Chapter 47
Ivan
Not Drunk Anymore
My lashes fluttered open, and I winced, adjusting to the morning light filtering in through the curtains.
I shouldn’t have been surprised when I felt the warmth of her small hands exploring my dick in fascination.
Groaning, I rolled over and faced her. Her sweet little face greeted me with expectancy, and my cock stood at attention.
“I’m not drunk anymore,” she cheered.
“Mm-hmm, but technically, it’s Alek’s day,” I teased, stretching out in the bed.
I reached my arms above my head and let out a low moan of satisfaction. The sheets rustled as she moved closer to me, her smile widening a fraction.
“I know, but I need to give myself to you properly. He’ll understand.”
“Will he, now? You sure about that? He’s pretty mental about you still.”
I pushed loose strands of wayward hair back from her face.
“This is true, but in this instance, he’d probably cheer me on. I’ve been told you’ve become quite the bear to be around.” She pushed me onto my back. Seemed someone wasn’t going to take no for an answer.
“Yes, well, if they knew how to mind their own business, maybe it wouldn’t have been so hard for them.”
“Except they were minding their own business. Me. I’m their business.” She swirled her finger around the tip of my cock, spreading my precum. Fuck, she was entirely too distracting. “It’s one of the reasons I love them so much.”
I moved her hands and scooted back against her headboard, sitting up. I pulled her onto my lap. “Tell me, then, what do you love about my brothers?”
“Alek’s my secure space. Foremost, he’s my protector and my Master.
He takes the responsibility of me to the extreme in his possessiveness, but I secretly love it.
Relying on him to be my fortress and to guard me, I trust him fully.
I crave his correction because he helps me to see clearly.
” Her voice filled with emotion, and I rubbed her back, relishing in the softness.
“And Nik?” I asked.
“Nik’s my ultimate safe space. He’s my encourager, my cheerleader.
He challenges me to see myself differently.
I trust his boundaries will ultimately lead to my overall growth, because even though he hasn’t said it, he loves me.
Relying on him to be my compass and to guide me gives me a sense of freedom.
Plus, he likes to break me and then put me back together in the most beautiful ways.
He also loves it when I’m a dirty girl.”
I nodded, thinking how much that fit him and how proud he would be to have that role in her life.
“Do you want to know what I love most about you, Blade?” She traced the tip of my tattoo. My heart beat wildly in my chest. I was dying to know. She already owned me, mind, body, and soul.
“I do.” I pulled her closer. She ran her fingers through my hair and then traced my face as she spoke.
“You’re my quiet place. Right here, in bed, in the war room, in your arms, anywhere with you.
You provide structure and peace to my soul.
And my soul is sometimes weary, ugly, and even raging.
No matter what it looks like, you’d never shrink away.
I know that now. I was such a fool to think you could love me less. ”
Her bottom lip quivered, and she tried to speak, to say something more, but the words seemed caught in her throat. Tears welled up in her eyes, like liquid glass blurring the color. She took a shuddering breath, and then, as if the dam burst, she collapsed against my chest, sobbing.
“Shh, little love, I’m here.”
The sound of her cries filled the room, and her shoulders shook. My chest grew damp with her tears as I wrapped my arms around her, burying my face in her hair. Her distinct honeysuckle scent enveloped me.
“You’re my beloved and my heartbeat, my comforter, my gentle giant, my beast. I rely on you to be the voice of reason and to quiet the noise inside my head.” She leaned in and kissed me.
She clung to me, as if afraid I might disappear. I rubbed soothing circles on her back while her sobs quieted into hiccups. I continued holding her, rocking her slightly until she relaxed.
“Please, my beloved, I want to give myself to you. The right way.”
Her little voice trembled, and I thought I’d never seen anything as beautiful as her vulnerability.
How could someone want to destroy something so pure?
She leaned back, and her eyes were a mirror image of how I felt.
I kissed her and let my hands skim her legs.
Goose bumps erupted over her body, and she shivered.
Feeling the heat radiating from her center, I deepened my kiss. My hands moved down her spine and to her waist. I pushed her back against my legs, far enough for the tip of my cock to rim her entrance.
