Chapter Four
Viktor
It bothered me that my wife had thought I only wanted to marry her to avoid being with Tania, that she was simply there and convenient.
We’d barely known one another twenty-four hours so I could understand her reasoning, but the pull I’d felt toward her from the moment she’d burst into the room last night was unlike anything I’d experienced before.
Yes, in a sense she was my property, but she’d been more than that even before I’d taken her home.
I’d just had this deep knowing that she belonged to me.
She deserved more than I could give her, but I was too selfish to let her go.
I wanted her to carry my children, to remain by my side.
I’d give her everything I could, but it would never be my love.
I honestly didn’t think I was capable of such an emotion.
Even if I couldn’t give her my heart, I’d still pull the moon from the sky if I could and hand it to her.
After everything she’d suffered, I wanted to treat her like a queen. And that included defending her.
The waitress at the restaurant had not only lost her tip from me due to her nonstop flirting, but I’d also had a word with the manager about her unprofessionalism.
There was being nice and accommodating to your customers, but she’d blatantly been trying to get into my pants with my wife right across from me.
We’d both been wearing our new wedding bands, and the twit hadn’t seemed to care.
Seeing the look on Cerys’ face, then hearing her tell me she had no say in whether or not I slept with another woman, had pissed me off.
I hadn’t expected her to throw a fit, or even tell the waitress to back off, but knowing that she would just accept me being unfaithful to her had hurt.
Never once in all my life had I ever wanted to be with only one woman.
Maybe my reputation preceded me and she was basing her assumptions off rumors.
Most likely correct rumors, but it didn’t make my job any easier, trying to get her to trust me.
The elevator slowly rose to our floor in the hotel.
She stood quietly, her hand in the crook of my arm.
My words at the restaurant had surprised her, that much had been clear, and I hoped that we’d be able to move forward.
I hadn’t missed the way her cheeks flushed when I’d spoken of having a wedding night with her.
Even though I hadn’t been as gentle as I should have for her first time, it seemed I hadn’t scared her.
She wanted me, and that alone was enough to make me hard.
Then again, just looking at her got that reaction from me.
I checked the messages on my phone, seeing the hotel had found my missing money and the man responsible was in the custody of the police.
As it had been a hotel employee, caught on camera no less, our room was being comped as well as anything else we needed during our stay.
I’d have enjoyed dealing with the man on my own, but I didn’t have the right connections here. This wasn’t my town.
When we got out on our floor and I opened the door to the suite, I’d barely cleared the doorway before Cerys launched herself at me.
I caught her, completely surprised by her behavior, then her lips were on mine and I didn’t give a shit about anything else.
I barely remembered to make sure the door was shut all the way before I shrugged my jacket off and started unbuttoning my shirt.
I drew away long enough to divest myself of my clothes and help her remove her dress.
“Not that I’m complaining,” I said, “but what brought this on?”
Her cheeks flushed a bright pink and she ducked her head, taking a step back. Reaching for her, I drew her close to my body.
“ Myshka , I like this side of you.” I ground my cock against her. “Feel how hard it makes me knowing that you desire me?”
“All of this is new,” she said. “I’ve never been so much as kissed by anyone but you, and now I’m your wife.
I thought you were just playing with me, keeping me until you grew bored and would, then pass me off to someone else.
But hearing what you said at the restaurant, it…
you made it sound like I’m more than just a plaything for you. ”
I kissed her, softly at first, then harder.
I never wanted her to question how I felt about her, how much I wanted her.
My desire for her burned in my veins, heating me from the inside out, until I thought I’d go insane if I couldn’t be inside her soon.
With a few deft movements, I popped the clasp on her bra and pulled it off her, then pushed her panties over her hips and down her thighs.
“Bedroom,” she murmured.
“ Nyet . Here. Now.”
I turned her and moved closer to the sofa, bending her over the arm.
She braced her waist on the cushion, her ass sticking out.
It was too much of a temptation and I brought my palm down with a loud crack , leaving a pink handprint behind.
