Chapter 21 - Valery #2
The cascading effect we have on each other is building.
He pulls out of me until all that’s in me is the tip of his monstrous cock.
Then, catching me by surprise, he slams into me, jolting my body and stealing the air from my lungs. I scream and dig my nails into his flesh, and he does it again. And again.
Purposeful, controlled thrusts, each one followed by a pause in which he watches my reaction.
A darkly divine smile lights up his face.
“Again,” I gasp, tilting my head back and arching my back.
My pussy is pulsing around his cock, throbbing over him, undulating pleasure through me.
He begins to move faster in steady, smooth strokes. His cock fills me up, pulls out, leaves me begging for more, and then returns with more intensity.
Each thrust pushes me closer to the edge.
I have so many emotions flooding me that tears begin to streak down my cheeks. Jaroslav notices, but he doesn’t stop. He gently brushes the pad of his thumb across my cheek and fucks me even harder.
“You are too beautiful, too perfect, and I never want to let you go, little raven,” he whispers as he leans over me. “You are everything I’ve ever dreamed of and more.” His cock penetrates deep inside me as his words penetrate my heart.
I open my mouth to answer him, to tell him I love him too, but I can’t find the words as pleasure quickly saturates my body and my legs begin to shake.
Jaroslav groans with pleasure too, feeling my body lock onto his. My pussy is pulling him deeper, pulsing and throbbing.
My orgasm hits me like a tidal wave. It washes over me, wave after wave, and as I lose myself in the throes of ultimate pleasure, I feel him go rigid inside me and explode his own desire into my body—my body that belongs to him.
Lying wrapped in his arms, with my legs threaded through his, my breasts against his chest, we haven’t spoken yet, our hearts only just starting to beat a slower rhythm.
We are speaking to each other without words as his hand traces slow, swirling shapes down my back, and my hair falls in a silky wave over his side.
I’m ready to tell him now.
That he’s going to be a father. That I’m carrying his baby. I don’t even need to speak to him about my worries anymore, as his actions have told me everything I need to know.
I raise myself on my elbows, propping myself up, my back arched against his broad hand. He cocks his head to the side as my eyes meet his. A beautiful smile spread over his lips, and warmth flooded his eyes.
“Hi, gorgeous,” he grins.
I grin back at him, unable to stop myself despite the serious nature of what I need to tell him.
“J, I need to tell you something,” I say, my voice quieter than I expected. I clear my throat and take a breath.
Just as I open my mouth to share my secret, his phone rings, a jarring sound that comes from somewhere on the floor, from the pocket of his discarded pants.
“Shit,” he mumbles. “Sorry, ignore it,” he says, shaking his head.
I laugh. “No, it’s ok, answer it. We can speak after. It might be important. It’s pretty late for someone to be calling unless it is important.”
I roll off him, and he sighs, reluctantly getting up to answer the call.
I listen to the one-sided conversation, watching him stand naked in the moonlight spilling through my bedroom window. I can’t help smiling again, because I’m truly happy. I’m confident in my decision.
“What?” he snaps, his voice tight with fear.
I sit up in bed, my heart speeding up.
“But they’re with you now? They’re ok?” he asks tensely.
Feeling the urgency, I climb out of bed and start pulling my clothes back on. Jeans, a t-shirt. While I search around for my socks and sneakers, the call ends, and I turn to face him.
His eyes are tainted with rage.
“Someone tried to kidnap my sisters. It was a failed attempt, and they are safe at home now, but some fucking asshole went after my family.”
I rush to his side and slip my arms around his waist, looking up at him. “I’m going with you,” I say.
“Ok,” he smiles tightly, brushing his hand over my cheek. “What did you want to tell me?”
I shake my head. “Now isn’t the time. We can talk afterwards. Let’s just go and check on your sisters. They need you.”
“Thank you, Valery.” His words are deeper than their simplicity, and I stand on my tiptoes to kiss him. It’s soft, slow, and tender before he pulls away. I can feel his cock growing hard against me again, and I giggle, stepping away too. We have more urgent matters to deal with now.
I message Matvei, who has already gone to bed, to let him know what’s happened and why we’ve left. There is no point in him worrying when he finds me gone.
The entire drive to his sister’s shared penthouse apartment, Jaroslav is quiet, but he has his hand wrapped around my thigh. I spread my fingers over his hand and let the heat flow between us.
The private elevator doors slide open directly into the penthouse.
Jaroslav spills through them and rushes to his sisters, who both stand from the sofa and immediately run into his arms. “Are you guys ok?” he asks, his voice tight with worry.
“We are. We’re so sorry. We were so stupid.” Stefania is quiet while Angelika blurts out her apology. When they step back, I can see the guilt in their faces.
I hug them both tightly and whisper, “Everything is going to be ok.”
“Sit, tell me what happened,” Jaroslav gestures to the sofa and takes a seat next to them. I sit too, close to Angelika, showing my reassurance.
She sighs heavily and bites at the inside of her cheek, finding the courage to explain it all.
“We snuck out to go clubbing with some friends,” she sighs. “We wore disguises and snuck past our security because we wanted to feel normal for a change and not have the guards following us around the club. I know…it was stupid.”
“Ok, it’s ok, tell me what happened,” Jaroslav is calm and gentle as he encourages her to speak without judgment weighing down on either of them.
Angelika glances at Stefania, and she nods.
“We got to the club and everything was ok. But then this guy was flirting with me at the bar, and he was being way too pushy. I could feel that something was wrong, and I told Stefania, and we agreed to leave. It felt…dangerous. The way he was looking at me and Stef. I could tell he knew who we were.”
Jaroslav nods, his jaw muscles feathering over his face. “Then what happened?”
“We called an Uber and waited inside the club until it arrived outside. We planned to just run from the club straight into the car, but as soon as we stepped out into the night air, that guy and another guy tried to grab us. I kicked him in the nuts. Stef bit the other guy through his jacket. I was super impressed with her. Anyways…we fought them off, and because we made so much noise, one of the bouncers came over, and it made the two guys run. We got into the Uber and came home.”
Angelika reaches over to take Stef’s hand. “I’m sorry I encouraged you to sneak out with me,” she whispers to her sister.
“No, we both decided. It wasn’t just you.” Stef shakes her head.
Jaroslav leans over and pulls them both into another hug. “You two did very well. I’m very proud of your bravery. You made the right choice to leave, you didn’t ignore your instincts, and it helped you get away.”
I’m surprised he isn’t scolding them or lecturing them.
I’m softened by his gentleness with him.
The care and love he’s showing them is exactly what they need in this moment, even if it was silly of them to sneak out without a guard.
He clearly adores them, and watching him interact with them makes me fall even deeper in love with him.
This is the man I fell in love with. This is the real Jaroslav.
“I have to make a few calls.” He stands up, walking away from us. While he’s busy, I take over for him, caring for them. “I’ll make us some tea,” I say, standing.
“Hot chocolate,” Stef corrects me. “I think I need a shot of whisky,” Angelika laughs, shaking her head.
“Hot chocolate then, and what about an Irish coffee for you?” I smile.
“Oh, perfect idea,” Angelika agrees.
“Do you guys want to relax here or help me?”
They might need a distraction.
“Help.” They both say at the same time and stand to lead me to the kitchen.