Page 7 of Crystal Wrath (Rostov Bratva #1)

RENAT

She’s the most beautiful, magnetic woman I’ve ever laid eyes on, and right now, with her legs wrapped around me, every nerve in my body is tuned to the ache of wanting her.

The need is sharp and primal, but I don’t give in just yet.

I lower my head and drag my tongue slowly across her lips, savoring the softness.

The moment she parts them for me I claim her mouth with mine.

The kiss deepens quickly, turning urgent and electric, sparking through my chest and down my spine until nothing else exists but the feel of her and the hunger building between us.

Elena sucks on my tongue, slow and deliberate, while her hand slips between us, brushing against my cock just enough to make it jerk with anticipation.

But she doesn’t take hold of it. She teases, dragging her fingers up my torso instead.

When she reaches my chest and pinches my nipple, I let out a low groan. She knows exactly what she’s doing.

Balancing my weight on one arm, I slide my other hand over the curve of her breast, molding the softness beneath my palm.

I roll her nipple between my fingers, giving it a gentle twist that makes her arch into me.

Her moan vibrates against my mouth, low and breathy, and it shoots straight through me, making my cock throb with painful urgency.

Breaking the kiss, I hook one of her legs over my shoulder and shoot her a promising smile.

My tongue finds her clit, then slides between her folds, groaning at how wet she is.

I lick my way back to her clit, sucking on it hard.

She gasps, tangling her fingers in my hair, pinning my mouth against her pussy.

I flick her clit with the tip of my tongue, sliding my hands up her thighs, cupping her ass that seems to fit perfectly in my hands.

All I want right now is to impale her hard on my cock.

Her scent and taste are driving me insane, and my cock is hard as a fucking rock.

She shifts her hips beneath me, eager and restless, trying to draw my tongue deeper inside her.

I give in slowly, pushing my tongue into her with deliberate strokes, alternating between swirling and thrusting, savoring the way her body responds to every motion.

I can feel the tension gathering inside her, the way her breath quickens, and her thighs tremble, but I’m not ready to let her fall over that edge. Not yet.

I pull my mouth away just long enough to slip two fingers into her, driving them in hard and deep.

Her body jerks, a raw moan escaping her as her walls clamp down around me.

I pump into her relentlessly, my tongue returning to trace tight circles over her clit, coaxing her higher with every flick and curl, determined to push her right to the brink and keep her there.

“Yes…yes…just like that,” she moans, chasing her release.

I can tell she’s getting close, but I won’t let her come.

“No krasotka , not yet. You come when I tell you,” I growl.

I slip my fingers out of her and flip her onto her stomach in one fluid motion.

She lets out a soft, frustrated whine at the sudden emptiness, her body arching as if chasing the pleasure I just stole away.

I grip her hips and guide her up onto her hands and knees, spreading her thighs wide until she’s open for me, glistening and perfect.

Leaning in, I run my tongue through her slick folds, slow and unhurried, savoring every taste.

Her whole body shudders beneath me. Then I tease the tight ring of her ass with the tip of my finger, pressing gently as my mouth continues to work her, every movement designed to make her lose control.

Elena gasps, pushing her hips back, begging for more.

“You want more?” I tease.

“Yes, please…I need you to fuck me,” she whimpers.

I suck her pussy hard, my tongue working circles over her clit while I slide my finger deep into her ass, slow at first, then firmer, matching the rhythm of my mouth. She lets out a strangled moan and rocks her hips, spreading her legs wider in invitation, in surrender.

Without warning, I pull my finger free and plunge it into her pussy, followed by two more.

The sudden stretch makes her gasp, but I don’t give her time to adjust. I drive into her with ruthless precision, my fingers moving fast and deep.

Her body pulses around me, her muscles clenching rhythmically, spiraling closer and closer to the edge, caught in that breathless space between control and surrender.

“Yes , kiska , come for me,” I order.

