Chapter 26
26
Adrian
S eeing Ivan in his element had me so hard, I could barely think past my need to have him. It was by sheer control alone that I didn’t interrupt him and drop to my knees for him before he finished questioning Boris and Ninel. Part of me was upset the torture hadn’t lasted longer, considering all they’d done to my family and for almost killing Ivan in that plane crash, but I wasn’t sure if my dick could have handled waiting any longer.
As it was, it was going to be a fucking miracle if I didn’t come in my pants just from sucking Ivan’s dick. And the way he was groaning as he drove his cock down my throat and fisted my hair in his hand was driving me quickly toward the edge. I was leaking profusely, and my balls were already drawing up tight.
“I swear to fuck, I’ve never felt a mouth as good as yours,” Ivan growled as he plunged his cock down my throat again. He tilted my head back just the slightest bit and somehow went even deeper. I gagged and moaned around him, tears sliding down my cheeks. His pupils were blown wide as he stared down at me, and his teeth were gritted. Sweat ran down his temples, and fuck, he’d never looked hotter.
He was the only person in this world I’d submit to, and he and I both knew it. But with him, I didn’t feel like lesser of a man. I didn’t feel weak. He made me feel in control, even as he dominated me. Even while he moved me around, directed me, gave me orders, and used me, I knew I still held all the control in my hands.
I just chose to give it to him, and that was a heady fucking feeling. To be able to trust anyone like that was such a treasure, I wanted to nurture my trust in him as much as possible. And I knew in my gut that Ivan would never lead me astray. He’d take care of me and guide me. He’d let me be who I was meant to be without letting me lose control.
“ Fuuuuuck ,” Ivan growled. “You’re such a slut for my cock, Adrian. I can’t get enough of it.”
That was all it took. I moaned around his cock as my eyes rolled back in my head and I came right there, completely untouched, in my jeans. His eyes widened, and then, he pulled out of my mouth so abruptly, I almost fell forward when he released my hair. I looked up at him, tears streaming down my cheeks and drool dampening my chin. I was completely fucking wrecked, and it was all for him.
“Did you…” He looked down at the wet spot forming on the front of my jeans, and he snarled, his chest heaving.
“Ivan—” I hated that my voice trembled, but he couldn’t walk away from me over this. I knew some men weren’t into that whole thing, but I couldn’t fucking control it. He was covered in the blood of our enemies, and he was talking to me like he owned me, and my body just… I just couldn’t hold myself together.
“Strip,” Ivan growled.
I blinked, not understanding his request for a moment. I’d for sure thought he was about to walk out of this room and end everything, and to be honest, I was trying to focus past the panic clouding my brain. Ivan must have caught on because he was suddenly crouching in front of me, and he was gripping my chin, his eyes boring into mine. “Coming untouched just by sucking my cock, kotik , is one of the hottest fucking things I’ve ever experienced. You’re not supposed to come untouched, but this one damn time, I’m going to reward you for it.”
My lungs suddenly felt like they could fully expand. He dropped his hand, then stood. “Now strip, kotik . I’m not in the business of repeating myself.”
Without moving from my kneeling position, I stripped my shirt over my head, then unsnapped my jeans. After sitting on my ass, I wiggled them off, along with my sticky, damp briefs. Once I was completely bare, I moved back onto my knees and placed my palms flat on my thighs, dropping my head in submission.
“Fuck, you are so perfect ,” Ivan breathed. “Just as I knew you’d be. Lift your chin for me, kotik .”
I immediately did as he instructed, lifting my head to look up at him. He rubbed the pad of his thumb over my bottom lip. “I want you on all fours between our enemies.” My breath hitched in my throat, and my cock quickly hardened again. I turned and crawled until I was between their dead bodies, their blood pooled beneath my hands and knees. Ivan groaned. “Good boy.” I shivered. “Lower your chest to the floor. Cheek to the floor. Good. Just like that, kotik ,” he praised as I followed his instructions. “Fuck, your hole is so pretty.” He suddenly slid two damp fingers along my hole, and I sucked in a sharp breath.
“I’m going to fucking wreck you, kotik ,” he promised, his voice husky and full of dark, sensual promises. “You ready to take me?”
I nodded. It would hurt because I knew he wouldn’t spend much time prepping me, but I wanted it to hurt. I craved the pain, and Ivan knew how to hurt me just right .
“Yes,” I croaked. “Fuck me, Ivan.”
His chuckle was dark, and my hole fluttered beneath his fingers. “Just remember, you asked for it, kotik .”