24. Dimitri
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DIMITRI
S he blinks up at me like an innocent creature. And my every instinct is to corrupt, corrupt, corrupt .
“What are you doing, princess?” I growl.
She doesn’t say a word. Instead, she licks her plump lips, driving me to the point of madness. And in the thick of the night, I might just give in.
“I know you need me,” she says.
“You’re playing dangerous games, little girl,” I growl, injecting a thread of violence into my tone. But instead of scaring her, it only makes her rub her thighs together. She’s always been a wayward thing with me, living on the edge and pushing my limits. “Do you even know what you’re offering?”
“I just...I want to make you feel good,” she says.
Despite all of my reservations, I find myself walking toward her.
She looks up at me with those bedroom eyes. One of the straps of her nightgown has slipped over her shoulder. From up here, I can see the full swell of her breasts. I can see the peaks of her rosy nipples, begging for a man’s mouth. Begging to be sucked on.
“You want to make me feel good?” I ask.
She nods diligently, those big eyes fixed on me.
“And how do you plan on doing that, princess?” I say, sliding my fingers into her hair. Her lips pop open when I tug on the strands, making her tilt her head up at me. “Are you going to let me put my cock inside that bratty little mouth?”
She blinks up at me, her shy nature contradicting with her sudden boldness.
“Do you think you can take it when a man like me fucks your mouth?” I ask.
She licks her lips again. “I can take it.”
My hands move of their own accord. I’m unzipping my pants and pulling my cock out. Her eyes widen when she sees the full swollen length of me. I fist it in my hands.
“What’s the matter, baby?” I ask. “Having second thoughts?”
I slap it against her cheek. And then I do the same on the other side.
“It’s too late for that now,” I say. “I was going to stay away, but you just had to go and tease me even more. You had to make me lose my fucking mind for you.”
I nudge my cock against her lips. She looks startled. Her lips part in surprise. I take the opportunity to slip myself into her warmth. She suckles on my tip like it’s a new lollipop flavor she’s trying out for the first time.
My fingers tighten in her hair. I fist it like I’m paying her for the night and want to get my money’s worth.
“Fuck, princess,” I say. “Even the way you suck my cock is so innocent. I should feel bad about what I’m about to do to you, but it makes me want you even more. I want to be the only one to corrupt you. The only man who gets to own you.”
Gripping the back of her head, I push into her hot little mouth.
Her eyes widen when I hit the back of her throat.
“Get used to it, baby girl,” I say. “This will be a part of your nighttime routine from now on. You’ll wrap these pouty lips around my cock every night and suck on it until I fill your belly up with my seed.”
I thrust deeper into her mouth.
I’m unraveling at the seams. I’m giving her more than she can take.
Her eyes water as I hit the back of her throat with every thrust. Her face turns red as I keep my cock buried inside her mouth.
“What’s the matter, princess?” I ask. “Is it more than you can handle?”
Her eyes flash with defiance.
Keeping those violet eyes fixed on me, she swallows around my length, taking me even deeper inside her.
I curse in Russian. “ Blyat , where did you even learn that? It’s like every part of you was made to drive me mad with lust. You may look like an innocent princess, but you’re doing things only a whore would know.”
I push even deeper inside her, pressing my heavy balls against her chin.And I start fucking her mouth, using it like it’s a toy crafted just for my pleasure.
“Take my come like a good girl now,” I say hoarsely. “Swallow every drop of it.”
I come deep inside her throat.
When I pull out of her mouth, she wipes the back of her mouth delicately and blinks up at me. A wave of shame washes over me.
I told myself I wouldn’t touch her. I was going to keep my distance until I earned her trust.
It’s not her fault that she doesn’t remember me.
“Did I make you feel good?” she asks, looking up at me.
My cock instantly hardens again. She’s always craved my approval. The reasons behind it may be twisted, but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t turn me on.
“You did, princess,” I say. “You were such a good girl. You made me feel so good.”
She gives me a bright smile. I lift her and place her on the bed again, covering her with a blanket. Her breathing quickens again.
“What’s wrong?” I ask.
Her teeth sink into her lower lip as she stares out the window. There’s something on her mind that she doesn’t want to tell me.
“Briar, what is it?” I ask. “Was I too rough on you?”
