Page 38 of Dark Desires

"You’ve got me."

The words spill out before I can think better of it. His lips crash into mine, leaving me dizzy and not entirely sure which way is up.

We quickly undress each other. Skin on skin, his heat all over me, driving out every coherent thought. I place my hand on his hardness through his boxer briefs, my pussy clenching as I grip him.

When his lips trail down my neck, pausing to tease my collarbone, I’m officially useless.

I grip his back, nails digging in, pulling him closer. "Alexei…"

He climbs on top of me, leaning down and taking one of my nipples in his mouth. I moan and arch my back as he teases me with his tongue, flicking his eyes up to me, those electric blues driving me wild.

“Please.” The teasing’s driven me to the brink. I need more. “Please.”

Alexei moves up, kissing me hard and deep, his tongue finding mine.

“I need to taste you,Devotchka.”

“Then do it.”

He chuckles at my command and then lowers himself, his lips tracing a path from my lips to my neck to my breasts and down my stomach. Finally, after an achingly long time, he’s between my legs, kissing my inner thighs.

Alexei moves to my lips and then his tongue is inside me, tasting me, teasing me. His mouth and breath are so hot against my skin, and all I can do is moan and arch and run my hands through his dark, thick hair.

His tongue withdraws, moving over my clit before he sucks it into his warm, wet mouth. The pleasure is so intense that I can’t help but whimper. His fingers slide into me, hitting my G-spot as he keeps licking and sucking my swollen clit.

“I love to see you like this,” he says between kisses. “Ready to unravel for me.”

I push myself into him, the way he licks me making my hips buck against my own control.

“Just-like-that, just-like-that,” I moan.

My climax builds and builds and then crashes over me, my body quaking from the intensity. He eats me through it, making sure to wring every last drop of pleasure out.

He pauses, leaning back just enough to meet my gaze. His eyes are blazing, all that icy blue electricity locked right on me.

"Look at me.” His tone is low and commanding.

I hold his stare, and suddenly, it’s not just heat—it’s something heavier, something I don’t have words for. Whatever this is, it’s bigger than either of us, and right now, I don’t care to unpack it. I just want to feel.

He wipes my juices off his smirk with the back of his hand, coming in for another kiss. As our tongues dance, he positions himself between my thighs, the head of his dick grazing my soaking wet lips.

“Protection,” he says.

Now what am I supposed to do? Tell him that I don’t need it because I’m already pregnant with his kid?

I need to tell him—I know it now. But this is not the time.

“We’re good.”

“Excellent.”

He’s on top of me and my eyes move across the scars and tattoos on his chest. I place my hand on his right pec, feeling scar tissue underneath the ink of an Orthodox cross. God, he’s so fucking sexy it hurts.

He positions himself right where he needs to be, his cock right at my entrance. Then, with one slow, powerful thrust, he enters me.

“Oh,God.” I shift and squirm as he pushes all of his inches inside, my walls stretching, gripping his cock.

He leans down to kiss me deep once he’s bottomed me out, warm and hard inside. I wrap my legs around his waist, holding him right there, the pleasure radiating out.