“Can you hold this in place,” he says, as I wrap my fingers around the outside of his palm, applying pressure to the gauze on the knuckles of his right hand while he tapes the gauze down.
When he’s done I don’t remove my hands, instead bringing them, and his, up to my mouth.
I stop just short of my mouth, and from there he takes over, placing the tip of his index finger on my lower lip, applying just the slightest of pressure.
It’s his way of knocking, letting me know to open up.
My lips part and I move his finger into my mouth, wishing it were something else. His finger is long and thick but I know he’s got something much longer and much thicker that I want desperately.
I watch as his focus narrows, and that intensity which is always present on his face increases tenfold, his fierce look telling me what’s about to come.
“Life comes at you fast, beautiful, as you saw today. In Russia this is multiplied to the extreme. Many people would be dead right now if they would have found themselves in our situation, but not us. You know why?”
“Why,” I say, opening my mouth to mumble the word, still tasting his finger.
“Because I will never let anyone harm my woman, ever.”
He moves in closer, placing the pad of his roughed up thumb of his other hand on my cheek.
“Your skin is so soft, so delicate, so porcelain like,” he says. “You’re like a piece of timeless classic art, but you are real, alive, breathing, eating, living…and now you’re here with me and I will never let anyone take you from me.”
I feel my body becoming hotter, every inch of my skin burning.
“I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you. I used all my power and connections to find you, the time in-between driving me mad. I’m done waiting.”
My breath catches as he stares at me, a long moment passes and finally I exhale on his digit, my heart racing as he steps in so close I can feel his rock hard cock pressing against me.
“When those men tried to take you from me, from this world, I had no choice but to make them pay with their own lives,” he growls. “And when that boy was talking to you earlier today…I felt rage boiling inside me. I’m obsessed with you in every way and I need to show the world exactly who you belong to, and who belongs to you.”
I feel my knees weaken, my head spinning.
He moves in even closer, causing my back to find the bathroom wall.
“I’ve saved myself my entire life for the right woman, knowing if she never came I would die satisfied never having given myself to the wrong one.
“But I also knew if she ever did the chemistry between the two of us would be life-changing, off the fucking charts, and unstoppable.
“And nothing can stop me now, not from taking what I want…what I need.
“And once I get it I still won’t stop. I know myself and I know I’ll only become more obsessed, more possessive over what’s mine.
“That’s the way it will be forever.”
He held me in place pinned against the wall with his body and his words. He was going to take what he wanted and there was nothing I could do about it, but that was exactly what I wanted too.
I wanted him to lose control.
I wanted to feel his raw power unleashed.
I wanted for us to explore our primal needs, for the first time in our lives both of us together. Just as life was meant to be lived. Together now and forever, each only knowing the flesh of the other.
“But I still have to ask you, have to hear you say it. Tell me you’re mine. Tell me that no man will ever have you. No man will ever see what I’m about to see. And no man will feel what I’m about to feel,” he says, his finger dragging down from my cheek and across my jawline before slowly making their way to my neck.
I feel his hand wrap around my throat gently, but just letting me know he’s there…letting me know I’m his.
“Say it,” he says again, his finger sliding out from my mouth.
“I’m yours, yours in every way.”
His face moves closer, his lips brushing against my earlobe as his deep voice says softly, “And that’s the way it’s always going to be.”
“Yes,” I say, even though it wasn’t a question.
“That’s fucking right.”
CHAPTER 11
Anya
“Tell me you need me right here and right now. Tell me,” he says.
“I need you. I have to have you,” I say.
His hand moves from my throat up to my jawline as he turns my head slightly, admiring me. I feel his cock twitch through his pants against my stomach after I speak.
I couldn’t believe this was happening, now, with him, and here.
I had no thoughts of meeting the right man in my life anytime soon, if ever, and I certainly didn’t think it would be a man on a study abroad program in Russia.
But thinking is my problem. I think too much. When I allowed myself to feel his desire and possessiveness for me…to feel how his life’s mission is to protect me and keep me safe, and to soon feel his big dick buried inside me and then nine months later feel our baby in my arms…everything made complete sense.
“It’s our first time together. First time of what will be millions,” he says through gritted teeth, trying to hold himself together even though he looks like a tiger in a cage that knows the door is about to be opened for the first time. “But I can’t be gentle. I won’t. But what I will do is fill you so full of my seed that I guarantee you you’ll be pregnant with our child, because that’s what I want most…a family with you. I want sons and daughters and all the dogs we’re going to get for them too. I want to hear them scream cries of laughter in the home we will share. That’s what I want the most, and that’s what you will give me, and we’ll do together…make a family, our family.”