Elena cries out as her orgasm tears through her, her entire body convulsing with the force of it.

I keep my fingers buried inside her, working her through every last ripple as her release gushes from her, wet and wild.

She collapses forward onto the bed, trembling, her breath ragged and broken by moans.

I lower my mouth to her, licking up the sweet mess she’s made, savoring every drop before grazing my teeth gently over the curve of her ass.

She shudders again beneath me. In one swift motion, I flip her onto her back and take her nipple into my mouth, sucking hard enough to make her gasp.

I let her feel the scrape of my teeth, just enough to sting, and she hisses, her fingers digging into my shoulders.

I trail my tongue across the swell of her breast, switching between the left and right, leaving wet heat in my wake.

When I finally release her and rise to my knees, I grip my cock, stroking slowly.

Her eyes lock on to it, pupils blown wide with desire.

Her tongue darts out to wet her bottom lip, dragging across it in a silent invitation that makes my blood burn.

“You want my cock, kiska ?”

“Yes, I want to taste it,” she breathes, surprising me.

Positioning myself over her, I groan as her mouth finds me, her lips closing around my balls.

First one, then the other, her tongue warm and wet as it flicks and licks with slow, deliberate strokes.

The contact sends a jolt straight through me, and I brace myself, expecting her to drag it out, to tease. But Elena surprises me.

She wraps her fingers around my cock, gripping me with purpose, pumping with a smooth twist that makes my breath catch.

Her tongue moves expertly, swirling around the head before tracing along the sensitive ridge.

Then she shifts, cupping my balls in her palm, massaging them as her lips slide down my length, taking me deep into her throat.

She sets a rhythm stroking, cupping, sucking, each motion building on the last, her mouth hot and relentless.

The pressure coils low in my spine, heat burning through me.

I grip her chin, firm but careful, holding her still as I thrust into her mouth, slow at first, then harder as the pleasure becomes unbearable.

A deep growl rips from my throat as my release takes hold, pulsing down her throat in thick waves. I pump my hips a few more times, needing every last drop wrung from me. She swallows around me, unflinching, and the sight alone nearly breaks me all over again.

Her eyes glaze over as I pull my still-hard cock out of her mouth. She smiles at me and licks her lips.

“I’m not done with you yet,” I warn her. “I need more.”

I curl my body over her, pinning her with my gaze. She inhales sharply as I slide my cock into her swollen pussy in one swift thrust.

“That’s it krasotka ,” I breathe, “take all of it.”

Locking her legs around my waist, she pushes her hips up, sinking my cock balls deep. I can feel her heart racing beneath me as I brace myself on my elbows. Her pussy is blazing hot as I fuck her hard and fast.

Elena digs her heels into the base of my spine and arches her back, making my cock slide even deeper inside her. Her throaty moans and gasps push me closer to another release.

I brush my lips over hers as I continue to fuck her relentlessly.

“Yes…y-yes Renat…just like that…”

She holds me tighter as I hammer into her pussy, speaking in harsh Russian whispers into her ear, telling her how good she feels and how I love how her pussy clenches around my cock. She digs her nails into my back, punching her hips up to meet each thrust.

“Oh my God!” she screams as she shatters around me.

I catch her wrists and pin them above her head with one hand as I continue to brutally power into her pussy. Her eyes close, but I grab her face and force her to look at me.

“Open your eyes,” I grumble. “I want you to look at me as I fill you up with my cum.”

Her eyes snap open, and her mouth opens in a silent gasp. Her back bows as another release begins to ripple through her core. I swear in Russian and pound her even harder. The muscles in my back tighten as I explode inside her, my hot cum splashing her inner walls.

I sink onto the bed beside her, drawing her into the curve of my body.

We stay tangled together in silence, her breath slowing until I feel the subtle shift of her muscles relaxing against me, sleep gently pulling her under.

I close my eyes and breathe her in, thinking to myself that nothing has ever felt this right, this consuming.