Page 11 of Taken by the Bratva (Bychkov Bratva #1)
Daniil
She’s fucking amazing.
My face is buried in Aria with my tongue fucking her virgin pussy and my thumb in her virgin ass, and she’s bucking against my face like she can’t get enough.
Fucking perfect.
“Daniil,”
she moans, sagging against the glass as her thighs loosen around my head.
I pull my thumb out and lick her pussy clean so I don’t miss a drop of my prize.
Wiping my face on her inner thighs, I kiss and lick them clean until she’s writhing against me again.
“Daniil,”
she moans again, and I look up to see her face flushed with pleasure and her perfect dusty rose nipples hard and swollen.
“Pinch your nipples, kukolka,”
I instruct, and her glazed-over eyes drop to mine. “Now,”
I growl.
“You’re going to come again. Play with your nipples for me so I can watch you come again.”
Aria bites her lower lip and takes her hands away from my head to cup her tits, pinching her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers.
“Good girl,”
I praise, and she moans, lifting her hips. My beautiful girl loves when I praise her.
“I want to see you come with just my tongue flicking your clit and you pinching and pulling your nipples. Do you think you can do that, kukolka?”
“Yes,”
she breathes on a sigh, her pussy leaking as she tugs on her taut peaks – moaning.
I keep my eyes on hers as I swirl my tongue around her hard little clit, and her hips jerk forward. Flicking my tongue back and forth, quicker and quicker, and then slowly, and back to quicker.
Aria rubs and pulls on her nipples, and massages her plump flesh until her pussy is leaking down her ass and onto my hands holding her up. Her thighs quiver on either side of my head as her face scrunches in a beautiful strained pain, trying to hold back what’s mine to take.
“Let go,”
I growl against her pussy.
“Come. Now.”
At my demand, she gives in and wails a sexy cry as she comes, her entire body shaking.
I know she’s given me everything she has for now, so I lower her into my arms and carry her through the house to the spare bedroom beside the master. I pull the covers back with one hand before laying her down, and though her eyes are closed, I know she’s not fully asleep yet.
“I win,”
I whisper in her ear, and she grunts out a little chuckle.
“Did you?”
she croaks.
“I don’t remember you starting a timer. How do you know I didn’t win?”
“Because I aways win. However, this time, I’ll give you both prizes. You’re going to remain naked for twenty-four hours starting now, and I’ll give you my credit card when you wake up so I can watch you buy everything you want.”
Yawning, she asks sleepily.
“Don’t trust me to use your laptop on my own?”
“Not yet, kukolka.”
Her lips turn up in a little grin.
“What does that mean?”
“Rest now. I’ll want more later.”
Her smile widens as she curls into the covers, and I have the strange urge to crawl into bed with her so I can hold her. I have no idea why. I never just sleep with women. I fuck them and then leave. I never linger. I never hold them. I never want anything else from them other than to get off, and yet here I am, standing over Aria after I made her come for the third time while I haven’t even once, and I’m thinking about holding her? What the fuck is wrong with me?
I walk out of there before I can think too hard on how good it would feel to have her warm naked body tucked against mine, and how easy it would be to wake her up with my tongue spearing her sweet cunt.
Fuck.
I need to keep some distance between us if I’m going to remain in control of myself this week.
* * * *
“Should we all be here right now?”
Maksim asks.
“Yes,”
Andrei answers for me.
“Because we all need to know what the fuck is going on. Daniil? Why did Kirill call me to say you’ve taken a Carfano girl to the safe house and that we all needed to come here for a meeting?”
“Because I did exactly that and I wanted to warn you about what may come of it,”
I tell him, not letting his tone get the better of me.
“You mean a fucking war?”
he seethes.
“Because when they find out you’ve taken one of their women, they’re going to come for us with everything they have.”
“I didn’t take her. I gave her a choice and she came with me willingly.”
Kirill shakes his head.
“What?”
I bark, hating that I even have to explain myself to my brothers right now.
