Page 17 of The Bratva's Claim


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I cum hard, nearly blacking out as the rush overtakes me. I moan so loudly that I’m certain the entire complex can hear me now, but I’m in such blind ecstasy that I don’t even care. I just want more and more of him.

He keeps his fingers inside of me for a moment, kissing my pussy lightly as I come down from my climax. Every kiss is intense and oversaturated as my clit throbs hard. I wonder to myself if he can feel it pulsing, if he can feel how much of an impact he has on me.

My breaths are heavy and labored as he slowly climbs up from between my legs, kissing up my belly and chest until his mouth is pressed firmly against mine. I can taste myself on his lips, which arouses me more than I ever would have thought it would.

“There, now we’re even,” he whispers, smiling impishly.

I’m shaking even more now as I try to catch my breath. I can’t even reply to him properly; he’s subdued me completely.

Instead of pulling my panties back on, I kiss him back, biting his lower lip as I taste the sweetness of his tongue against mine. The taste of a kiss from the right person has always been my favorite drug, and right now, I want to mainline him until I’m satisfied.

He grips the back of my neck with his hand, pulling my face in closer to him as he lies down on top of me. I can feel his rigid, pulsing cock through his pants, causing me to moan into his mouth as I grind against him.

I need him to know that I want him.

I need him to know that this isn’t his idea anymore.

He continues to kiss me as he removes his pants, and I don’t even see his cock before he slides it along my soaked, warm pussy.

When he begins to slip it inside, I can feel how thick it is right away. I’ve never had someone as big as him before, and I can only hope that I’m tight enough for him. I’m sure he gets his pick of women whenever he wants them. I need to perform now.

Instead of pounding me senselessly right away like the men always do, he slowly slides it in, inch by inch, until I can feel him pressing into my cervix.

“I think we need to go a little bit slow,” I say quietly, embarrassed that I’m not able to take it all at once.

He chuckles deep in his throat. “I’m sure you can take a bit more for me, darling. I know you enjoy a good challenge.”

He lowers himself a bit, kissing and sucking my neck as my pussy grows wetter around his dick. His kisses send waves of electricity through me, up my spine and into the top of my head. My back arches instinctively, and he places his arm underneath me to keep it that way.

Now I can feel him going even deeper. He shifts my body slightly, sitting up more and pulling my hips up more to angle them against his cock. He’s hitting my g-spot now, methodically rubbing the head of his cock against the front wall of my pussy.

I grip his arms as my pleasure grows in intensity. It’s almost painful how good it feels, and I’m at war with myself over whether or not I want him to slow down or go faster. Part of me wants him to pound the fuck out of me now, making me cum all over him and my money like a greedy slut. The other part of me never wants this to end.

He slowly lowers his hand to my throat, squeezing the sides of it as he fucks me harder. As soon as his hand closes around my neck, I feel another orgasm approaching the surface of my skin. It hums deep in me, waiting for the perfect moment to strike before I’m ready to sell my soul for another, one after the next.

“I want you to cum for me, bitch,” he whispers, looking down at me as he brushes my hair out of my face with his free hand.

“Okay,” I whimper quietly.

He squeezes my throat harder as he begins to fuck me mercilessly. His expression has changed from one of focus and composure to ruthless, bloodthirsty revenge. His eyes are evil as he fucks me harder and faster until my body and mind collide again, and I nearly convulse in orgasm.

Another near-blackout as the world melts away momentarily.

I’m in complete ecstasy. My whole body feels as though I’ve been reborn into a new plane of existence where I’ve never felt any pain. Every fiber of me feels as if it’s glowing, and my head spins viciously as I attempt to ground myself again.

We both stare at each other, my eyes full of misplaced affection. His eyes offer nothing. He is completely unemotional, unmoved.

He just gave me the best sex of my life, and he seems... bored?

Now there’s no question as to who holds the power. I thought that if I could tease him, using my body to reel him in, I would be able to keep the balance in my favor. He’s proven to me that I’m not even on his level at all. We don’t even play in the same league.

But now, I know I’ll be craving him until I have him again.

And I don’t know how to stop.

Before I can say anything, he climbs off me, collecting himself and putting his pants back on like nothing happened.

“You know, money is pretty dirty. You might want to wash your blankets now,” he says as he leaves.

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