Page 18 of Deceptive Vows

“No.”

“Fantastic. You can start with mine. I want those lips of yours around my cock. Get on your knees.”

My fear and helplessness are what make me obey. My knees hit the floor, and I feel like I’m on autopilot.

When Mikhail shoves his pants down his hips, unveiling his massive cock, all I can do is stare at it.

It’s not the first I’ve seen one because Felipe and his friends were all so disgusting. But seeing Mikhail’s so thick, long, and erect with pre-cum beading at the tip of the bulbous mushroom head does something different to me.

It arouses me. And that’s something that makes me feel ashamed of myself. It’s bad enough I just came at his forceful touch, and against my will.

But this…

I should feel nothing.

“Suck,” he growls, and once again I obey.

The cold marble on the floor seeps into my knees as I grip the base of his cock and open my mouth to lick off the pre-cum first. I then take the rest of his length into my mouth, and he starts pumping. Slow then fast and faster, giving me a prelude to what it will feel like when he’s inside me.

I don’t know what the hell I’m doing or if I’m even doing it right, but I do it.

His fingers lace through my hair, and he cups the back of my head so he can fuck my face faster.

I suck his plundering length, feeling myself growing wet again and my nipples tightening from the wildness of this.

All the blood inside me heats to a boiling point when he groans and starts muttering whole sentences in Russian. He pushes deeper into my throat, and I gag. Instinctively, I pull away, but he fists my hair in his large hands and forces me back to take him. Tears tip over the edge of my eyes, but he doesn’t stop fucking my face, and something primal calls to me from deep inside that craves his harsh treatment.

When his cock stiffens, a savage growl tears from his throat and the spray of hot cum hits the back of mine.

Salty and thick. That’s what it feels like. And there’s a taste embedded within it that I think tastes of sex—to me it does. Maybe I’m right.

I don’t get the chance to mull over it any more than that because he catches my face and lifts my jaw up with his cock still set in my mouth and cum inside.

“Swallow,” he commands.

I do, allowing the essence of him to slide down my throat. As it works its way down to my stomach, I feel like a mark of ownership has just been placed on me from having that piece of him inside me.

He pulls out his cock, and when I watch him tuck himself back into his pants, a sense of relief washes over me.

The moment of passion shatters, however, when his eyes darken and he reaches down to grab my arm so hard I think he might yank it off. His nostrils flare, and I gasp as he stands me up then shoves me against the wall, pinning my hands above my head so I can’t move.

Jesus. What’s he going to do to me now?

“Do not look so relieved, princess. I still plan to fuck your brains out, just not while you smell of the blood of my enemies.”

My whole body starts shaking. I can’t help myself. I don’t think I could even if I tried.

The desire in his eyes that was there only seconds ago is gone, and what I see now is hate. Hate for the woman he thinks I am. He’d never know that Adriana and I were polar opposites, as different from each other as night and day.

“You reek of that blood, Adriana Alvarez. Inside and out.” He gets up in my face. “It will be a reminder of who you are and what your father did to me. I will make sure you suffer for it.”

“But I didn’t do anything,” I stutter. That’s not fear talking this time; it’s my instinct to survive.

“It doesn’t fucking matter. You will still pay, and may God help you when I’m done with you, because I won’t show you any mercy.” He glares at me. “My rules are as follows,Malyshka: displease me, and I will punish you; defy me, and I’ll punish you; try anything stupid like escaping, and I will punish you. However, if you fuck with me or my plans for the cartel, I will kill you. Do you understand me?”

My God, he’s a ruthless animal. I’m shaking so much I can barely open my mouth.

“Yes.”