“I saw you on the cameras, Daniil. You blindfolded her and walked her out of the club after you had her bodyguard or boyfriend, or whoever the fuck he is, knocked out and carried out of there. Where is he? I’m pretty sure he has to check in with someone on the girl, right?”
“Daniil,”
Maksim groans, rubbing his hands over his face.
“I blindfolded her so she wouldn’t know where the fuck we were going, not because she didn’t want to come with me. And that piece of shit is her bodyguard, not her boyfriend,”
I clarify, as if it would’ve mattered if he was her boyfriend.
“He’s at the Coney safe house with Aleks and Boris for the week, and I have his phone in case anyone contacts him.”
“And her sister?”
“Sister?”
Liev asks, a little too intrigued.
“Her twin sister that came to the club this morning first before the real Aria from last night came about a half hour later.”
“Jesus, Kir, stop fucking airing my shit out.”
He shrugs.
“Don’t come to my club then where I have cameras everywhere.”
“Daniil, just tell us what’s going on. I have a date tonight,”
Liev says.
“A date,”
Kirill snorts.
“Is that what you call calling up one of the women on your roster and inviting her and her friends to my club, then fucking her in one of the VIP booths? All while drinking my liquor and not paying?”
“Shut up. You know I’m good for business. The women talk up the club and go back all the time with their friends.”
“Yes, to see if you’re there and if they can have VIP because they ‘know you’.”
I close my eyes and pinch the bridge of my nose.
“Everyone sit,”
I bark, and wait until my brothers are all seated before I continue.
“Aria Carfano is going to stay here with me for a week. No one is to know we’re here, and I’m going to be working from here for the week, so call my burner number or the landline. I’m keeping my regular phone off just in case.”
“Jesus Christ, Daniil. Why the hell are you doing this?”
Andrei asks.
“Risking the peace we have with the Carfanos and risking all our lives? For her? You just met her last night. Has she hypnotized you with her magic pussy or some shit? Because it’s happened to me, but I’ve always snapped out of it after an hour or so and she starts talking crazy shit like we’re destined to be together. We can get her out of here and bring her home if she’s talking crazy shit like that. I mean, how do you know she wasn’t sent to infiltrate us? How do you know she’s not playing you? She knows who you are, right?”
My hand is itching to reach for my gun, but I fist my hands at my sides to keep from shooting my brother. He’s not wrong in that Aria has me doing, thinking, and saying shit that’s not normal for me, but she’s not a goddamn spy for her family.
“First, I’m going to need you to shut the fuck up before I do something to make you less appealing to the women who love falling to their knees for you. And second, she wanted nothing to do with me because she already knew who I am.”
I step up to him and he stands from the couch, going toe-to-toe with me. I still have an inch on him, though.
“Don’t ever fucking talk about her like that again.”
“Daniil, calm down,”
Nikolai says, coming between us. Turning to Andrei, he shoves him.
“Why the fuck are you provoking him? Sit down.”
Back to me, he says.
“Daniil, brother, we’re just trying to understand what’s going on. You don’t do shit like this, and we, as your brothers, want to make sure you’re good.”
He’s always trying to be the voice of reason.
“There’s nothing to understand. I wanted her, so I made sure she’d be mine for the week, and that’s it. Her family is the only complication and I’ve taken the steps to make sure they don’t bother us or find out.”
“Which is why you’re here.”
“Yes. And now I’m done explaining myself,”
I tell them, looking each of them in the eyes so they know not to question me further.
“Do you plan on keeping her bodyguard alive? He knows you have her,”
Kir says.
“What are you going to do at the end of the week?”
I clench my jaw.
“I promised her I wouldn’t kill him.”
“And you agreed? What’s to stop him from telling Leo about what you did when he’s free? I doubt he’ll be happy to find out you’ve kept one of his men locked up while you were busy fucking his cousin. He’ll come after us.”
“I’ll handle Leo if it comes to that. But it won’t. Just be vigilant this week.”
“Fine.”
Andrei stands and buttons his suit jacket.
“You’ve warned us, and now we all have shit to do. We wouldn’t want to keep you from the girl that might get us all killed. Her pussy better be worth turning your back on you brothers.”
