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Chapter 20
Misha
Just like the day I was tortured, and my mind went to the first time I kissed Aurora, I’m consumed by her until there’s nothing but her.
No bratva.
No thoughts of the consequences of my actions.
There’s just the pleasure I find in her body and the unbreakable bond forming between us.
I love my friends, my sister, the bratva, but what I feel for Aurora can’t be compared to that.
She. Owns. Me.
My soul. My body. My mind.
As I fill her tight pussy with my cock, relishing in the warmth wrapped around me, I give her the boy who had dreams that never came true. I give her the man who dared to fall in love with the enemy.
I give her all the darkness in my soul, the screams of the thirty-eight people I’ve killed.
I lay my past, present, and my future at her feet because without her, there’s no point in living.
She becomes the reason life on this fucked up planet exists. She’s my big bang, my religion, my total obsession.
My heart fucking beats only for Aurora D’Angelo.
“Ya lyublyu tebya.” The words are hoarse and harsh, not sounding like a declaration of love but instead a threat.
Maybe it is because now that I’ve tasted her, I’ll never let her go.
Aurora slams the nail in the coffin that’s her freedom as she whispers, “I love you too.”
With the need to taste the words, my mouth crashes against hers. My body crushes hers beneath mine, and shoving my hands under her ass, I grip her tightly as I relentlessly pound into her.
Ecstasy builds between us, and Aurora moans into my mouth as my tongue fucks her, my teeth biting her lips until they’re swollen.
Pleasure sizzles down my spine, and my ass clenches as I try to keep from orgasming.
Lifting my head, I lock eyes with Aurora. “Are you close?” “I don’t think I can.”
The fuck she can’t.
Pulling out of her, I pinch the base of my cock to stop my orgasm dead in its tracks. I wait for the urge to pass, then force Aurora’s legs open as wide as they’ll go.
My palm lands against her pussy.
“Jesus, Misha,” she gasps, her back arching.
“You will fucking come,” I order, my tone clearly stating it’s not up for debate.
I pinch her clit before flicking my finger over the bundle of nerves, and it has the desired reaction from my woman. Her hands fist in the covers, and her eyes burn on me with need.
“More,” she begs.
I keep repeating the actions until she’s a writhing mess on the bed, then I grab hold of her hips and slam back inside her.
It only takes two thrusts before Aurora lets out a hoarse cry, her body convulsing as the pleasure rips through her.
“Khoroshaya devochka,” I praise her for being a good girl.
As she clenches around my cock, I hammer into her until my balls tighten and my own orgasm seizes me. My thrusts instantly become jerky and uncoordinated, my control totally stripped from me by the overpowering pleasure ravaging my body.
I keep plunging into her as I ride the ecstasy until the very ends of my sanity before I crawl over her and drop down, needing to crush her beneath my body.
“Khristos,” I exhale, struggling to catch my breath. “I fucking love your body.”
Aurora lets out a chuckle filled with all the happiness in the world, and pushing up to look at her, I revel in the sight of the blood coating her skin.
“You look good in red.” The words rumble from me, filled with a very unhealthy obsessiveness.
Pulling out of her, I watch as she flinches. “How’s the pain?” “Bearable.”
“Liar.”
Climbing off the bed, I pick her up and carry her to the bathroom. I love St. Monarch’s showers. They’re big enough for a fucking orgy.
I help Aurora stand on her feet, then open the faucets. Cold water spurts over us, making her shriek and burrow close to my body for warmth.
I chuckle, thinking she’s cute as fuck.
Grabbing a bottle of L’Occitane body wash, I read the label and see it’s cherry blossom scented. “So this is what you smell like,” I mutter to myself.
Opening the bottle, I inhale deeply, and with a smile forming on my face, I pour some of the liquid into my palm.
Lathering the soap in my hands until there are enough suds, I brush my palms over her shoulders and down her front.
