ANDREI
Vera stares at me with flushed cheeks and dilated emerald eyes.
I’m desperate to fuck her, but I need to make her come at least
once more. She’s a virgin and the more I make her come, the better it will be for her.
I lower my mouth to her center, breathing over her sensitive clit. She whimpers, pulling at the restraints. Her eyes are wild and frantic. Ever since I set eyes on her, I’ve wanted to claim her as my own. Dominate her body in every way possible and make sure she never finds a man that can make her feel the way I do.
I lick a path through her slick, wet folds.
She digs her fingers into the bedsheets, trying to find something to hold on to.
My tongue teases at her perfect asshole, making her gasp in shock. The tension coiling through her easing the moment I probe at it again. “Fuck,” she mutters, eyes wide.
“Do you like that, Printsessa?” I lick her there again, letting my tongue shift deeper into her forbidden back hole. “Do you like me licking your asshole?”
She nods her head. “Yes, sir.”
“Good girl,” I groan against her, moving from that forbidden place to lick her sweet as hell juices again.
She bucks her hips, trying to gain control. Little does she know that she has no control with me. I will make her submit. She will be mine.
I drag the tip of my tongue through her lips, working my way to that sensitive nub. She makes the most delicious sound, as I circle the tip of my tongue around her clit. It is like music to my ears. She’s so fucking wet.
My cock is aching and hard between my thighs. When I fucked her throat, it took all my self-control not to explode down it. I have to have control all the time, even if Vera makes me teeter on the edge of losing my mind.
She’s gorgeous, perfect, everything I’ve ever wanted in a submissive. Although she’s new to it all, I can tell this is her calling. She’s a natural submissive. I let my teeth sink into her clit.
“Andrei,” she cries out my name, writhing beneath me. “Fuck.”
I dip three fingers into her right to the knuckle, feeling the fluttering of her muscles. She’s about to come. I’ve never been with a woman I can bring to climax so quickly in my life. She’s so untouched and so fucking innocent.
I fist my cock in my hands, the desperate need to be inside of her building and increasing deep within me. It makes little sense why I’m so out of control. Normally, I can hold off for far longer than this.
I sink my teeth into her thigh, enough to leave a mark. She gasps, and then I suck on her clit, sending her right over the edge.
Her body convulses and pulses with the pleasure. A flood of her sweet nectar drips from her, and I shift to lap up every drop. I lick her for ages, making sure I don’t waste any.
Once she has finally come down to earth, I move to kneel between her legs and rub the head of my aching cock between her lips.
She gazes up at me with a dazed look. Her lips parted and cheeks red. I groan at the sight of her hard nipples peaked toward me, and lower my mouth to them, sucking on each one for a short while.
The noises she makes are so satisfying. My cock is dripping all over her pussy, making it messy with my seed. I want to mark her, breed her even. It’s oddly fucked up. “I will make you mine, Vera,” I breathe against her lips, before kissing her hard. My tongue tangles with hers, sucking on it.
I sit back on my haunches and grab my cock, rubbing the thick, throbbing head through her lips. She cries out as I grind my cock through her center, bumping it over her clit with each thrust.
“Andrei,” she moans my name, making me wild with untamed passion.
I grab her throat and force her eyes to mine.
She swallows thickly, and I can feel the movement beneath my fingers.
Both of us want and need this. It feels like I won’t be right again until I’m inside of her. I use my free hand to guide the tip of my cock to her entrance and push gently. She’s so wet and relaxed, my cock slides inside of her easily.
A gasp turns into a moan, as I slide inch after inch as deep as I can possible go. I groan at the tightness of her, squeezing my length so fucking perfectly. “Tebe eto nravitsya?” I keep my hand wrapped around her throat, asking if she likes it in Russia.
“Yes, sir,” she moans, understanding my Russian with no trouble. She is after all from Saint Petersburg.
I grunt as I slide the last inch inside of her, loving the way it feels to be balls deep. Her lips part as she gazes at me. “Mine,” I growl, capturing those full lips with my own and pushing my tongue deep inside of her mouth.
My body longs to be connected to her as fully as possible. I pull my hips back, before slamming into her again hard and fast. The need to dominate her body ruling me.
“Bistreye,” she cries out.
I grunt, fucking her faster, as per her request in Russia, despite wanting to shoot my seed deep inside of her tight pussy already. It’s the first I’ve heard her speak Russian, and it’s sexy as hell.
My cock leaks inside of her as I grit my teeth and fuck her harder and faster. The slap of skin meeting skin echoes around the cabin bedroom. I withdraw my cock from her heat, reaching over to undo the restraints around her wrists.
I lift her and force her onto her knees, slapping her perfect, firm ass.
She bucks her hips backward, trying to get my cock inside of her as I rub the through her. “You are so fucking perfect,” I groan, sliding my cock back inside of her. I slap her ass, as I pound into her.
The noises she is making are pure ecstasy. The moment I set eyes on her, this is what I wanted. To claim her and make her mine. To make her feel so good. This beautiful virgin was untouched until I got my hands on her.
My balls ache as I keep fucking her hard and fast, leaking deep inside of her. A need to breed her making me crazy. The only other time I slept with one of my virgins, I made sure she was on birth control before I fucked her.
The virgins are never on it while being trained. I know Vera is unprotected, but somehow it makes this even more exciting. Her ass is red with the welts I’ve given her. My mark on her. I growl as I try to keep control. She has to come on my cock.
I need to feel her pussy fluttering around me, as I tip her over the edge for the fourth time this evening.
“Harder,” she moans, making my balls clench.
“Fuck, baby,” I groan, gritting my teeth and fucking her even harder.
She loves it rough, and it’s so fucking hot. I grab her throat from behind, choking her, as I pound my cock in and out of her tight heat. “You are so fucking tight.”
