Chapter 25
Alexsey
There was nothing like fucking this woman.
Not just any woman, but a creature so breathtaking that I found it impossible to breathe around her. That had never occurred in my life. There’d been no other woman that had driven me crazy in every way.
Both good and bad.
Yet Halle did so without trying. She challenged me both intellectually and spiritually, allowing me to realize that up to this point I’d been mostly dead inside. How was that possible in such a short period of time?
I had no clue nor was I going to waste much time questioning my feelings for her.
What I knew without question was that I’d erase people from this fucking world if they dared try to hurt her again. While I needed to tell her that Liam was an absolute piece of shit, I didn’t want to alarm her more than she’d already been. But there would come a time when it was necessary.
Until then, I planned on feasting on her for a little while longer.
Her orgasm was electrifying, every muscle in her body twitching while her hot pussy muscles wrapped around my cock, pulling it in deeper. I was sweating, panting. Unable to see clearly.
Hungering.
Needing.
Longing to dominate every inch of her.
That’s what she did to me in spades.
I continued thrusting hard, taking every inch of what I wanted until she finally lowered her head, taking gasping breaths. My cock ached, throbbing to the point of anguish. And my balls were swinging low and heavy, needing to fill her with seed.
Yet I’d meant what I’d said to her. Taking her pussy wasn’t nearly enough.
I needed to claim her ass as mine.
No man was ever going to touch her again.
If they did, they died.
Maybe she hadn’t been completely honest with me or maybe she was as much of a victim as I’d been. At this point, I didn’t give a shit. She belonged to me and nothing would change that.
I took a deep breath and finally pulled my cock free, immediately growling.
Every sound she made drew me into a sweet web that I never wanted to leave.
Rubbing the flat of my hand down her back, I marveled at how soft her skin was. In the wash of tangerine filtering in from the afternoon sun, she had a beautiful glow. The rays also highlighted the blonde streaks in her hair. I could do nothing but sit and bask in her beauty for hours.
That was if my dick wasn’t aching.
She shifted her hips back and forth, snapping me back into reality. Exhaling and with my body shaking from muscular tension, I pressed the tip of my cock against her dark hole.
The way Halle was clawing at the sheets was adorable. While her body was shaking, she arched her back even more. Teasing me.
Inviting me.
And I planned on taking her up on her offer. With an intense need furrowing into my system, I pressed an inch inside. She immediately stiffened, taking several gasping breaths as I was doing.
The moment was special, as crazy as that sounded even to me. Maybe it was true what they said about how living through danger brought passion. I’d never felt such a rush of need as I had since she’d walked back into the living room.
My mind had nagged me that she couldn’t be as innocent as she portrayed. Yet my body said otherwise. I gripped her hip with one hand, smacking her bottom with the other. Feeling the heat that had left a warm blush on her skin was far too enticing.
Her moan was a sweet reward.
Fuck, I couldn’t get enough of her.
Closing my eyes, I tried to keep control of my needs, but was losing the battle. As soon as I hit the tight ring of muscle, I lost it, driving the last few inches inside. The heat was blistering, the tightness catching my breath.
And the rush of adrenaline was almost crippling. I’d never felt such an intense surge of electricity while being with a woman.
There were so many firsts with Halle I could no longer count.
The first woman to openly hate me.
The first woman to openly thwart my commands.
The first woman to act as if she couldn’t care less about my money.
And the very first woman to make me feel as if I could grasp the entire world and make it my own.
With my body still shaking, I pulled out, driving into her tight asshole again. Only this time, much more slowly. I wanted to enjoy the moment before getting my rocks off. I repeated the move and she bucked backward, her back heaving from her exerted gasps.
Unable to resist, I slipped my hand underneath, cupping her voluptuous breast. Which fit perfectly in my hand.
“You’re so bad,” she whispered.
“A ty ochen’ plokhaya, no voskhititel’naya zhenshchina.”
“No fair. What did you say to me?”
Leaning over, I nuzzled against her ear, biting her earlobe before whispering the answer. “I said ‘and you’re a very bad yet delicious woman.’”