“You have amazing tits,” I compliment her as I massage the soap over her skin, watching her nipples grow even harder from the attention I’m giving them.
“Uh…thank you?” She laughs, sounding a little awkward. My eyes lock on her face. “Are you self-conscious?”
A soft pink flush creeps up her next to settle in her cheeks. “Yeah.” It’s hard to believe.
“Seriously?” I ask. “You’re a fucking masterpiece. What are you insecure about?”
“I’m not insecure.” Her teeth tug at her bottom lip. “It’s the first time I’m naked in front of a man.”
Right.
A way too arrogant grin spreads over my face. “I’m not even going to pretend I’m not happy to hear that.”
Aurora lets out a burst of laughter. “I think my breasts are clean.”
My hands glide down her ribs and over the softness of her abdomen. I pause to say, “Stop with the sit-ups. I don’t want you to have a six-pack.”
Her eyes flick down to her abdomen, then back to my face. She looks shocked by my request. “You like my flabby stomach?”
A serious expression tightens my features, and my voice is biting as I say, “Don’t ever talk about yourself like that again.” My hand covers her soft abdomen with a possessive touch. “This part of your body is fucking hot. It drives me wild.”
She nods quickly. “Okay.”
My hand slips between her legs. “But this is my favorite.” She dares to roll her eyes at me. “I’m sure.”
I grab her hips and spin her around. Aurora lets out a startled sound as I press her up against the tiles, my hand landing on her ass with a hard slap.
“Are you sassing me, moy malen’kiy olen’?”
She fucking juts her ass out as if she’s begging for another spanking while innocently saying, “No.”
I grip her asscheeks with both my hands, and pressing my chest against her shoulder blades, I crowd her and growl, “Liar.”
“Uh-huh,” she mumbles, her body pushing back against mine as she rubs her ass over my hardening cock.
“Do you need me to fuck you, krasivaya?”
“Honestly,” she moans as she keeps rubbing against my cock, “I’m sore but turned on. I’m not sure I can handle you right now.”
“There are many ways for me to fuck you,” I say as one of my hands slips around her front. My middle finger slides through her slit. “Open your legs.”
Aurora widens her stance, giving me access to her pussy. Using only my middle finger, I tap the digit fast against her clit.
My other hand massages her asscheek hard, and I start to thrust against
her.
“Oh God,” she whispers, her voice thick with need. “This is torture.”
Her cheek rubs against the tiles, her hands splayed flat on the wall. “Fuck me, Misha.”
“You’re sore,” I remind her. “I don’t care.”
Pulling her ass back, I widen my stance, but the position doesn’t work because she’s so much shorter than me.
“Fuck this,” I mutter as I spin her around. Lifting her by her hips, I order, “Lock your legs around me.”
When she’s followed the command, I press her back to the tiles and plunge into her wet heat. As her pussy struggles to take every inch of me
and pain flashes over her face, her hands slap against the wall, looking for something to hold on to.
“Wrap your arms around my neck.”
Aurora clings to me, our chests practically glued together. With our eyes locked and our mouths touching, I start to fuck her hard, forcing her body to rub against mine.
“Misha,” she moans.
I watch as she loves the mixture of pain and pleasure, and it heats my blood until it feels like it’s boiling in my veins.
“My little deer likes it rough,” I say, my voice low from the excitement the revelation makes me feel.
Worry tenses her features. “Is that bad?”
I shake my head. “No, it just makes me the luckiest bastard on Earth.”
Done talking, I press her harder into the tiles and fuck her until she’s screaming, “Misha! Oh, God. Shit. I’m going to die. Fuck.” She gasps as her body starts to tremble, as if she’s having a seizure. Her mouth drops open, and ecstasy washes over her. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” she keeps whimpering as her orgasm hits.
“That’s it, moy malen’kiy olen’,” I encourage her to lose total control. “You come so beautifully.”
While I’m lost in the vision in my arms, I find my release for a second time, deep in her body.