She jerked and gave a squeak of protest, but she didn’t try to get away.
In fact… I slid my fingers along the lips of her pussy and found her incredibly wet.
Inserting two into her tight sheath, I pumped them in and out as I spanked her twice more.
Her pussy clenched down and I couldn’t contain my smile.
My little myshka enjoyed being spanked while she was getting fucked. I’d have to remember that.
Easing my fingers from her pussy, I used her cream to tease the tight ring of muscle between her ass cheeks.
Her entire body went tense until I started working my cock inside her.
By the time she’d taken all of it, I’d worked one of my fingers into her ass up to the first knuckle.
A few more slaps to her ass had her skin turning a nice red that made my dick even harder.
“You like that, myshka ? You like getting spanked?”
“I-I…”
Smack !
She yelped and nodded. “Y-yes, Viktor. I like it.”
I took her hard and deep, my cock working her pussy while I finger fucked her ass.
My hips slammed against her with every thrust and the moment she started coming I knew I wouldn’t last much longer.
Cerys felt incredible. Hot. Wet. Tight. I worked a second finger inside her ass, knowing that one day soon I’d take her there too, fill her with my cock, my cum.
Just the thought of doing that was enough to trigger my orgasm.
I came long and hard, filling her up, but I wasn’t ready for it to be over yet.
I kept thrusting my fingers and reached around with my other hand to play with her clit.
I rubbed, pinched, and tugged on the engorged nub until she came again.
A groan slipped past my lips as my cock jerked and more cum shot into her.
“Fuck, myshka . My beautiful, perfect wife.” I kissed the back of her neck, then along her shoulders. Slowly, I removed my fingers, not missing the hiss of her breath. It likely stung since she’d never had someone touch her there before. “I have another rule.”
“What rule?” she asked.
“You’re not permitted to shower after I fuck you, unless I tell you otherwise.
” I withdrew from her pussy and watched as my cum slid down her thighs.
Hottest thing I’d ever seen. No matter how many times I watched my essence leak out of her, I’d never grow tired of it.
I reached down and rubbed my cum into her skin.
“Anyone who dared to look at your naked body would know you belong to someone. They’d see my release on your skin, smell my scent on you. ”
“Viktor.” She tipped her head back, her eyes sliding shut. The flush riding her cheeks wasn’t just from her orgasm. She liked the things I was saying to her. My naughty little wife.
“Come, myshka . We’ll rest a bit, but I’ll want you again soon. Tomorrow you’ll be very, very sore.”
Taking a step back, I helped her stand, only to turn her toward me, then push her to her knees.
She gasped and reached up to grab onto my thighs, steadying herself.
I hadn’t meant to scare her, or move too quickly.
There were times I forgot she couldn’t see.
Gripping my cock, I painted her lips with our mingled spent passion.
Her tongue flicked out to lick it off and I knew exactly what I wanted her to do.
“Open, myshka .”
She parted her lips and I thrust inside.
If the taste of us bothered her, she didn’t show it.
Fisting her hair, I dragged her down the length of my cock until she gagged.
Again and again I thrust into her mouth, making her take all of me, even as her eyes teared and she struggled to take a breath.
In time, she’d learn how to suck me properly, but until then, I’d enjoy teaching her.
“Relax your throat, myshka . Take me deep.”
She struggled at first, but gradually figured out how to breathe while I fucked her mouth, the head of my cock sliding to the back of her throat. Her nails bit into my thighs as I stroked in and out of her mouth faster, harder.
“I’m going to come, myshka . Swallow it. All of it.”
Spurt after spurt filled her mouth, and she had a hard time doing as I’d commanded. When I pulled out, my cum coated her lips and dribbled from the corners of her mouth.
“Lick your mouth clean, Cerys. I said to swallow all of it.”
A shudder raked her small frame, but I saw the way her nipples hardened and knew she enjoyed my demands. She licked every drop from her lips, then stayed on her knees, waiting. Such a good girl. I’d have to reward her later.