“Aw, fuck,”
one of them mutters, while another says.
“You fucking idiot.”
Before I even know what I’m doing, I have Andrei on the floor under me, my knuckles bloody, and his nose and lip are busted.
Shit, what did I do?
I don’t hurt my brothers.
I don’t ever lay a hand on them.
I protected them from that and took all the pain for them growing up.
FUCK!
It’s her.
It’s Aria fucking Carfano driving me to hurt the few people in this god forsaken world I’ve vowed to never hurt and protect with my life. She made me break that promise.
Fuck, fuck, FUCK!
“I’m sorry,”
I choke out, looking down at my hands and getting a flashback of when the devil who we used to call our father would shove his bloody fists in my face.
“Look what you made me do, Daniil! This is your fault. You need to keep your brothers quiet if you want this to stop. When you look at your mother’s face in the morning, know that it might as well have been you who hit her.”
“Go.”
I shake my head to get rid of his face from my memory and flex my hands so the pain brings me back to the present as fast as possible.
“I’m sorry, Andrei.”
The foreign words that rarely, if ever, leave my lips, surprisingly don’t feel like acid burning my mouth on their way out like they used to when I was forced to apologize to him for being the reason my mom was used as a punching bag.
“Everyone go. Leave.”
I walk away from them, avoiding their eyes, and go out onto the terrace.
The sun has set, but the sky is still glowing and the air still holds onto the heat from the day.
I close my eyes and focus on my breathing like I do when the flashbacks hit and send me back to that dark place.
I focus on one of the only happy memories I have from my childhood and let it push away the darkness.
My mom is smiling.
She only does that now when it’s just her, me, and my brothers.
On this day, she’s taken us out to buy new shoes for school and my father spent the rare night away so my mom didn’t have to wake up with fresh bruises.
We bought our shoes and then lunch, and took it to eat on Brighton Beach.
The sun is shining, my brothers are laughing, and my mom passes me a bag of my favorite gummy candies – sugar coated orange slices.
She gives me a secret smile like she does every time she surprises me with a bag of them, telling me she’s thinking of me.
Just me. And thanking me the only way she can because the words seem to never come up. I don’t need the words anyway. I’d do anything for her and my brothers.
Eating those gummy candies in the sun, the sand between my toes, the waves crashing, my mom smiling and brothers laughing – it’s the only happy memory I know to use to bring me back to the light.
Those candies were the first thing I thought of when I tasted Aria.
She tastes like a happy memory.
She tastes like sunshine and the perfect day at the beach.
* * * *
I’m outside long enough that the sky has no lingering touch of daylight left, and a warm, light rain has begun to fall. I didn’t even notice when it started raining, and I barely feel it touching me now.
I may have found my way out of the past knocking at my head, but I’m still not fully back in the here and now.
The feeling of eyes on me has me looking over my shoulder to find a naked Aria in the open doorway, backlit by the lights of the living room.
Seeing her standing there, naked just like I told her to be, snaps me all the way back to the present.
The sight of her has me hard as fuck, but also makes me angry all over again. I ball my fists, the stretching of my raw knuckles fueling my anger because she’s the source of it all.
I start to stalk across the balcony towards her and her eyes widen as she stumbles backwards.
“I…I didn’t want to bother you. There was yelling and a lot of voices, so I waited to come down until I heard everyone leave and it was quiet for a while.”
Pausing, her eyes dart around the room like she’s looking for somewhere to run or hide. Finding nowhere and nothing as I’m blocking her path, Aria clears her throat and says with more confidence.
“I was thirsty. You were out there in the rain for at least an hour. I was just –”
she cuts off, her delicate throat working around a swallow as fear permeates the air around her.
“What?”
I ask harshly.
“You were just what?”
Aria shakes her head, not answering.
“You were just checking on me?”
I taunt sarcastically, which has her face hardening, all traces of unease and fear gone.
“My mistake. I’m going to go find some clothes.”
She takes a step to the side and I move with her.
