Page 18 of Taken by the Bratva (Bychkov Bratva #1)

Aria

My coffee this morning is the best cup I’ve ever had, and I’ve had coffee all over the world. It isn’t the beans or the machine, either. This is the result of a night of earthshattering orgasms that has had me in a constant state of bliss since waking up. I have nowhere to be but here and no one to answer to but Daniil, who only wants to give me pleasure. How can I not want that, too?

So here I sit on this rainy Wednesday morning, sipping the most delicious coffee I’ve ever had, staring at a box on the table in front of me, wondering what surprise Daniil has in store for me today.

The black box is tied with a white ribbon, and the note folded on top says:

You know I like seeing you in diamonds

and pearls, kukolka.

This was made for you.

One of a kind.

Like you.

Smiling, I pull the ribbon loose and open the lid of the box. I lift back the tissue paper and my mouth drops open.

Oh my God.

What did he do?

I pick up the bottoms and hold them up to see the light dancing off the diamonds. It’s a bra and thong set, made completely of diamonds, aside from the straps of the bra which are made of strings of pearls and the ribbons tying the sides of the thong together made of cream silk. And I use the term bra and thong loosely, because there’s no lining to either piece. They're nets of diamonds.

The sticker on the tissue paper says Almaz Jewelers, so I know these are real diamonds and pearls. Of course they are.

I think I should give Daniil a little show of gratitude for giving me such an extravagant gift.

I go into the bathroom off the kitchen and exchange my clothes I had on for the diamond lingerie. He didn’t want me buying lingerie he wouldn’t see me in, but he had to have ordered this right after I arrived. He said it was made for me, and it had to have taken a while to make.

The top has a claw clasp around the back like a necklace, and the weight of the diamonds on my breasts has my nipples hard, trying to poke through the web of settings.

I put the panties on and tie them at my hips, and the cold of the metal settings and the gems against my pussy is a surprising delight.

Looking in the mirror, I smile at my reflection. I look damn good. Especially with the necklace he gave me yesterday still around my neck.

I take a few steps to leave the bathroom and suck in a sharp breath. Holy shit.

This is going to be a long walk to his office.

The diamonds rub against me perfectly, and I’m more than certain that was a part of the design.

I start walking again, and by the time I get to his office, I’m so fucking turned on, I could come with a few strokes of his fingers against my oversensitive clit. On my slow walk here, I heard Daniil’s deep and authoritative voice on the phone, and I’ve come up with the perfect way to enact a little revenge for these panties.

Without knocking, I push the door open and walk right inside. I feel his eyes on me immediately like the burn of the sun, sending chills through me at the contrast to the airconditioned room. I don’t look at him. I ignore him and walk slowly over to the bookshelf that has the latter beside it.

He switches to Russian as I reach up onto my toes to pull a book out and flip it open, pretending to read the ink on the pages. I put it back and fully bend over at the waist to choose a book on the bottom shelf next, and Daniil growls from his throne behind his desk, then issues a string of harsh words I have no idea their meaning to whomever he’s on the phone with.

After perusing that one, I toss my hair over my shoulder and bend back over to put the book back, but it’s me that lets out a little moan when the diamonds rub my clit and I stay bent over for a longer moment, giving Daniil the perfect view of my barely covered pussy.

When I straighten, I tap my chin like I’m trying to decide what book I truly want, and then run my hands down my chest and sides.

Oh, yes, the latter.

I start to climb the latter and make sure I lift up onto my toes when I reach to the side. I’ve worked hard for the body I have, and Daniil has made it no secret that he likes what he sees, so I’m fully using every inch and angle of it to seduce him.

Daniil continues his conversation on the phone like I’m not here, so I pull a random book and lean my hip against the latter. I smile at the page and then place it back on the shelf. I bring all of my hair over one shoulder and undo the clasp at the back of the top before sliding it off my arms and draping it over one of the rungs on the latter.

Moaning, I run my hands up my stomach and cup my breasts, then continue up and gather my hair, holding it on top of my head for a moment before letting it tumble down my back once more.

Daniil smacks his hand down on the desk, his tone growing more frustrated and strained by the minute.

Ah, this game is fun.

I know he’s going to punish me in the most delicious way.

Tugging at the bow on my right hip, I gasp like it was an accident, and then shrug and pull the left one free, too. I pull the string of diamonds through my pussy and moan loudly as I drape it over the rung right beside the top.

I climb back down the latter and bend over to look at that book on the bottom shelve again, and I’ve officially pushed Daniil to his limit. He barks out some loud words in Russian that I honestly find so damn sexy, and I hear him slam his phone on the desk.

“You’re looking to get fucked bent over like that, aren’t you?”

He’s on me in a second, pressing his hand to my back so I stay bent over while his other hand goes right between my thighs.

“You’re fucking soaked, kukolka.”

I bite my lip to keep my moan in.

“I hope I didn't distract you from your business. I just needed a book.”

His hand comes down on my ass.

“You know I don't like when you lie to me. You knew exactly what you were doing.”

Swirling his fingers at my entrance, I moan for more, but his fingers are gone and I hear him licking them clean.

“You enjoy teasing me.”

“I do,”

I breathe.

“You purposely came in here to distract me with your little show because you were feeling needy.”

“Yes.”

“Your pussy is feeling empty without me inside you?”

“Yes,”

I moan, feeling my core leak with need.

“You distracted me from a very important call. So while you’ll get your way when I bend you over my desk and fuck you hard, then I get to play a little game with you.”

“Please,”

I beg, pushing my hips back against him.

“Such a greedy girl you are. And this pussy,”

he rumbles low, fully cupping me.

“is the greediest I’ve ever had.”

Lifting me with ease around my waist, he carries me over to his desk and practically tosses me on top of it with my toes barely touching the thick carpet.

My pulse is racing, pumping my blood at a rushing rate through me that drowns out the sound of his pants coming undone and him putting on a condom, because without warning, his cock is filling me in a single thrust.

Screaming out at the surprise intrusion, my body welcomes him like it already knew he was coming home.

“Fuck,”

he grunts.

“You’re tighter this way. Now, let me hear you scream, baby. Give me all of it.”

He called me baby again and my pussy contracts around him, loving it.

Daniil groans and slaps my ass, then pulls out and slams back into me. I cry out, my hard nipples brushing the wood beneath me to no relief as I grip the other end of the desk for support.

I’m spread out with no control, and he fucks me relentlessly, keeping his hard and quick pace as he punishes me and gives me exactly what I wanted.

“You’re never in control, Aria,”

he snarls, and I scream when he changes his angle to thrust upward. “Exactly,”

he gloats.

“You’re mine to fuck how I want and when I want.”

“Yes!”

I cry out, both agreeing to his words and loving what he’s doing.

“You interrupt me while I’m doing business and you’ll get fucked like this.”

Daniil suddenly pulls out of me completely and picks up my right leg to place it straight out on the edge of the desk like a half split.

“Daniil!”

“You can take it,”

is all he says, then slams right back into me.

The new angle, open even wider to him, has him reaching deeper inside me and hitting a spot that feels like his cock is shoving my insides out of the way to make room for him.

I’m so far gone that the sound of his voice seems like he’s miles away as he tells me.

“Come. Now.”

And as if my body was waiting for those two words from him, I shatter into a thousand pieces, spread across his desk like his entire goal was for me to leave some of myself behind so he had it to remind him of our time.

Daniil roars his release behind me, his hips flush against me as he finds the same freedom within me as I do with him.