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Chapter 31

The Way She Wants It

Vasiliyi

H oly fuck.

Heat detonates through me like a charge set to explode. She holds my gaze, daring me, waiting for my move, but there’s no hesitation. I grab her hard, and crush my mouth to hers in a kiss that’s all teeth and hunger. My tongue invades, claiming, demanding, letting her feel exactly how wild I can get when she flips the switch like this.

She gasps, surprised, but only for a second. Then she’s moaning into the kiss, matching my pace with one of her own. Desperate. Filthy. Fierce.

I yank her closer, like I could fuse our bodies together if I just held her tight enough. Her fingers tangle in my hair, pulling, anchoring herself as her entire body trembles against mine. Her pulse races under my touch, and every time her lips part, I steal another breath, another taste. She is smoke and sin, forbidden and holy at the same time.

My hands roam down her body, possessive and urgent. I want her naked. Now. I need the barrier of her clothes gone like they’re an insult.

But just when I start to get my way, she breaks the kiss. Pulls back—barely. Her lips are bruised, her breath ragged. But there’s that look in her eyes again. Controlled. Commanding.

“Not so fast,” Galina says, grinning like the devil. “Not if we’re going to do this my way.”

Baffled and completely turned on, I nod, stunned silent by the flash of beauty before me, her loose auburn hair waving over bare shoulders, her pretty peach dress tugging on a nipple.

She turns her face to me. “It’ll be easier for you if you sit down,” she says casually. “On the bed.”

I chuckle and raise my brow but do as I’m told. This new attitude of hers is incredibly sexy, though I’m fully aware that she’s the same dangerous vixen who took my heart and soul by storm.

“I’m going to need your belt,” she says in an innocent tone that fails to conceal the wicked note in her voice.

My eyes widen, a thousand questions crossing my mind. My dick strains against the seam of my pants at the thought of what she might do with a leather belt.

Wordlessly, I slide the worn leather from around my waist and hand it to her.

“Good man,” she praises, leaning in to kiss me sweetly.

“Now what?” I breathe against her lips, eager for more.

“Now lie down and put your hands above your head,” she instructs, and I lose my breath for a moment.

“Are you going to tie me up, lisichka ?” I manage to ask, my heart hammering against my chest.

“You better get close enough to the headboard, or I’ll have to punish you,” she quips back, but there’s no bite to her tone. Instead, I find myself following her soft commands with uncharacteristic eagerness, even as my gut churns with apprehension.

Lying on my back, I raise my arms, bound with an invisible leash, and slide them behind my head. Without a word, Galina crawls over me and loops the leather belt around one of the wooden posts and my wrists. With her hair falling around us like a fiery curtain, she leans forward to caress the side of my face. A soft, slow touch, teasing the lips she intends to soon own. As her mouth explores mine, my tongue tempts her lips to part, but she pulls back, leaving a chaste kiss on the tip of my nose.

She straightens, breathing heavily, and I look into those green eyes. I’ve come too far to lie, so I speak the words directly from my heart. “I love you, Galina.”

“I love you, Vasiliy.” Tears shimmer in her eyes. “You are the first man I’ve ever loved. The only one.” She breathes in, then straightens. “But this isn’t about love. This is about you being mine.”

Before I can answer she’s on me again, her mouth closing over my lips, ravaging me with hungry teeth and demanding lips. At that exact moment, her hand slips between our bodies and grabs my cock through the fabric of my pants.

A deep, throaty groan vibrates through me, and she swallows it, taking possession of my very breath. Rational thought ceases, and everything melts away. There is only her. Only this heat pulsing in waves between us. Her hand roams to caress the hard curves of my chest through my shirt, and my abdomen clenches in anticipation, muscles tightening to meet her touch.

Desire blazes beneath my skin with each brush of her nails against my hips, moving to stroke the length of my shaft. Then her fingers dance, toying with the button of my pants. I rock my hips upward, struggling not to end this too soon, and her chuckle makes it all worse.

“Keep still,” she murmurs, her warm breath tickling my ear. And then she pulls away, sitting back on my hips to watch me suffer. “Let me have you the way I want.”

With a growl, I shove my cock against her center, but there’s nothing to dull the pain and desire that shoot straight down my spine.

“Tease,” I breathe. “But you have nothing on me.”