Her pussy tightens around me and she floods with her honeyed nectar, making my mouth water.
“Andrei,” she cries my name as she comes undone. Her whole body convulsing as I keep my hand firm around her throat. I lean forward and suck on her ear lobe, pounding her two more times, before I explode.
I roar as my balls empty as deep as I can go inside of her. I won’t stop until I’m certain every drop of my seed is inside of her as deep as possible.
She has gone limp, and I shift my arms to her waist and lift her while I’m still inside of her. Sitting down on the bed, I hold her in my arms, keeping my still hard cock deep within her. I don’t care if we make a mess. This moment is perfect, as I kiss her soft and lazily, making this moment last as long as possible.
It’s official, Vera is mine.
VERA STANDS by the edge of the lake, hugging her thick shawl around her shoulders. It’s a beautiful view. A stunning woman standing in front of this stunning nature. If I had a camera on me, I’d take a picture to remember this moment forever.
I open the door of the cabin and walk toward her, cursing my shoes that clack on the wooden decking. She back glances at me, and I can tell she’s been crying.
The tough assassin that came to kill me is opening up. “Good
morning, Printsessa,” I say, shifting to stand by her side.
“Good morning.” She returns her attention to the water, eyes puffy and red.
“Are you okay?”
She hugs herself even tighter, shaking her head. “I haven’t been near the water since…”
I step by her side and rest a hand on her shoulder, forcing her to look at me. “Since their death?”
She nods, averting my gaze and looking over the water. “Yes.”
I watch her in fascination, wondering how a creature so beautiful was ever created. My arm slides around her waist and I pull her close. She lets me hold her and it makes a nice difference.
Vera rests her hand chest, leaning into me. After taking her virginity last night, I know how deep I am in this. The woman who tried to kill me is infecting my heart. A cold, barren wasteland that hasn’t let anyone in since my father’s death.
We connected on a level I’ve never experienced before. It was beautiful and natural, as if we were made for each other.
The sound of a gunshot startles both of us, and my first instinct is to push Vera behind me, blocking her with my body. Another one rings out and this time blood paints the decking of the log cabin. The adrenaline makes it impossible to feel the pain. I glance down and find blood spilling from my shoulder.
“Quick, inside,” I shout, grabbing her and pushing her toward the cabin.
She dashes inside, turning to me the moment the door is shut and locked. “You’re hit,” she says, rushing toward me.
“It’s a flesh wound, don’t worry.” I nod toward the sofas. “Get down behind them.” She gives me a reluctant glance. “Now.” She rushes to crouch behind the furniture.
I narrow my eyes and scan the front of the house through the bulletproof glass front. Whoever shot me is staying hidden. I duck as a bullet hits the glass, cracking it.
We’re under attack, and I’ve only got a few men in the vicinity. If they made it to the cabin, it means they made it passed them. I keep my head down and duck behind the sofa, joining Vera. “They’ve got us surrounded.” Her eyes are wide. “What are we going to do?”
I kiss her, knowing this could all go south. “I want you to stay down and hidden, no matter what. Do you understand?”
Her eyes are defiant as she glares at me. “No, I won’t stand by and do nothing, while you fight.”
I grab hold of her shoulders and dig my fingers in. “Vera, do as I say. I won’t see you hurt.”
Her gaze softens, and she nods her head. I’m not convinced that she will stay hidden, but it’s all I can do right now.
I stand from our hiding place, drawing my gun from my belt and screwing on my silencer. The cabin has too many windows, but, they are bulletproofed.
I keep my shoulder pressed against a column and use it to keep cover as I scan the grounds. A flash of movement at the front catches my eye. Two men dressed in black, carrying automatic rifles, make their way toward the front door.
Where the hell is Yakov?
Deep down, I know that if they’ve got passed him, he won’t be alive. I can’t understand how anyone found me here. Only a handful of my trusted men know of this location.
One guy is at the front door and I wait, ready to shoot him the moment he steps through. They can’t see me where I’m standing. Whoever the fuck these assholes are, they’re ballsy to come and try to kill me in my own fucking home.
The door clicks open, and the first guys steps inside. I shoot him in the head, blood splattering all over the wall behind him. The next guy ducks down out of my view, making it impossible to hit him.
A flash of movement outside draws my attention as a van drives in and pulls up. Fuck.
At least six men jump out of the back, rushing toward the front door. Adrenaline pulses through me, as I focus on the door, ready to hit as many of these bastards as I can. Vera is in danger. I have to protect her no matter the cost.
The first guy comes through the door and I wait, needing more of them to come into view. Once there are three of them standing by the door, I set off three rounds.
I catch one in the neck, another in the head and the last in the chest, but it doesn’t kill him. He’s wearing a bullet-proof vest.
“Where the fuck is he?” another man asks, staying out of view.
I almost jump out of my skin, as two hands settle on my arms. “One guy is right there,” she whispers into my ear, nodding toward the other side of the sofa where I can see two feet.
Shit.
There’s no easy way out of this. I push her behind me, blocking her between myself and the pillar. I set off a shot and catch his foot, making him yelp. He moves the wrong fucking way and I shoot him, missing his head by a damn millimeter. It is at that point, that I know I’m screwed.
All I can think about is Vera. I push her to the floor, as the shot rings out. It feels like times slows to a halt, as the bullet travels toward me, hitting me in the chest. A shrill scream rings out and I know it’s Vera. Then a flurry of gunshots fill that air along with what sounds like Alexi shouting.
I hit the floor and my eyes clamp shut. Despite wanting to hold on, I can feel myself slipping away. All I can see is Vera’s face gazing at me bathed in a ring of light, like a halo around her head. She’s a beautiful angel watching over me, and I did not protect her. All I can hope is that Alexi is here to save her.