“The fuck you are,”
I growl, stepping up to her and cupping one of her tits, immediately pinching her nipple to get her undivided attention. Aria gasps, her eyes wide and wild, but she doesn’t push me away.
“You lost the bet. You’re staying naked. I don’t give a fuck if you’re mad or you don’t like what I say or do, you’re going to follow through on every game we play this week.”
I tweak her nipple and her eyes melt before me, another little gasp of surprise from her plump lips that makes my dick jump.
“Understand?”
I ask, keeping my voice low to keep her relaxed.
“Yes,”
she says quickly, all breathy and sexy.
“You know I know what you need, kukolka. You know I’ll take care of you.”
“Yes,”
she moans, her head falling back and pushing her chest further into my touch.”
“That’s right,”
I praise, and take my hand away.
“Now, get on your knees.”
“Wh-what?”
she questions timidly, her eyes back on mine and nervous.
“You heard me. You’re the reason my brothers are questioning my loyalty to them. You’re the reason I hurt one of them for the first time in my life. So, again. Get. On. Your. Knees. Now,”
I emphasis, loving the wide-eyed innocent look she’s giving me, telling me she really hasn’t done this before.
Fuck, she’s perfect.
The perfect little mafia princess that’s been kept untouched, only for me, the son of the devil, to be the one to take the pretty doll out of her packaging and ruin her for anyone else who wants to play with her.
Although, with a naked Aria in front of me, beautiful and flawless, the thought of another man standing in my place has my anger rearing its ugly head.
“On your knees, Aria,”
I order with more force behind my words, and she finally listens.
She keeps her eyes on mine as she lowers herself to the hardwood floor at my feet.
Good girl.
Maybe she’ll have bruises on them by the time she’s done so she’ll remember this moment.
I’m tall, but so is she, so down in front of me, she’s the perfect height to take me as she is.
Reaching out, I push her silken hair over her shoulder and drag my fingertips over her soft skin, from the tops of her shoulders to over her clavicle, and then tilt her chin up so I can see all of her beautiful face.
I remove my jacket and toss it to the floor.
“Take my cock out.”
Her pupils dilate and I know she’s ready to prove herself.
Aria reaches for my belt with steady hands and takes care of my belt, button, and zipper, but then pauses, biting her lip.
I take her hand and place it over my cock that’s straining at the fabric of my pants. Her eyes widen and dart down to my hand over hers.
“Feel how hard I am?”
She nods.
“That’s for you, kukolka.”
Satisfaction flashes in her eyes.
“You piss me off and make me do shit I don’t want to do, and have never done before, and yet I’m ready to bust out of my fucking pants for you.”
The words come out angry and rough, but all I see is satisfaction in her eyes.
“Now take my fucking cock out so I can see how you look with it stuffed in your mouth.”
Her nipples pucker and a sexy blush creeps across her chest as she reaches into my suit pants and wraps her delicate hand around me. She gasps and I clench my jaw to keep from letting her know how much her touch affects me.
Jesus Christ, she might ruin me as much as I’m going to ruin her.
Pulling my cock free, Aria breaks eye contact and stares at my dick like she’s entranced by it, and it only makes me harder. Painfully so.
She slides her hand down my length, watching her own movement, and licking her bottom lip when she sees the beads of precum leak from my tip like she’s wondering what I taste like and can’t wait to find out.
“Taste me,”
I grunt, resisting the urge to fuck her mouth as punishment. But I can’t this first time. She needs to learn that she’ll enjoy having my cock in her mouth before I use it as my way of keeping her under my control.
“Lick my cum, kukolka.”
Aria’s little pink tongue peeks out as she leans in to swipe it over the swollen tip of my dick, her eyes finding mine again as she leans away and hums.
“You taste good,”
she tells me softly, her innocence shining through for a second, making my dick jump in her hand and the need to be inside her mouth almost too much to handle.
“I’ll taste even better in your mouth as I’m coming down your throat. Open up, pretty girl.”
Aria gives me a wicked little grin and pops her mouth open, giving me all the invitation I need to flex my hips forward and paint more of my cum that’s leaked out around her lips.
