Page 75 of Marked By the Devil

Your dangerous world is the only place I’m going to ever truly be safe, isn’t it?

I sighed, wishing I could vent all this anger and have the clear mind to double down on helping the Volkovs find a way to end Smithson.

Before he ended me.

“Red?” Viktor strode into the room, untying the knot of his tie.

“Finally.”

He had only entered the room before I got up and crawled on my knees to the end of the bed. When he approached, still working on his tie, I framed his face and pulled him to me so I could kiss him.

A sexy growl met my greeting, but after he kissed me back harder, he raised his brows at me. “You told me that you weren’t freaked out about the bomb.”

“I wasn’t. I’m not. But I’m mad and frustrated and I just…” I hurried to get his shirt unbuttoned. I just needed to vent. “I just need you.”

He took over, shrugging his shirt off as he kissed me again. While I clung to him, sucking on his lips and savoring the heat of his tongue alongside mine, I groped for the waistband of his pants. It wasn’t a slow or lazy welcome home. It was a hot, frantic, rushed effort to get us both naked.

Once he was naked, his huge, hard, tatted body bare for me to touch, lick, and admire, he crawled up onto the bed. His fingers traced over my nipples. His cock jutted out and bumped along my side. And his mouth left a trail of wet kisses as he moved behind me.

“You need this?” he asked roughly as he pushed my shoulder blades down and tapped his dick against my pussy.

I moaned, arching back against him. Spreading my knees out wide, I thrust my ass toward him, so eager for him to fill me, stretch me, and fuck me hard.

“I need you, Viktor.”

He didn’t keep me waiting. In one hard, steady thrust, he slammed his thick cock into me. I was wet enough from the rush of stripping with him. Any time we kissed and I felt his body, I was aroused and ready for all he could give me. The slick suctioning sound of him ramming into me and withdrawing rapidly pushed me toward an orgasm before I could stop and realize how far he’d taken me out of my head and rendered me thoughtless. Free of worries and grumbling ideas.

“Take it, Red. Take it all.” He pulled me back up, still fucking into me as he held me against his chest. Sweat slicked between us, making me sticky and glued to him. “Take it, Red.” He went faster, pounding into me and making my whole body jerk and jolt.

He took my hands that I’d placed on the back of his head. Moving them to my breasts, he squeezed them with me, cupping them and thumbing my nipples. It was his order for me to pleasure myself like that, and I did, moaning and panting with how close I was to exploding for him.

By the time he lowered his hand to my clit and rubbed circles around it, I was about to burst.

“Take it, Red. Take every drop of my cum,” he growled. “Come right now. Take it and come.”

Before I could disappoint him, I let it go and caved to the pressure. I snapped, crying out and squeezing my breasts for an extra pinch of pain-pleasure. He followed right behind me, gripping my hip as he leaned back to thrust up even higher. With a roar, he jerked deep inside me.

“Every drop,” he taunted as I leaned over and tried to catch my breath.

He pulled out, chuckling lightly at how I collapsed on the bed. But he didn’t retreat. He pushed his fingers into my cunt, shoving his cum right back in before it could all drip out.

As I lay there, I furrowed my brow and considered a critical question I was a little late to let in my mind.

I was… late.

With all the times I’d taken him, all the times we’d had sex…

I’m late.

Scrambling to think back to when I had my last cycle, I couldn’t shake off the implication of his shoving his cum back into me. Like he thought it belonged there. Like it could take root there.

Oh, my God.

I blinked as he lay next to me and caught his breath, holding me close.

What if I’m already pregnant?

I saw Elena with Luka, Carina with Isabel. But they were fully part of the family. Wives.