Chapter 64
Chapter sixty-four
Alisa
Liquid was gushing from me, and Dmitri hadn’t even taken off his pants yet. Making me feel this needy from only a kiss should be illegal.
“Good girl,” he said. A heady shudder rushed through my body. “Time to let me take care of you.”
He leaned over the bathtub, caging me inside, and a low moan left my lips. After fighting against my mind and my attacker, all I wanted to do was submit to the one person I trusted completely.
“So needy for me,” he said with a hum of approval. “Just me.”
His words left embers across my skin, only growing more scorching when his eyes traveled across my bare body. It was like he was planning all the ways he’d defile me tonight.
Dmitri grabbed his belt, and there was a hurriedness in his movements that I didn’t miss. The man always slowly teased me, but the rough way he tossed his belt aside told me he needed me just as badly as I needed him.
Dmitri pushed down his pants and revealed his massive cock. It was so thick that I sometimes wondered how he shoved that thing inside me without splitting me in half. Although, I guess you could argue that he already had.
He split my mind in half whenever he pounded into me.
“Drooling over my cock.” He tsked, roughly running his hand up and down the expanse of it. “Such a fucking slut. My slut.”
Mindlessly, I ran my tongue across my lips. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down as he zeroed in on the movement. It was thrilling seeing the effect I had on him.
I reached for his cock wanting more of that reaction, but he caught my hand. When I pouted, a smirk dragged across his lips.
He clicked his tongue. “Not yet, kitten.”
I glared up at him, but his smirk just deepened. Dmitri let go of my hand and stepped back. All retorts left my mind when I took in the entire expanse of his naked body.
Pure perfection, and all mine.
Dmitri towered over me as he hungrily worked his hand up and down his cock. I wanted to climb him like a tree, but I paused when I caught the dark look in his eyes. Tonight, it was clear that I needed to obey in order to get what I wanted.
Dmitri stepped into the tub with me, the water shifting to accommodate his size. His arms slid around my bare stomach, and I whimpered when he tugged me into his hard, tattooed chest.
It just felt so good. So right.
Dmitri grunted and pressed his hard cock into my back. I mindlessly rubbed against it.
“So hungry for my cock.” His voice was pitched low in my ear. “If you’re a good girl, I’ll give you what you want.”
His fingers brushed against my clit. When I spasmed from the mere touch, he chuckled in my ear. With him so close to me, it was impossible to hide a single one of my reactions.
With another dark laugh, his wet hands teasingly circled closer to my clit. I whined when he refused to touch me where I needed it.
“Here’s how this works, kotenok.” Dmitri’s fingers inched closer again. Yet they were still millimeters away from the place it needed to be.
“The only pleasure you get tonight is what I grant you. If you’re a good girl, you get more. And if you’re not. Well…” I could almost hear the smirk in his voice.
Before I could respond, two fingers thrust inside me, and any arguments fluttered away. While his fingers teased my insides, his other hand brushed against my tender ribs.
Instinctively, I flinched away. Dmitri immediately removed his hand from my ribs.
“Does it hurt?” he asked.
“It’s fine.”
One of his fingers slipped out of me, and I groaned at the loss.
“Don’t lie to me, Alisa.”
There was so much tension in his voice that I turned to look at him. Shock gripped me when I spied his expression.
Dmitri’s body was coiled tight enough to snap, and there was pain flickering across his face.
“I’m okay,” I said, reaching for him.
Dmitri snorted and brushed my clit with his thumb. “I should be the one comforting you. Not the other way around.”
I saw straight through the nonchalant tone, and the sudden blankness in his eyes.
“Dmitri,” I started, but groaned when he roughly added another finger back in. Fighting through the pleasure, I kept my mind on track. “You did good. You saved me.” My voice came out husky instead of soothing.
A muscle quirked in his jaw.
“I should’ve been there sooner.” His eyes were glued to the small scratches on my shoulder. “I should’ve protected you.”
I laced my fingers through his much larger ones. My heart fluttered at the simple act of holding hands.
“You did protect me,” I said, squeezing tighter. I swallowed as I thought back to all those times he’d saved me. “You always have.”
Liquid streaked down my face, and I realized I was crying. Something rippled over Dmitri's face as he watched the tears fall.
Immediately, his hands were off me. My pussy clenched down around nothing as he leaned away from me. My chest ached at the distance growing between us.
“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice hollow.
My heart cracked.
“Dmitri,” I said, my voice breaking. “I’m not crying, because I’m upset with you…”
I closed my eyes while scrambling to find the words to express what I was feeling. I took in a shaky breath then swiveled my body around to fully face him.
“At the warehouse, Roman told me I was replaceable. He laughed at the idea of you risking anything for me.”
Darkness replaced the emptiness in his eyes. His hands tightened into fists, and I could almost visualize the things Dmitri would do to Roman if my kidnapper wasn’t currently hooked up to a machine.
“I’ve been scared my entire life. I thought it was normal to constantly be on guard against getting hurt. But when I was tied up in Roman’s warehouse, and he was telling me the same lies I used to tell myself, I realized something…
“I realized I don’t have to be scared anymore. That you’ll always come for me.” I swallowed back a sob. “That I’m finally safe.”
I buried my head in Dmitri’s chest and allowed the sobs to rack my body. Dmitri’s arms tightened around me and the safety of his touch made me cry harder.
I cried for the girl who tiptoed around her house, thinking it was normal to be terrified her father might beat her if he was in one of his moods. I cried for the girl who stopped hoping that someone would come save her.
When the tears had all been wrung out of me, I raised my head to stare up at him, all too aware that my skin was probably blotchy and puffy.
Dmitri’s smile was soft as he ran a finger over my jaw, drawing me in close for a kiss.
All too soon, he pulled back. At my whine, Dmitri chuckled softly.
He tilted his head as he stared down at me. The look in his eyes made my heart flip over.
“Sometimes, I can’t believe that you’re mine, Alisa.”