“Oh really?” She smirks and climbs off me. Without averting her eyes, she slides the straps of her dress down. My cock twitches as I catch the faintest hint of her rosy nipples through her bra. Heat blooms across her skin, a blush forming on her cheeks.

Tossing her head back, she stands before me, naked except for the lace lingerie covering her full breasts and rounded hips. Every nerve in my body craves the soft touch of her skin, the wet heat of her core against the stiff tip of my cock. But there’s no hope of that yet; she’s made it perfectly clear that she intends to continue this game. Until neither of us can endure it.

She leans closer, her hands flattening on my chest and trailing up to brush against the side of my neck. She roughly grabs at my shirt and tears it open, buttons flying everywhere and I hiss, even more turned on than before.

“Mine,” she claims. “All mine.”

In one quick movement, I’m completely exposed, and her eager hands reach for the zipper on my pants to undo it and take out my cock. My hands strain against the bonds, impatient and eager to touch every inch of her perfect, milky skin.

As if she can sense my mind, she smirks, her eyes holding mine with wicked promise as her hand glides down the length of my shaft. A shudder runs through me as her fingers trace patterns against sensitive flesh, and then she looks deep into my eyes. “Do you feel how hard you are?”

The muscles of my abdomen clench and flex, tightening when she strokes me, her fingertips grazing the hot flesh in tantalizing rhythms. “God, yes, lisichka . Now be a good girl and come sit on my cock.”

I shouldn’t have said it. Her fevered pace falters, her eyes darkened by lust, pupils dilated, and she gets up, backing away from the bed a few paces.

She licks her lips, and my entire body thrums with need as she slides the straps of her lingerie over her shoulders. Her tits fall free. Before I can admire the view of her bare breasts and taut nipples, she whips off her panties and tosses them at my face. Like a fucking trophy. My cock gets impossibly hard. She’s trying to prove something, show dominance, and it’s fucking working. I’m nothing more than her animal right now.

“I don’t take orders from you.” She smiles. “Not tonight.”

She’s fully naked now, and the sight of her full, lush body and graceful fingers is like a punch straight to the gut.

Growing impatient, I arch upward, bucking, rattling the wooden frame.

“I think the wolf’s going wild,” she taunts, running her palm down her stomach, and my dick aches for her. “But I’m just getting started.”

As if to prove her point, she slides her hand down until it cups her pussy, massaging her clit. My eyes darken. Jealous. Feral. Lustful.

She moans, her breasts rising and falling with each sharp breath, and my name sounds dirty on her lips. The most sensuous, seductive thing I’ve ever heard. She’s slick with need, her juices dripping onto my thighs. Unable to control myself any longer, I jerk forward, fighting against my restraints.

“Come here,” I growl, dropping into a demanding, bossy tone.

But she doesn’t heed. Instead, she crosses her arms, pushing her breasts upward, teasing me further. “Tell me what you want,” she taunts, and I swear she’s going to pay for this.

“I want to fuck that pretty pussy,” I tell her, raising a brow. “But first I’d love for you to wrap your beautiful mouth around my cock and suck me.”

“Hmm... Maybe I will. Maybe I won’t.”

“ Lisichka ...”

With a smile on her full, inviting lips, she positions herself on her knees next to me and rubs her breasts against my straining erection. Eyes shining with mischievous glee, she lets her tongue slide against my flesh, flicking her tongue at the tip, taunting me. “How bad do you want to get fucked right now, baby?”

“So bad,” I choke out. “You’ll be sorry if you don’t get on with it.”

I’m desperate now, hips arching up into her, but Galina keeps moving down, forcing her shoulder between my thighs, spreading me apart as she continues lavishing attention on every inch of me. She angles her back and ass in the air, leaving her sex exposed and enticing. An irresistible temptation.

My instincts go wild. Everything disappears except the need to mark her. To claim.

“Galina. Now,” I snap. “Now.”

“Better.”

Swirling her tongue along my throbbing, veiny shaft, her ministrations are driving me absolutely mad with desire. The slow torment seems endless, pleasure bleeding through my veins and drowning me in decadent greed. And then my reward—she wraps her plush lips around my swollen tip, sucking the last drops of precum from the slit. A hungry hum escapes her.

“Come for me,” she whispers, her breath warm against the sensitive flesh. “Let go and come for me.”