Looking at the soft round curves of her beautiful breasts, I smiled mischievously. I held her there, watching the anticipation grow in her eyes. Her little hands rested on my shoulders, kneading them.
“What are you thinking?” she asked.
“How I can’t wait to see these clamped.” I pinched her nipples and watched her face. “I think I’ll buy you a set that includes a clamp for this too.” I moved one of my hands between her legs, grabbed her swollen clit with my fingers, and pinched it. Her eyes grew wide.
“They make something like that?” Wonder filled her voice.
I laughed, forgetting how incredibly innocent she actually was. “Yes, little love, and each breath you take while wearing it will pull on both ends of the chain.”
She flushed as I spoke. I grabbed her hips, and she sucked in her breath and looked down at where our bodies connected.
“You seem fascinated. Tell me, do you want this?” I asked.
Reaching down, I grabbed my cock, rubbed it along the length of her slit, and coated myself. I wanted to make sure she was ready for me, so I teased her clit.
“I really, really do,” she whimpered.
“The sweetest honey in all the world. I swear I could come just rubbing against you like this.” I drew small circles on her pussy.
She began moaning as her hips sought more. Then angled her body so I was once again rimming her entrance.
“Look at me. I want to watch your face as my cock claims you.”
The moment our gazes locked, something in her shifted.
There was an expectancy, and she was breathless before me.
I reached for her waist, guiding her toward me as I buried my entire length in her tight, little cunt.
My breathing hitched as she clamped around me.
The pads of her fingers pressed deeper into my shoulders, possessive now, dragging me further under her spell.
“Oh, little love, you’re drenched. Like you were anxiously awaiting my cock to be inside you.” I pushed in a little farther, stretching her, filling her inch by slow inch. Her head fell back, and her hair tickled my thighs.
“God, you’re beautiful,” I said, pinching her nipples.
“If I died right now, I would be the happiest man on earth.” I palmed her breasts as she pushed them into my hands, and groaned.
“The feel of your pussy with its fucking death grip is both heaven and hell.” I continued playing with her nipples, pulling and tugging on them as my cock sat inside her, throbbing.
I pushed her back, withdrawing from her depths, and then plunged back in, watching her face. Nothing beat this. Even the fucking feeling of her fingers as they dug into my shoulders was turning me on. I continued taking my time with her.
“You’re so fucking tiny,” I spoke in her ear as she shivered. “Please tell me if I’m hurting you.”
“I will. But right now, oh god, you’re not. It feels so full, though. It’s a wonder it fits at all.” She shuddered on my cock.
Smiling, I leaned in and kissed her. She tensed her inner muscles and met my thrusts, our rhythm becoming wilder and more frantic. I let her set the pace, and soon she was doing all the work. I reached down between her legs and fingered her clit, listening to her moan.
“You like that, huh?” I growled as I stroked her clit and let her fuck me. “Do you prefer something slow and steady, or fast and hard?” I demonstrated each differing stroke on her clit, building her orgasm.
“God, whichever one you pick. I don’t care, just don’t stop,” she begged, lost in the feeling as she ground her hips into me, squeezing me. “You’ve got me close,” she cried out.
I grabbed her head, put my lips to her ear, and spoke, stilling her hips despite her whimpers.
“I know you are. Your body tells on you. Your legs start to shake, and you keep squeezing me harder and harder. Listen to my voice because, in a few seconds, I’m going to take over, and when I do, I want you to look deep into my eyes.
I want to watch you as you let go all over my cock. ”
She trembled on my lap and nodded. I pushed her back and started fucking her, her eyes locked on mine and her mouth opened.
“Wait for it…wait…wait.” I teased her as I stared into her eyes. They were so dilated that only a tiny bit of the color could be seen.
“That’s my good girl, so very obedient.”
She practically convulsed at my words. I put one hand back down between her legs and rubbed her clit, watching her become unhinged.
“Come,” I commanded her, and she cried out, clenching around me, coming hard.