Aria gets this look in her eyes that has me realizing she’s not just an innocent body and soul I’m risking everything for. She’s a goddamn siren luring me towards what may very well be my demise.
But if my ending was to come from the consequences of having her every which way I want her, then I might agree to the terms.
Without licking my cum from her lips, Aria keeps her eyes on me as she circles the head of my cock with her tongue and sucks the tip completely between her lips.
“Fuck,”
I grunt, unable to hold back, and her eyes flash with satisfaction.
“Suck harder,” I order.
She does, and I gnash my teeth together so fucking hard, I don’t know how I didn’t break a goddamn tooth.
“Open wide and take as much of me as you can.”
Her hand tightens around me as she guides me into her virgin mouth – her cum covered lips stretching so fucking beautifully around me.
She stops halfway down, panic flooding her eyes.
“Breathe through your nose,”
I tell her, running my fingers through her hair to cradle the back of her head.
“Hold me at the base with your hand and use it for the rest of me you can’t take in your mouth. But,”
I add, tightening my grip on her hair.
“you will take more of me if you want me to come down your throat, Aria. I know you want me to. I know you want to taste more of me and want me coating your insides, right?”
She manages to nod and I stroke her cheek.
“Now be a good girl and suck my cock like the dirty girl I know you can be for me.”
Aria moans around me and I push into her further, loving the feeling of her throat working around swallow after swallow, just out of reach of the end of my dick.
I hold her there for a moment and then loosen my grip on the back of her head so she can slide back for a full breath. A quick learner, she swirls her tongue around me and then bobs right back down. Her eyes are on mine the entire time, and I sure as fuck have nowhere else I’d rather look than into her light brown eyes as she takes my cock for the first time.
Aria on her knees for me is going to be a sight I need to see as many times as possible this week.
“Suck harder, baby,”
I instruct, the sentiment slipping from my lips a little too easily. I don’t fucking call women baby. Ever. It makes them think I care about them more than to get off.
Aria doesn’t get dreamy-eyed over it though, and instead, does exactly as I instruct. And because she follows directions so well, I keep telling her exactly what I want her to do and she does it, making my cock grow harder than I can remember ever being while being sucked off.
“You want your reward?”
I taunt, guiding her to move faster with my hand behind her head.
She manages a grunt in agreement, and the vibrations have me growling out a groan and me telling her in a ragged, rough voice I don’t know as my own.
“Take what I give you and you’ll get my cum.”
Where she was partially in control before, now I take over completely. I gather her strands of silk in my fist and thrust my hips forward, fucking her mouth.
No panic in her eyes.
No fear.
Only a lust-filled gaze as I take from her exactly what I want.
The fire I’ve been pushing away starts to travel down my spine no matter that I want to make this last longer. She starts to try and swallow and I fucking lose it, thrusting forward until I hit the back of her throat. She does it again around me.
“Fuck!”
I grunt, my vision losing focus on her as I come down her throat, harder than I have in I don’t know how long.
She’s amazing.
She’s fucking perfect.
My cum shoots down her throat, and knowing my seed is inside her, a part of her, gives me immense satisfaction. The possessive side of me I didn’t have before yesterday surges forward again, making me want to demand she never suck another man’s cock, let alone let him come down her throat like I did. I want it to be just me in her.
When she’s taken it all, I loosen my grip and guide her off me, my cock still hard and in need of more. Especially when I leave her mouth with a little pop and she sits back on her heels, licking her lips that are now swollen and a little red.
I need more.
I need all of her.
I’d fuck her right here on the floor or bent over the couch if I had no restraint, but she deserves one good thing about her first time that she’s being denied by it being with me.
I’m not a gentleman.
I’m not even a nice man.
But I’ll give her the comfort of a bed as I claim my perfect little doll for the first time and ruin her for every other man.
I’m going to be her first. I’m going to be who she compares everyone to, and goddamn it to fucking hell, I want her memory of her first time to not be filled with regret, even though she might regret her time with me in the end anyway.