Page 37 of Cruel Vows


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“But not until I get what I want.”

Seventeen

Istare down at her. Her big hazel eyes are rounded in fear and lust as she stares up at me from her place at my feet. If my cock could get any harder, it would. It’s already harder than granite from shoving my fingers into her tight cunt.

Unzipping my pants, I free my hardened length from the confines of my boxers and grin smugly. I move toward her until my dick is right in front of her face. I snake my booted foot between her legs and push down on her shoulder until I can feel her pussy against the leather.

“You’re going to ride my boot while you wrap those pretty lips around my cock,” I tell her as I run my thumb over her plump bottom lip. “This is how you will come for me. Argue, and I will fuck your throat and then whip you raw while leaving you a quivering mess. Understood?”

Vanya freezes, her lips falling open slightly. Tears gather at the corner of her eyes, and she wipes them away with the back of her hand. Something twists inside of me at seeing them. They irritate the fuck out of me.

“You have five seconds to decide your fate, little mouse,” I warn her. “If you don’t decide, then I will, and it won’t be the pleasant option.” Well, it won’t be pleasant for her.

She blinks up at me and her throat bobs. I can see the defiance in her eyes, threatening to spill over, but she knows to keep it to herself if she doesn’t want to face the consequences. I can see the moment she makes the decision, a small barely perceptible nod. But that’s all I need.

I snatch a fistful of her hair, yanking her forward until she’s perfectly positioned. Her head leans back on a moan as I wiggle my foot and then hit the small device in my pocket. A wanton moan shoves its way out of Vanya’s throat as the vibrations hit her clit. I’d modulated a panty vibrator on the top of my boot earlier when she hadn’t been looking. It is black and easily blends in.

“Open wide,malen’kaya mysh’,” I order her in a rough voice. The authority in my voice has her obeying immediately. “Good girl.” She parts her lips wide and sticks out her tongue. A smile tilts my lips. “Have you ever had a cock in your mouth before?” I’m curious if she’s ever given a man a blowjob before. Sex is one thing, she would know that her parents would check for her intact cherry, but there is no way for them to check if she’s ever swallowed a cock.

Her mouth widens at my brazen question, and I take that moment to edge into her mouth. I’m bigger than most and I can see her readjusting herself to take me. Biting my lip to keep from coming at the sight of her on her knees before me with my cock in her mouth, I thrust forward, touching the back of her throat.

She sputters at my sudden action. I pull back slightly, not wanting to scare her just yet. I give her a few more shallow thrusts and let her accommodate my size and width before I can’t hold back any longer.

Using her hair as a tool, I yank her down my shaft until her nose touches the soft curls at the base. Vanya pushes frantically against my thighs as I hold her there, but a few wiggles of my foot have her losing her composure. The vibrations of her moan travel up my cock, making my balls tighten. Her mouth is wet and warm, I doubt I’m going to last long.

She coughs and gags as I shove myself down her throat repeatedly. God, I can only imagine what her pussy will feel like. Spit pools at the corner of her mouth. I pull back, allowing her to gasp for air before yanking her head back again and again.

“Inhale through your nose,” I instruct her as I readjust my stance to better grind my foot into her clit. She moans, her eyes rolling back in her head as she rides the vibrator. “That’s it, little mouse. Fuck yourself with my boot.” Her hips swivel as she does what I tell her. What a good obedient little slut she is for me.

Blyad’.

I watch, fascinated, as her body tenses and she screams her release around my cock. I grunt as I tank her face down my length, pressing my boot harder into her clit as she rides out the waves of her orgasm.

With a roar, I come down her slender throat. It overwhelms her. She pushes at my thighs again, trying to push me away.

“Swallow all of it, slut,” I growl as the last ropes of cum shoot down her throat. When I’m done, I hold her there for a moment, catching my breath before I pull out of her succulent mouth. My cum is running down her chin. I wipe it up with my thumb and push it into her mouth. “All of it.”

I bite my lip as Vanya sucks on my thumb. “Watch it,” I warn her when her sharp teeth dig into the skin as I pull it out. Stepping back from her, I pull myself together and tuck myself back into my pants. Fuck, she’s so inexperienced, and yet—that was the best fucking blowjob I’d ever been given.

“Go clean yourself up,” I tell her, hardening myself against the sudden lust rearing up inside of me. She looks so beautiful on her knees for me. My little Greek whore. But she can’t be mine. At least, not yet. “You have five minutes.”

Her eyes darken as she stands on shaky legs. She goes to pull her dress down but thinks twice about it because she likely knows her arousal will soil it. Vanya reaches down for her panties, but I shake my head.

“No panties, little mouse,” I tell her. Her jaw tightens as fire rises in her eyes, but she remains quiet. Subdued. Fuck, I should have made her come sooner. Her chin rises indignantly as she makes her way to the bathroom, my laughter following behind her.

* * *

The car rolls effortlesslydown the streets of downtown Las Vegas. The original Strip. This is where the darkness comes out to play. Most of the mafia families have major casinos on the Strip, but with all the foot traffic, it is harder to keep the shadows of our organization a secret.

There are five ruling crime families in Vegas. Well, four now that the Castellanos empire has been bumped off the table. Spiridakos will no doubt make a play for the spot, but I won’t let that happen. Volkov, Gallo, Brennan, and Bonetti are the remaining four. For the most part, we play nice. We’ve each carved out our own territory in Vegas, the Strip being the one mutual ground we share.

Until Castellanos sent a spy in my ranks.

A weasel.

Ada had stolen sensitive information that could have crippled my entire empire if it hadn’t been for Anton. He’d caught her red-handed in my office. It seemed too easy, but her cowardly death proved she had been the mole.

Vanya sits in the back seat with me while Sasha drives. Anton wanted to accompany us but his reticence in turning over my little mouse would be a hindrance to what I have planned. He’d try to save her, and I don’t have time for my second in command turning on me tonight.

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