I marveled as pure pleasure racked her little body. She bucked against me as her nails drew blood. Her eyelids feathered closed as she whimpered my name.
“Yes, that’s my girl, my beautiful, beautiful girl.” I held her to me as I slowed down to let her recover a bit, caressing her back as she fought to control her breathing.
“My turn. Hold on to me,” I growled into her ear. I scooted us forward enough so she could wrap her legs around my waist.
My mouth moved across her neck, but she grabbed my face and brought her lips to mine. I took her offering, kissing her in desperation. Instant fire coursed through me as I consumed her. Her arms wrapped around my neck and massaged me.
I thrust into her with shallow strokes, rubbing the base of my cock against her clit with each thrust. It was so easy to get lost in her as wave after wave of pleasure shot through me.
Hearing her whimper and moan was exquisite and so damn intimate.
I made sweet love to her, my hands caressing her back, her ass.
She was panting once more, and her hands pushed the hair back from my face. “Ivan?” she cried out, sounding afraid. I felt it too. The connection between us had reached a spiritual level.
“I’ve got you, little love. I’ll never let you go. You’re safe,” I whispered as I clutched her.
“I need you to know I love you so much. So fucking much,” she gasped, her legs shaking. She sunk her hands into my hair. “Always and forever, you will be my beloved.”
I let out a guttural, primal sound at her words, and my body tightened and jerked beneath her.
Roaring out her name, I poured myself deep into her pussy.
She ground against me, throwing her head back.
She came again, her mouth parted, with no sound coming out.
Silent tears streamed down her face as she exploded around me.
The strength of her orgasm was staggering.
I held her as we stroked every bit of pleasure out of one another that we could.
She whispered my name over and over in my ear, collapsing in my arms, utterly spent.
I scooted back, clinging to her. As her eyes closed, I slid out, and her breathing became deep.
I’d never experienced anything like making love to her, my release so powerful it rocked me.
Holding her tiny frame against my chest, her soft breath against my flesh, was like a gentle, warm summer breeze.
It was absolute heaven to have her in my arms again.
I kissed her forehead and watched her sleep for a long time.
“Little love,” I murmured in her ear, knowing she was in a deep sleep state. She sighed contently at the sound of my voice.
“You’re mine. I’ve wasted so much time trying to run from you. I’ll never let you go.” I pulled her tighter, running my fingers through her hair and losing myself in the soothing motion. So much so that I was startled when Alek’s voice rang out.
“Took your stubborn ass long enough.” He was leaning against the doorframe.
“How long have you been there?” I teased, smiling and feeling light. Kinsley stirred.
“Is that my Reaper creeper, come to see me?” she asked sleepily, her eyes struggling to open.
“Good morning, kitten. Did you sleep well?” He stalked closer to the bed, bent down, and kissed her cheek.
“I did. Guess what? Ivan loves me again,” she said shyly.
“Does he, now?” He laughed as I shook my head.
I smacked her on the ass. “I don’t recall saying those exact words to you.”
She whipped her head around. “You don’t have to say the words. None of you do. I know it. I feel it here.” She put her hand on her heart, then rolled over, stopping to make sure the sheet was covering her. Patting her side of the bed, she gestured for Alek to sit.
“Plus, Ivan wants to get me a set of nipple clamps and also a clamp for my…with a chain…” Her words trailed off as Alek raised an eyebrow, and I threw my head back in laughter as she corrected herself.
“I mean, it also has a clit clamp. He wants me desperate for him. If that doesn’t say I love you, I don’t know what does.” Her face turned the loveliest shade of red. “Does it hurt a lot, though? Like on a scale of one to ten? What are we talking?” Her brow furrowed.
“You’re killing me,” I said, raking a hand through my hair.
Alek hugged her and turned to me. “Why don’t you take my night tonight? Spend the entire day together, just the two of you. I recall I owe you a favor. The guys and I will take your interviews for the day.”
Alek’s face was so serene at that moment, and I loved that he knew I needed more time with her. He grinned slyly as he handed me a small duffle bag. “Marcus insisted I bring this with me. I see why now.”