“Yes,” I say. “Take me, and do it your way. Don’t be gentle. Like you said…millions of times. Romantic lovemaking will come later. Right now, I need you to take me and make me yours…with everything you’ve got.”
A deep moan comes from the depths of his stomach and exits his chest. “Just hearing you say those things has me at the edge right now. I could unzip my pants, pull up your shirt, and come all over your belly without even touching you. I could mark your stomach in the exact place where our child will grow big and strong before he’s born.”
“He?” I ask.
“He, she, it doesn’t matter. All that matters is you’re mine and our child is ours. We’re going to have boys and girls, lots of them, because your pussy is going to milk the seed from my cock for years and years and years to come. You can fucking count on that, I promise you.”
A tsking sound fills the bathroom as I suck in air quickly in reflex, oxygen passing through my clenched teeth.
“You make me harder than I’ve ever been in my entire life. Feel this,” he says pressing his cock into me even harder.
My eyes close and my lips part as I get lost in the feel of him. My pent-up arousal peeking, my need becoming unbearable.
His hand takes me by the wrist as he brings it up to his nose, sniffing it.
“Ahhh!” he says, his eyes closing just before his head tilts all the way back. “Yes!” he says as he snaps it forward, quickly running his nose along the inside of my arm all the way up to my shoulder.
“Can you smell that? That is desire, need, perfection. You’re in heat.”
My eyes open wider.
“Yes, I’m crazy, deranged, and a fucking lunatic when it comes to you, and I can smell the same on you when it comes to me.”
“I am…all those things,” I say, needing him more than ever, feeling like my entire body was going to explode.
His hand slides around my back and he pulls me in even tighter to him, his lips crashing down on mine and all hell breaks loose.
His hands cup my ass as mine wrap around his neck.
He carries me out of the bathroom as our tongues twist and turn inside the mouths of the other
as our faces fuck seconds before our bodies will do the same.
Suddenly I feel my back on a bed, my legs still wrapped around him as he tears at the buttons on his shirt, finally growing so frustrated his forearms that are built like coiled rope just rip his shirt clean open.
He yanks it off throwing it somewhere that I can’t see, nor do I care, because my eyes are locked in on the intensity of his expressions, the hunger in his eyes.
“I stroked my fat cock to thoughts of this moment with you, last night while I sat on the living room couch we just passed as I fiended for you,” he says pointing straight to the side not even realizing there’s a wall in-between his bedroom and the living room.
And my mind is just as twisted right now as I hurriedly tear the clothes from my body, ready for him to take me raw, as a wild beast would.
My hands were shaking so hard I could barely do the job removing my shirt, my hands not being able to keep pace with my thoughts.
I feel his hands come down on my hips and he yanks my pants down to my mid-thigh, his eyes zoning in on my legs.
“That’s mine. Mine!” he says, his head diving into my middle as he takes a huge sniff right up my slit, his nose brushing hard against my panties.
His head follows all the way through as his back arches. “Ahhh, fuck yes! Perfection,” he says with his eyes closed as he reveled in the moment.
My pants are pinching my thighs and I quickly unbutton them and work them down my legs, but he’s still on top of me, although not for long.
He slides off the bed, grabbing the bottom of my pants and pulling them straight off.
“Show me your pink, wet, tight, virgin pussy. My pink, wet, tight, virgin pussy,” he says. “Show me where I’m going to slide every inch of my cock over and over and over again until I erupt inside you, filling you with my seed as we start our family.”
I swear I couldn’t breathe as images of exactly what he describes fill my brain. Those and more, making me feel thoughts that were beyond obscene.
I slowly slide my panties lower to the point where they’re only covering the top of my slit.
He looks like he wants to jump on top of me and devour me.
“Show me,” he growls.
I pull them down and off, feeling the cool air sweep across my exposed cunt, showing someone my body for the first time.
He snarls, jerking off his underwear like a madman, his cock springing straight up, the crown slapping him in the belly button and then staying there, plastered in a perfectly vertical position.
I reach around and quickly unhook my lacy white bra, which matched my panties, as I admire the perfect man that he is, my eyes focusing on that lower abdominal V that leads right to what I want the most.
Just as I get my bra off he springs off the ground and right onto the bed, his mouth finding my hole as he sticks his tongue right inside me causing my hands to white-knuckle grip the sheets.
