting to the bottom of the twin’s defection, I hear my beauty upstairs begging for her life or some shit. Although I ran out of the room like a bat out of hell, I wasn’t worried about someone sneaking into the house. I have motion sensors in every room and the alarm is always in my pocket. Therefore, I knew no one was hurting her. A nightmare that causes her to scream out like that is still something that greatly concerns me…

  “You two wait for me.”

  I take the stairs two at a time. By the time I make it into the bedroom she is shaking like a leaf, curled up in a fetal position, rocking back and forth saying no over and over. The only thing stopping me from imagining the absolute worst-case scenario, is her fucking cherry was on my cock an hour ago. Whatever it is, the motherfucker better be dead already, because I am seeing red.

  “Shhh, baby you’re safe. It’s ok. Phoenix wake up and look at me, so you know I’ve got you and no one will ever hurt you again. Come on baby. Open your eyes.”

  Her breathing slows down, and she stops rocking. I know she can hear me. However, I think she needs a second before she can look at me. If she starts with that female shit, like how embarrassed she is or some fuck I will not entertain that. Her pain is now my pain and she will start sharing. Even if I must put her over my damn knee and make her confess.