Her mouth descends around my cock, her luscious lips wrapping tighter around me, her tongue teasing and sucking. She repeats the motion again and again, her hand guiding the parts of me that her mouth can’t reach. I thrust upward into the heaven of her wetness, moving with her in a smooth rhythm.

I want it all. I want her.

She asked me to come. I’ll obey. I’ll always fucking obey her wishes.

With a roar, I yank my wrists forward, breaking the wooden post. Galina startles, but I’m already on top of her, flipping her over. I press her down, devouring the gasp of surprise she gives. My tongue thrusts inside her mouth as my hips drive into hers. My cock slides through her folds, nudging the entrance, and I nearly lose it then and there.

Groaning against her mouth, I pull back and tease her pussy, sliding the head up and down, but never quite giving her what she craves. Her fingers claw at my arms and the back of my neck, fighting against me for dominance.

“I know what you want, beautiful,” I breathe out against her chest as my teeth close around her nipple, causing her to hiss and arch into me. “Remember, I know.”

“Then give it to me,” she demands, sliding her hands into my hair and tugging, pulling me up to her face. “Don’t you want me to ride you?”

“Wrap those soft, sexy thighs around me and do it, then.” I grab her hair in return and slam my mouth against hers as her legs encircle my waist.

Galina squirms against me, grinding her core against my stiff cock, legs trembling, her breathing erratic.

“I’m going to flip us around,” I warn, aching for her to be on top of me, to take what she wants so badly.

She yelps as I shift our positions, settling her core around the base of my shaft. Slowly, she begins rocking her hips forward and backward, spreading her slick arousal, ready to take the full length of my cock.

“Fuck me before I fuck you,” I hiss out, bucking wildly beneath her.

In one powerful movement, she thrusts her hips forward and releases the tight clasp of her hand around my cock, embedding it fully inside her. Her wet heat glides down my shaft, and I fight not to thrust upward.

“So good.” Her words turn to throaty moans as she adjusts to the stretch.

Suddenly she throws her head back, fucking up and down my erection, demanding my complete surrender. As her hips come down, she rocks with an almost brutal ferocity. With each passing second, her body tightens like a coiled spring and her pussy clenches around me.

Then she slams down one final time, choking on a cry, and shatters around me.

I keep thrusting slowly until her spasm stops, waiting to take control. When she finally falls limp against my chest, panting, I wrap my arms around her back, holding her body to mine. I lock my mouth around her nipple, sucking it deep and slow, making her whimper.

This time, I flip her over to her stomach, forcing her to get on her knees. Then, without warning, I pull her back by the waist, nudging her core with my cock. Without letting go, I lift her torso, holding her pressed against me.

Sliding my hand across her chest, I snake the other down between her legs, toward the mouth of her wet heat. As she moans in pleasure, I sink my fingers deep into her dripping cunt. “God, Vasiliy!” she screams.

Inserting another finger inside her, I pull her closer still, burying myself deep inside her core. With my other hand, I pinch her nipples in the way I know she likes it.

“That feels so good,” Galina sighs, pleasure rippling through her skin as she surrenders to me.

Lost in the sheer indulgence of her flesh, I bury my cock into her again and pump faster and faster, my hands gripping her hips with bruising force as I thrust in and out of her in wild abandon. Her muscles clench around me like a vice, and as her body seizes and shudders, waves of pleasure crash through us both as the power of her climax racks through my dick. I let go, pounding harder, my grip on her tightening.

“Vasiliy! God!”

With a groan, I plant my seed deep inside her with one last, brutal thrust, and she whimpers in response. Shuddering in violent pleasure, her body nearly collapses in my arms. I hold her tightly, slipping out of her and making both of us whimper in the process.

As we lie beside each other, catching our breaths, neither of us is inclined to speak, too caught up in the aftermath. In the knowledge that yet again, our bond remains unbroken.

“We haven’t been here even one hour, and we’ve already left destruction in our wake.” Galina laughs. The sound is so light and carefree that it makes my heart sing.

“That?” I glance over to the broken headboard. “I wouldn’t call that destruction. I’d say it’s…redecorating.”

She smiles again, brushing a soft, sweet kiss against my lips.

After a moment, I curl myself behind her and wrap her in my embrace. We can talk about the future tomorrow. Right now, this. This is perfect.

Galina nuzzles against my chest, and I let my eyes close. Every moment we spend together is one more we take away from a world filled with darkness and blood. One more we spend as two halves of the same soul. Together, no matter what. Forever.