Chapter 13
Aurora~
While I wasn’t trying to be combative, I didn’t appreciate Viktor trying to give the impression that tonight mattered when we both knew that it didn’t.
Legally, he was my husband, I was his wife, and this was nothing more than doing my duty as his spouse.
I also wasn’t delusional enough to believe that he didn’t have other women on the side, so he could save his wicked promises for them; they weren’t needed where I was concerned.
With his fingertips caressing my skin, his blue eyes glowed as he looked down at me. “Oh, but you are special,” he countered. “And just for the record, I’ve never made any promises to any of the women before you because I never had to.”
“You don’t have to make any to me, either,” I pointed out. “I’m prepared to honor my vows.”
“I don’t want you honoring your vows,” he said as he stepped closer, our bodies practically touching. “I want you to want my hands on you. I want you to want my lips tasting your skin. I want you to beg for my cock, the only one that you will ever fucking know.”
Now, while it was true that I was a virgin, I still wasn’t a stranger to sex.
Just like anyone else, I had desires and needs, and I had taken care of those needs, albeit alone.
Over the years, I’d been curious enough to slide my hand between my legs and play with myself, and I had even taken my nipples into my own mouth just to know what it’d feel like.
I also wasn’t a stranger to porn, so I knew what to expect from sex, and so Viktor’s experience didn’t intimidate me.
No, the problem was how his words had sent a dark shiver down my spine, and I couldn’t lie and say that his rough fingers on my skin didn’t feel inviting.
He also looked like he wanted to devour me whole, and it was a good look on him.
In addition to Viktor Korolev being gorgeous, his commanding presence really did give off that big dick energy that everyone always spoke about.
Not backing down, I said, “Well, I guess that will depend on you, no? It’ll be up to you to make me want those things, Korolev-”
Suddenly, his fingers were gone, and they were wrapped around my neck, his face in mine. “I told you to stop calling me that. My name is Viktor.”
Refusing to let this man believe that he had the upper hand, I said, “Like everything else, make me want to say it.”
I was poking the bear, and it was obvious when Viktor suddenly grabbed me by my hips, lifted me, then walked us over to the bed, bringing me down on him, my legs straddling his lap and what was a very impressive erection.
Looking into my eyes, he said, “I’m going to make you crave the things that I’m going to do to you tonight.”
Now, while I couldn’t lie and say that my heart wasn’t beating wildly, I refuse to let my virgin status turn me into some timid creature. Whatever Viktor did, I was going to welcome it and show him that I was intimidated by nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
When his hands moved from my hips, I had to reach out to hold onto his shoulders or risk falling backwards, and Viktor felt like solid muscle underneath my palms. It made me wonder what he looked like naked, and I bet that he was going to be a sight to behold.
My breath got caught in my lungs when I felt him pull the other strap of my nightgown down over my shoulder, and when the fabric got hung up on my breasts, Viktor immediately took care of that little problem.
His fingers pinched the satin material, then pulled it down until both of my breasts were exposed, and I could feel my nipples immediately harden from the smooth fabric sliding over them.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” Viktor murmured quietly as his eyes got their fill of my nakedness, and I couldn’t lie and say that his incredulousness didn’t make me feel better. If his plan was to have me begging for him in this room, then I wanted the same to be said of him.
I also couldn’t stop myself from letting out a low moan when his hands reached up to cup both breasts.
I never imagined that a man’s hands would feel so good on my body, but they did, and when Viktor’s head leaned in to take my right nipple into his mouth, my head dropped back, my eyes closed to block out everything but this man sucking on my tits.
For the first time in my life, a man was enjoying my body, and there were no words to explain how incredible that felt. Viktor’s hands and mouth were sending shivers to every inch of my skin, and even his teeth nipping at my hardened nubs felt decadent.
“I can’t wait to fuck these tits,” he said against my skin. “They’re going to look so fucking good covered in my cum, baby.”
Again, because I had watched my fair share of porn, I could envision what he wanted, and I wasn’t against any of it. Despite him being the enemy, he was still my husband, and knowing that there’d never be anyone else for me, I was open to letting him introduce me to all of it.
Still, I didn’t say anything to that. Instead, I kept my eyes closed, my head hung back, and I just let him suck on me for as long as he wanted to.
In fact, he was doing such a good job that my hips began moving on their own, and I could feel my fingernails digging into the muscles of his shoulders, but none of that was stopping him.
It wasn’t until Viktor spoke again that I was pulled back to reality. “I need to taste you,” he said, though that’s what I thought he’d been doing already. “I need to taste what belongs only to me.”
Before I could comment on that, Viktor’s hands were back on my hips, and I had to wrap my arms around his neck when he stood up, then turned around to drop me in the middle of the bed.
He also didn’t give me any time to get comfortable before he had his hands on my nightgown, dragging it down my body until I was in my panties only.
“Fuck,” he hissed through clenched teeth, and before I could determine if his curse was a good thing or a bad thing, his hands were pulling at my panties, practically ripping them off my body.
Laying completely naked in my enemy’s bed, I should probably feel scared or vulnerable, but the way that Viktor was looking down at me, I couldn’t remember a time when I’d felt this powerful.
He was looking at me like he might die if I stopped him from touching me, and that kind of thing was enough for me to give as good as he’d been threatening to give.
So, slowly, my eyes on his, I opened my legs, giving him a direct view to my most sacred secrets, and when his breath got caught in his throat, I reached down, then pulled my pussy lips apart, so that he could see the pinkness of my virgin hole.
Then as soon as his chest started heaving, I placed two fingers on my clit before I began playing with it like this was something that I did every night. “While I might be a virgin, that doesn’t mean that I hadn’t ever been curious enough to explore my body.”
Viktor’s blue eyes flared wildly, and I watched as he threw his jacket on the floor, his shirt following immediately afterwards, and I’d been right about what he might look like underneath his clothing.
Viktor Korolev was ripped to shreds, and where six-packs were a dime-a-dozen, my husband had an eight-pack, and even all of his tattoos couldn’t disguise that delicious fact.
At any rate, instead of taking off the rest of his clothes like I’d been expecting, Viktor laid across the bed until my knees were positioned over his shoulders, and when he slapped my hands away, I lifted my head to look down at him, and the man looked furious.
“From this moment on, your orgasms belong to me,” he practically snapped. “You only cum when I make you cum.”
“And what if you’re not here?” I panted breathlessly.
A sharp cry erupted from my throat when Viktor bit into my left thigh, and instead of enraging me, it only made me wetter. “Then you call me,” he answered after leaving his mark. “Then you call me, and I’ll come fucking running, zhena. Only for you, will I ever come running.”
Oh, God.
Then everything turned hazy when Viktor’s tongue finally slid through my soaked folds, and the feeling was an indescribable one.
Never in my life had I imagined that his lips and tongue on my pussy could feel so good.
The sensations had my hands fisted in the covers beneath me, and I had my legs opened as far as they could go for him.
He also wasn’t just licking my clit, which in itself felt incredible, but he was also licking every inch of sensitive skin between my legs. Nothing was off-limits as he slid his tongue inside me after playing with my ass, all of it destroying any sense that I might possess.
When Viktor finally slid a finger inside me, he pulled back enough to say, “I never imagined that a pussy could taste so fucking sweet, and it’s all mine. From head to toe, you belong to me, and I’m going to remind you of that fact every fucking chance I get, baby.”
“Viktor...” I choked out as a second finger joined the first one, and I honestly didn’t know how much more I could take before I lost my goddamn mind. “Please...”
“That’s right,” he growled. “Beg for your fucking husband.”
Shit, I was in fucking trouble.