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He repeats the motion several more times, my body tightening and bowing with each electrifying bump of my bundle of nerves. Shame hits me as I feel my body growing wet at his ministrations.
“This is mine, little mouse,” he whispers in my ear. “Mine until I give you to the next man. I’ll own every bit of you.” His words are cold and callous, but his touch is a soft, warm caress. The two colliding forces confuse my mind and body, overwhelming my senses.
A soft sob leaves my lips as he surges forward repeatedly, causing my body to melt against him with each thrust. It doesn’t take him long to find his rhythm and soon he’s increasing his pace, squeezing my ass, kneading the flesh with his large hands.
My breaths come fast and shallow, my silent tears staining the bedding beneath me. It isn’t what he is doing that forces the liquid from my eyes, but how my body reacts to him. Like it wants him. Like he owns it. Fire licks at my skin, and magma races through my lungs.
Adrian grunts as he steps back, spinning me around to face him. I clench my eyes closed, refusing to look at him. He doesn’t seem to care. Instead, I hear flesh moving before a warm liquid spreads over my pussy. My eyes snap open to find Adrian with his cock in hand, head thrown back as ropes of pearly white liquid unload onto my heated skin.
When he’s done, he opens his eyes. They’re burning, the blue of his irises nearly drowned out by the approaching darkness of desire. Then, it’s gone, replaced with cold apathy. He steps back, cleaning himself off with a handkerchief from his pocket before pulling his trousers back up. It is like a switch has been flipped and suddenly he is all business while I’m spread eagle on the edge of the bed, too afraid to move.
Too ashamed.
Then he leaves without a word. His sudden departure is a slap to the face. Shit, I think I’d rather he had slapped me than left me as if I’m nothing more than a two-cent whore he’d purchased from the streets.
Another wave of shame washes over me as the ache between my legs grows.
My mind sure as hell doesn’t want anything to do with Adrian Volkov.
If only my vagina would get the message.
With a sigh, I make my way to the bathroom for another hot shower knowing that no matter how hard I scrub, I’ll never be able to remove the feel of his touch from my body.
Or the mark he left on my soul.
Ten
Blyad’. Blyad.’ Blyad.’
I shouldn’t have touched her. I know this. No matter how much her sweet innocence and naivety call out to me, ready to be crushed, I know better. She is nothing more than a means to an end and I have to remember that.
No matter how tempting the fruit.
I collapse into the chair at my desk, digging into the drawer on the right and grabbing the bottle of whiskey I keep there. I pour myself a glass, throw it back, and then repeat this action more times than I care to admit.
Now I’m buzzed watching as the girl in my room hugs one of my pillows to her chest, her body shaking. Jesus, she’s crying again.
And I’m the cause.
I brush the errant moment of pity from my mind. Of course, I am the cause. Just like she is the cause of all my heartbreak. Her and her despicable family. At least they are dead and no longer a problem. Now all I have to deal with is her.
Vanya. The girl currently haunting my dreams.
No, not girl.
Woman.
Fuck. Even after the orgasm I took for myself, it still isn’t enough. My body still desires her. Desires to sink my cock deep inside of her sweet, wet pussy. I want to taste her on my tongue and force my dick down her throat until she’s begging me for air.
And now I’m hard again.
But it will have to wait because more pressing matters are calling my attention.
Theo Kalogeras.
While I’d been sating my urges with Vanya, my men dug up exactly what I have been looking for since I’d learned he is involved with the sudden rampant selling of drugs in my territory. Drugs I don’t allow.
Meth? Have at it. Heroin and crack? Feel free. But PCP is something I don’t allow and never will. I also don’t allow people to sell in my territory that haven’t paid their dues. And Theo Kalogeras? He doesn’t belong in my territory but he’s about to pay his dues.