He flicks my bud with the tip of his tongue as his hands spread me open wider, allowing him to feast on me as I feel a wave already washing over me.
“Come for me, beautiful. Come on my mouth,” he says, feeling my thighs quiver.
He knows me as well as I know myself.
“Come on my face,” he moans as he licks me up and down, his tongue dragging across nerve endings I didn’t even know I had, the deep bass of his voice sending vibrations to my pussy that reverberated all the way inside me and through me.
His hands come off from around my hole as one hand slides under my ass, squeezing a cheek hard while the other slides under my leg, lifting it up in the air.
He’s got me open up all the way and there’s nothing I can do to stop the dam from breaking as a typhoon erupts sending my wetness pouring out onto his mouth just like he asked.
I feel his tongue flatten as he literally rolls out the red carpet for my juices as he slurps at my stickiness and swallows it down whole, and everything I thought I knew about myself and what this kind of moment could feel like, with it.
My body shakes and spasms as another wave washes over me, which he drinks down just as thirstily as the first.
Finally as my body stills, except for my chest which is rising and falling off the mattress, I see his face as he kisses his way up my body.
“You’re going to have my baby, woman,” he says in a way that makes me think he should be beating his chest and dragging me around the room by my hair, and the thought was surely crossing my mind at this point. Everything was in play, and I was ready to experience it all, even if it was a little rough.
“I’m going to breed you and everyone’s going to see your belly, our belly,” he says as he takes my face firmly in his hands as if he owns it. “There’s no going back now.”
CHAPTER 12
Sergey
I have no idea how I was even forming coherent sentences at this point.
I would be better off just growling and pointing and taking what I wanted as the caveman inside me was completely let loose.
“I need to feel you from the inside,” I demand.
“Take me,” she says.
“I need to be so deep inside you we can’t tell where one of us ends and the other begins, because there won’t be a difference. We will be one, then and forever. And after we become one, I’ll fill you so full of my seed that we make a little one, our first child of many. And don’t think I’m going to pull out when I’m done. I’m going to leave my dick buried inside you because I’ll still be hard as a fucking rock, still needy for your cunt, and I’ll fill you again and again and again until your pussy, hell your entire body, can’t hold anymore and it seeps out of you and onto the sheets.”
CHAPTER 13
Anya
He pauses and I can see his muscles twitching, testosterone no doubt shooting through every part of his body preparing to shoot his seed inside of me.
“Take me,” he says, “in your hands.”
I slowly release the sheets, forgetting how hard I was holding on, as my hands find his knees, sliding up his thighs and finally onto his cock.
“Try and hold all of me. Try as hard as you want, because I know you can’t. You did this to me now feel how hard you made me.”
I place one hand on his cock and it twitches, causing me to flinch.
“Don’t take your hand off. I need to feel your skin on mine,” he says.
I try again, this time getting a hold of his cock at the base, wrapping my fingers around it and coming up short.
“Feel that thickness that you caused? That swelling. My balls which are already locked and loaded.”
With my other hand I reach for his sack, and find it nearly non-existent, his balls already pulling up high, ready to fire inside me. I know if I touch him just right he’ll spill like a freshly tapped oil well below the surface of the earth, and I won’t be able to stop him or clean up all the liquid gold he covers me with.
I stack my other hand over the first, realizing I’ve barely covered half of his length. I wanted so badly to try and fit him in my mouth, to taste him like he tasted me, but I know that wasn’t going to happen now…not after his promise to claim me and fill me with his seed.
“Are you ready for me to claim you?” he asks as if he can read the words in my head.
I nod.
“Tell me. Tell me how much you want my big, fat, fucking cock entering that untouched, tight, little, virgin pussy of yours. Tell me,” he growls.
“Take my pussy. Take it. Make it yours even though it already is…always was,” I say.
He takes his hand and wraps his one around my two as he slides into position, placing the crown of his cock right at my opening.
My breathing spiked again, knowing this was the moment it was finally about to happen. I was about to become a woman, his woman…forever.
I could feel sweat covering my body, my nipples harden, my pussy aching to feel him, to open for him and accept his gift.
He moves his hand up and down quickly, flicking his cock thr
ough my wet folds, but still not entering me.
“I was already covered in precome just from looking at you, but I need to be as lubricated as I can get because once I enter you things are gonna come hard and quick. You understand me?”
“Yes. Give me hard. Give me quick. Give me everything.”
I feel his cock twitch at my words, even though I’m practically giving it a death grip at this point. I loosen up my hold slightly and I can see he notices immediately.
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