“No, I liked having you in my mouth,” she says.
Her admission makes me groan. “You can’t keep saying stuff like that, baby.”
She looks at me. Her eyes search mine.
“Can you stay with me tonight?” she asks sweetly. “I don’t want to be alone.”
I shake my head. “I don’t think that’s a good idea, sweetheart.”
“We don’t have to sleep together or anything,” she adds hastily. “Can you just stay until the morning?”
Her cheeks are red again. She’s blushing.It astounds me how she can suck my cock like a pretty little slut one moment and then be shy around me the next.
Her eyes plead me not to go.
Against my better judgment, I find myself nodding. I sit down in the chair by the window.
She continues to stare at me.
“What is it now, princess?” I ask.
“Aren’t you going to sleep?” she asks.
“Not tonight,” I say. “But I’ll stay until sunrise.”
The puppy, who’s been sleeping curled up in the corner of the room until now, wakes up.
“Whiskey,” Briar says, reaching out her arm for him.
He looks at her with adoring eyes, but when he spots me, he runs to me instead. I hold him in my arms as he snuggles against my chest. I stroke his little head, and his eyes instantly start getting drowsy again.
“He likes you more,” Briar says.
I bite back a smile. She sounds upset about it.
“Maybe he’s just sensing that I need him more tonight,” I say. “Animals pick up on things like that.”
As she watches me, I notice a warmth in her eyes that I haven’t seen in a long time. For a moment, it feels like she’s the same girl I fell in love with.
And she looks like she has something to say, but she’s holding back for whatever reason. She always needed to be coaxed into revealing her innermost thoughts.
“Spit it out, princess,” I say. “I know you have something on your mind.”
“I’m scared,” she whispers. “I have no idea what the future will bring.”
“What are you scared about?”
“Everything,” she says. “I’m worried about my sisters. I’m worried Mother will find me. And I don’t even want to think about what happened this morning.”
“Anything else?” I ask.
“You,” she says. “I’m scared of the way you make me feel.”
“And why is that?”
“It’s unexpected,” she says. “All of it.”
She blushes when she says that.
Desire hits me like a punch to the stomach. I want to bury my cock inside her. I want to rail into her until she scratches my back and tears my skin open. I want to fuck her so hard that I’m the only thought remaining in her head.
I want to tell her about the way we loved each other. It was reckless and honest. There was never any room for second-guessing.
I want to tell her the truth about the baby growing inside her.
But I can’t. Not yet.
She’s not ready to hear it yet.
“Go to sleep, princess,” I say.
“I’m trying to,” she says. “But my heart is beating too hard.”
She’s looking at me like she’s trying to read my intentions. All of the words she hurled at me still haunt my head. She told me that I wasn’t any different from her mother. Knowing all the things her mother is responsible for, hearing her say that felt like a slap to the face.
I consider myself thick-skinned. Nothing can penetrate me. But Briar could always cut through me like a knife.
“Remember when I took you to the stables this morning?” I ask.
She squeezes her eyes shut. “Why are you trying to make me relive that?”
“We keep the horses there,” I say. “You can meet them tomorrow.”
Her eyes pop open. “Really?”
“I know you used to be an equestrian,” I say. “There’s an open field nearby. We can take the horses out for a ride.”
“Dimitri, I would love that,” she says.
She gives me a bright smile. And the sight of that alone makes everything worth it.
All of the dark nights and the gloomy days. All the doubt and the chaos. Nothing matters to me more than her happiness.
I press a kiss on top of the puppy’s head. He’s already asleep in my arms.
I glance out of the window. When I glance back at Briar, I find that she’s sound asleep. She’s turned toward me in her sleep, like she’s seeking comfort in me.
As I promised her I would, I watch over her until I see the streaks of dawn in the sky.
I get up from my chair and place the sleeping puppy by Briar’s side. As if she can feel me hovering over her, Briar’s lips part like she wants another kiss. I lean down and press a kiss against her forehead.
“No matter how hard you decide to make this for me, I’ll always love you,” I tell her.
I quietly leave the guesthouse.
My body is tired. Every step I take feels like I’m trying to walk underwater.But there’s still work to be done.
The report on Malorie Thorne must be ready by now.