54

Chris
When I opened my eyes the next morning, it took several moments for the events of the past few days to come back to me. I couldn’t just remain blissfully unaware of my grandfather for even a few minutes while I enjoyed my Little being in my arms.
Nope.
But one thing was certain as my mind cleared of the anger, and the adrenaline left my system.
I needed to talk to Bryan and mybabushka. As loath as I was to admit it, it was clear that whatever Bryan had to tell me was important if he went to such extreme measures to get my attention.
Carefully extracting my arm from beneath Raven, I shuffled out of the bed and to the bathroom. I assumed Kashton and Caden were already awake as I didn’t see a trace of them in Kashton’s large room. I took a quick shower and padded back into the room with a towel wrapped around my waist.
“Chris, is that you?” Raven’s eyes widened as she caught sight of me in nothing but a towel. My hair was wet and dripping down my chest, and her eyes traced the path of several drops as they ran along my abs to my towel.
“Yes, it’s me, kroshka.” A smirk tilted the corners of my lips as she licked hers. Her stormy blue eyes darkened as I stepped closer to her. Her hair was still pulled on top of her head, but the tail had loosened, and strands of hair were wild around her. Her lounge pants had dancing penguins on them, and the simple tanktop left very little to my imagination, with her tits spilling out.
I very much wanted to constantly play with those perfect tits.
“Good lord, you’re way too hot for me.” She squeaked, realizing what she said, and slapped her palms over her mouth. “I didn’t mean it like that,” she added, her voice muffled by her hands.
“From where I’m standing, kroshka, you’re the one who’s too hot for me.” I bit on my bottom lip, and my eyes trailed over her body. I settled my hands on her hips, my thumbs skating beneath the hem of her shirt to caress her bare skin. “Such luscious curves. I just want to eat you up.”
“I can’t wait to eat you up too.” She slapped her forehead with one of the hands that had just been on her mouth. “I just can’t get the filter under control today.”
“Kroshka.” I wrapped a hand around her wrist and drew it away from her face. I placed her palm to my chest, right over my heart. “Remember, no hurting yourself.”
Her gaze zeroed in on where her hand was touching my flesh. A delicate flush spread over her cheeks as she raised her other hand to join the first. “Is this okay?” Her words were tentative. She was hesitant.
“Okay for you to touch me?” My head tilted to the side. “Of course, you can touch me. Just no touching my cock until you have permission.”
Her lips parted, and the suggestion had her eyes falling to the bulge growing beneath my towel. “Okay,” she finally squeaked out.
With a soft chuckle, I wrapped an arm around her back and drew her closer against me. My lips brushed over her earlobe. “I think you like the idea of touching Daddy’s cock.”
Her fingers curled, her nails digging into my flesh as she trembled against me.
The aforementioned appendage was now rock hard, and my towel was in danger of falling off unless I got myself under control.
But I couldn’t retreat from Raven when her lips were parted in such a sweet invitation.
My mouth slanted over hers as I tangled my fingers in her hair. Raven melted into the kiss, brushing her tongue against mine as her hands swept up to grip my shoulders. She pressed her body more firmly against mine, and I felt the hard points of her nipples.
I drew back so my lips hovered over hers. “You make me forget everything bad in my life, little girl.”
Her hand reached up to run through the wet strands of my hair. “I want you to forget all the bad. I want to be good for you. Your light.”
A smile spread over my face. “You are all that and more, kroshka. I feel like I can finally see the beauty in this world, thanks to you.”
Raven kissed me then, just a light brush of our lips. “We should probably go look for the others?” She phrased it as a question, with the slightest lilt at the end.
“We can stay up here for a little while longer if you’d prefer?” I ran my hand up and down her back, loving how she shuddered at my touch.
“Hmm,” she hummed. “Maybe a little longer.”
I kissed her again, teasing her tongue with my own before I swept light nips and kisses down her neck. Our little girl loved to have her neck touched and kissed. Her hands tightened in myhair as a deep moan reverberated through her chest. “Chris,” she gasped out as I bit down on the sensitive area where her shoulder and neck met.
“Do you like biting, kroshka?” I moved to her other side and repeated the action.
This time, her moan was even louder.
“Yes, I love it.”
“Good girl,” I purred, my hands clenching and biting into the flesh of her hips. The damn towel around my waist had enough and slipped from the loose knot I’d tied it in. I cursed under my breath, drawing away from Raven and reaching down to secure the ends. “I think that’s my cue to go and get dressed.”
I gave her one final kiss and used my free hand to give her a light swat on the behind. A wicked thought entered my brain as I strode to the closet and grabbed clothes from the stash I kept here.
Securing the bundle in one arm, I returned to the bedroom. Raven was standing in the same place, her eyes still laser-focused on me.
I stopped and looked over my shoulder at her. “Get dressed, kroshka.”
Her head bobbed up and down as she bit her bottom lip. Her white teeth clutched at the tender flesh to keep from speaking. I knew it was more than just a contemplative gesture. Her teeth left indents, she was biting down so hard.
Our little girl was trying to keep from blurting out whatever was on her mind right now.
“What’s going on in that beautiful mind of yours?” I asked with a knowing smirk.
Her lips parted, and I was thankful she wasn’t causing herself any more pain by biting down so hard. But she shook her head, refusing to speak.
“I think I may be able to guess.” I licked my lips and lifted my hand that was securing the towel in place. “Let me know if I was right.”
The fabric fell to the floor, and I didn’t utter another word as I stepped back into the bathroom.
The sound of her curse was like music to my ears as I shut the door and began to get dressed.
I couldn’t even get mad at her use of bad language because my cock was so hard I was cursing as I pulled my clothes on, the thoughts of Raven doing nothing to tamp down my rampant lust.
Fuck, I wanted to make her mine-ours. I wanted her under me. Her wrists and ankles tied to the bed as her body was at my mercy. She would beg me to let her come, and I would only allow it after she gave me what I wanted.
Her complete and utter submission.