Chapter 25
Chapter twenty-five
Alisa
Dmitri’s mouth licked and nibbled down my body, moving his conquest further south. When my nightgown got in the way, he ripped it apart with his bare hands.
“I liked that nightgown,” I said.
My slight irritation didn’t stop me from running my hands up the hard muscles of his back, suddenly aware that he was still fully clothed while I was now only wearing pink lace panties.
“For the rest of the weekend, I’m going to picture all these marks carefully hidden under your clothes.” He bit down on the curve of my hip. “And every time you adjust your clothing or feel a ripple of soreness, you’ll be reminded of who owns your entire body.”
Fabric ripped as he tore the lace panties apart. Cool air touched my center, and I couldn’t help the groan that escaped my lips.
“Such a pretty pussy,” he said, his fingers tracing up and down the slit. My head fell back, and my breath turned jerky. When his hand teasingly moved away, I instinctively grabbed for it.
His free hand circled my wrist, and slammed it above my head.
“Be a good girl, or I won’t give you what you want.”
I bit down on my lip to keep from moaning.
He chuckled at my reaction, and I could feel the warmth of his breath on my center. I mindlessly thrust my hips towards the nearness of his lips, but he mercilessly pushed my hips down into the mattress.
“You get nothing unless I decide to give it to you. Now just let go and take it.”
His lips descended on my clit, and that first skillful lick had me shivering under his touch. A deep groan vibrated from Dmitri’s chest.
He held me tightly in place while he devoured me until I was a wordless heap of sensation.
All I could do was mewl under his skillful tongue. When his large finger roughly pushed into my entrance, something deep within my core coiled tight.
“So easy to please,” he tsked while pushing his finger back in at another angle.
As Dmitri brought me closer and closer to the edge, the only thing I could do was gasp out breath after breath and stare into his dark soulless eyes. When he added in another finger, my entire body started shuddering.
Through the darkness, I watched a smirk grace his lips. “So fucking needy for me… too bad I promised not to fuck you earlier.”
His fingers left my body, and I clenched around the emptiness.
“D-don’t stop,” I moaned out, jerking my hips towards his face.
Dmitri stared down at me, his white teeth gleaming in the dregs of the moonlight. It felt like he was baring his teeth, about to devour my soul.
When I realized he wasn’t moving back to finish what he started, I mindlessly slammed my hand down on the mattress. He’d brought me to this needy dripping pinnacle, and he was fucking leaving me here.
“Stop having a tantrum and use your words,” Dmitri said with a dark look in his eyes.
“Screw you,” I said, irritated at myself that I was grinding my hips into the empty air.
His eyes narrowed. “Don’t push me, I’ll leave you like this for the rest of the night. On edge and so close. And every single time you slip away from that cliff, I’ll bring you back screaming just so I can watch you suffer.”
A frustrated noise left my lips. But Dmitri didn’t make empty threats. He’d do exactly as he said, and he’d be keeping true to his promise from earlier.
“What do you want?” I said, clenching my legs together in hopes of gaining some friction.
His eyes gleamed like a wolf who’d finally caught his prey.
I inhaled shakily, and his responding smirk told me he was about to enjoy every single moment he spent toying with me.
“Earlier, I promised not to fuck you unless you begged for it,” he said, his eyes shining brighter in the moonlight. “So I’m honor bound not to continue.”
Dmitri was anything but honorable. I would’ve laughed, but the sadistic gleam on his face warned me that’d be a bad idea. He’d relish leaving me in this position.
“Fucking hell,” I said. My teeth ground together as I tried to force out the words he wanted.
“That doesn’t sound like begging.” He moved closer, and his warm breath skimmed the shell of my ear. “In fact, I usually punish girls who speak to me with that tone.”
My eyes squelched shut as I felt a flutter of need drum its way deep into my core. I’d already crossed more lines than I should’ve. But I knew that once I begged the man who murdered my brother to fuck me into the mattress that I could never come back from it.
As my nipples peaked painfully, I realized that with his tongue and words, Dmitri had taken me closer to an orgasm than any man ever had before. Even though my mind screamed that I’d regret this, my body's need was muffling it.
“Please fuck me,” I said, keeping my eyes closed, so I didn’t have to see his reaction.
When I carefully opened them, Dmitri was smirking down at me. “Kotenok, all you had to do was ask.”
Dmitri slowly pulled down his pants. As I took in the sheer size of his dick, my mouth drooped open.
“Scared, Alisa?” Dmitri said while roughly stroking his monstrous cock up and down.
“I’ve seen bigger,” I lied.
How the fuck was that thing going to fit inside me?
Dmitri chuckled darkly. “Such a liar.” He slowly thrust his dick up against my clit. I quivered at the friction. “Do you want to taste it before I break you in half?”
My mouth watered as I stared at his dick. I wasn’t sure if that could even fit in my mouth let alone my pussy.
Even so, my tongue swirled unconsciously against my lips as I imagined it.
Of course, Dmitri caught that little movement. As he stared at my lips, his eyes became pure pupils.
The mattress strained under his weight as he moved further up the bed. His muscular legs straddled my face, and I could’ve sworn they were twice the size of my neck. Dmitri lightly slapped his dick against my cheek, and my eyes nearly crossed at the degrading manner.
In the past, the men I’d hooked up with had barely bothered with foreplay. Instead, they’d silently shove their dick in, while I stared at the ceiling and waited for it to get better.
But whenever Dmitri touched me, it was like he was hitting all the ports of call on a little known map.
Dmitri ran a huge finger over my closed lips, but he didn’t make a move to shove his terrifying dick down my throat.
“Are you too scared to take it, kotenok?”
The challenge in his words had me opening my mouth and slurping him inside me. Dmitri’s eyes grew hooded as I licked around the huge tip.
“Good girl,” he growled.
Those words broke something inside me, and I shoved him in further, nearly choking from lack of oxygen.
The primal sound that came from his chest had me opening my aching jaw even further.
“Good girls get rewarded.” Dmitri reached behind to play with my clit. My body quivered as he tilted his hips forward, sending his dick down my throat.
“You’re doing such a good job taking my cock,” he said, squeezing the hood of my clit. My legs clenched around his hand, and he increased the pressure.
I moaned around his dick as my entire body started shuddering. His gaze darkened, and he picked up his pace.
“Now you’re going to come for me while I fuck your throat, you pretty little slut.”
He slapped my pussy.
The sensation sent me over the edge. It certainly wasn’t the typical calm fluttering feeling of my self-induced orgasms.
It was like I’d driven a motorcycle off a cliff, and now I was screaming into the ether as I throttled down to the waiting earth.
When I came up for air, literally and figuratively, Dmitri drew his still hard dick from my mouth. Almost affectionately, he rubbed the pre-cum onto my swollen lips.
“You look so pretty with my cum on your face,” he said while spreading the liquid across my cheeks.
“Yo-you–” I said, trying to catch my breath.
“Made you come with my dick down your throat?” he said with a dark laugh. “That’s the least of what I’ll be doing to you.”