“Mmm… Something you should remember.” Her eyelids were half closed, her mouth twisted in such a way I wanted nothing more than to suck on her swollen lips. That would happen when I was finished.
Pulling back, I pinched her nipple until she cried out while I inhaled her sweet scent. At that moment, I felt as if I was the luckiest man alive.
I twisted her diamond hard peak once again, my thrust rougher than the one before. Every sound she made fueled a huge fire until the air around us was suffocating. I finally couldn’t handle being patient any longer, driving into her with brutal, deep strokes.
The rush of vibrations tearing through me remained high as I fucked her. I was rocking her so forcefully I gripped her hip with the fingers of one hand to keep from pushing her down. I wrapped the others around her long hair, jerking back her head.
There was no stopping me, my needs outweighing everything else. Every moan and whimper continued to fuel me, every touch of her heated skin searing my skin. Maybe my actions were sadistic, but I was unable to control myself.
The harder I pushed, the more she responded, pushing back against me until we were rocking the bed. When the headboard slammed into the wall, we both laughed. We were two vastly different people, yet cut from the same cloth.
The same desires.
The same needs and wants.
The same virulent yearning to keep our families safe.
Suddenly, I couldn’t take it any longer, throwing my head back and biting back every sound as my balls filled with cum. As I finally erupted deep inside, I heard her whispered sound of satisfaction.
The only word that continued to spiral through my mind was powerful.
Mine.
There couldn’t be anything sexier than a woman in a man’s shirt. While the one I’d been wearing was way too large for her, the way she wore it with the sleeves rolled up and only three buttons fastened kept my eyes drifting from her face as she talked.
She was sitting with her folded legs to the side, clutching a pillow with one hand, her drink with the other.
Something else I’d never enjoyed before.
Pillow talk. I hadn’t even completely understood the term, thinking of it as needless conversation.
Once I’d been finished with whatever round of passion, I’d left.
Not once had the woman been required to leave simply because I’d never brought anyone into my home. Either this one or my house.
Given the faraway look in her eyes, I could tell she had something on her mind. I studied her, enjoying doing nothing more than leaning back against the pillows while sipping my drink. I wanted her comfortable. I also wanted her to understand she wasn’t leaving.
I’d meant what I’d told her. I’d make a call in the morning to my real estate agent. I’d purchase whatever she needed. Clothes. Toys. It didn’t matter. Hell, she could change the furniture in the condo if she wanted before the house was ready. I couldn’t care less. This had never felt like my home.
Not that the house had felt that way either. It had been a place to sleep, shower, and change clothes. I’d spent more time moving back and forth in the resorts than plopped down on a sofa watching some benign television show.
Which was what I suddenly had the desire to do.
How fucking crazy was that?
“Liam spent my money.”
Her statement was so out of the blue I was momentarily shocked into silence. “If you’re talking about the insurance and settlement money, then yes.”
She nodded and pulled her legs in front so she could wrap one arm around them. She looked so vulnerable when she rested her head on both, turning her face in my direction. “What? You’re so shocked I had a feeling about that?” When I said nothing, she laughed. “I’m not stupid, Alexsey.”
“No, you certainly are not.” I was curious what she thought she knew.
“When I went to work at the bar, part of me did so to remind Liam that I was right there. The other reason why was I needed the money. He’d acted so strange about having the power of attorney.
It had been a thorn in my marriage. I’d tried to play it off in my mind, trying to believe that Sean had been busy and simply hadn’t made the change, but something deep inside had told me that wasn’t the truth.
So I worked there partially for money and partly to stay in his face and find out what the hell he was doing. ”
“Did you?” I brought the glass to my lips, more curious than I was before.
“He was too guarded to let me into his little world, but people came and went often nightly. They’d go into the back room.
The door was locked and they served themselves.
The single time I asked Liam about it, he told me I didn’t need to worry about man’s business.
Can you believe that shit? Now, I honestly didn’t think he’d stoop so low to steal the money from me, but the way he acted…
Let’s just say I won’t be holding my breath. ”
“He’s a piece of shit.”
She nodded in agreement. “Do you think they’re working with the Papadakises selling drugs?”