Page 76 of Wicked Brute


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“I like that idea,” she breathes, and I see that the glass in her hand is empty.

I pluck it out of her fingers smoothly, leading her to the master suite. I open the double doors, letting her walk in first. The click of them shutting behind us is the most satisfying thing I’ve heard since the sound of her begging me to let her come with my tongue in her ass.

She won’t be leaving this room again, not until I allow it.

She turns to face me, her hand lifting to take her hair down, but I shake my head. “Let me,” I tell her firmly, setting both of our glasses aside as I step towards her. I stop just shy of our bodies touching, letting her feel the heat in the space between us as I reach up, brushing my fingers over the knot of her hair at the back of her head.

I hear her soft intake of breath as I pluck the pins out of it, letting it fall in heavy black waves around her shoulders. Her lips part as she looks up at me, and I can feel my cock straining behind my fly, already so hard and aching that I can hardly bear it.

My hand slides into her hair, tightening, fingers knotting in the soft fall of it. I can feel that obsession that I’ve been barely holding back churning in my mind, pushing at the walls I’ve tried to put up around it, to keep myself in check. To keep a clear head.

I have her here at last. Natalia Obelensky, undermypower. Far away from anyone who could help her–as if anyone would, if they knew who she was.Iknow. I’ve never been so grateful for anything as the day that Yuri slipped that photo to me, telling me that a dancer at a shitty strip club I would have never gone to on my own was the last chance I had to get revenge on the family that took everything from me.

It’s almost enough to make me feel bad for what I did to him.

I hear her gasp as my hand tightens in her hair, tugging her head back. The urge to hurt her, to punish her, todevourher is almost too strong. It clambers in my head, desperate to get out, my muscles tightening and my cock rigid as the anticipation of everything I’ve planned washes over me in a hot, burning wave.

“You’remine,” I growl before I can stop myself. It’s almost too low for her to hear, and for a moment, I think she hasn’t–but then her eyes widen in fear.

“Mikhail–”

I can see the moment she starts to change her mind, the moment that she decides this might have been a mistake. “You said yes.” My voice is low and rough, filling the space between us. “There are no safe words here, Ekaterina. You walked into this room. Now I get to do what I like with you.”

“I–” Her voice catches in her throat as I push her down to her knees with my fist in her hair, yanking her head back. “Mikhail, stop! I didn’t say–”

“You won’t say anything at all with my cock in your mouth. Now open your pretty lips and put that tongue out for me like a good girl–”

She rears back, twisting in my grip. “You fucking–”

I laugh. I can’t help it. “You can stop pretending, Ekaterina. I know you like this. Remember, I’ve seenexactlyhow wet you can get when I put my hands on you in the way you’re sodesperateto pretend like you don’t enjoy. You can fight me if you like, but you’ll come for me in the end, and you’ll love every second of it.”

“I could bite your fucking cock,” she hisses. “If I don’t want it down my throat.”

“You could, but you’d pay for it,” I smirk at her, still holding her head back. “Now, are you going to obey me, or–”

“What ifItried to tellyouwhat to do?” she snaps. “You wouldn’t like that very much, would you? If I grabbed your hair and forcedyou down between my legs? Sat on your face while I forced you to make me come? How would you like that,svoloch’?”

I’ve never heard her curse at me in Russian before, and it sends a bolt of lust through me so forceful and heady that I feel for a moment as if I’m going to lose control. “You could try,” I tell her. “But you’d have to get the upper hand on me, first.”

“Just wait,” she hisses as I drag down my zipper. “We’ll see how this night goes.”

“We certainly will.”

It only takes a second for me to palm my hard cock out of my trousers. The swollen head smacks against Natalia’s lips as it slides free, smearing pre-cum over her mouth, and her tongue darts out despite herself, licking it off as I watch.

I laugh, my hand still wrapped in her hair. “Oh, you don’t want it? You don’t want my cock in your mouth? It doesn’t look that way to me.”

She glares at me, a stubborn light in her eyes, and tries to twist her head away as I push my cockhead against her lips. She can’t move very far, my grip is too tight, and as she tries to keep me from forcing myself into her mouth, I reach down and squeeze the side of her cheeks, making her open up.

Her squeal of protest is immediately muffled as I shove myself into her mouth, hard and fast, without giving her a moment to accommodate. My cock slides all the way to the back of her throat as I groan, the hot, wet tightness of it sending shudders of pleasure through me, and I pull her down farther, the look on her face turning me on that much more.

“That’s right,” I groan, forcing myself deeper into her throat, feeling her muscles convulse around the thick, hard invasion. “Deep-throat my cock,kotenok. Take it all. Good girl,god,that’s so fucking good–”

Natalia twists in my grasp, moaning and choking around me, but I can feel her resistance lessening. I can tell that she likes it, that it’s arousing her, and that drives my own lust even higher, until I can barely control myself.

My balls tighten, throbbing warningly as her nose brushes against my abs, the tight choking sensation threatening to push me over the edge. I have every intention of coming more than once tonight–but not so soon.

I yank my cock out of her mouth as she chokes and coughs, still holding on to her hair as she looks up at me with teary eyes. “You fucking–”

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