12. Chapter Twelve #2
Mikhail has been gone for hours. It’s the longest he’s gone without returning home to me.
I wasn’t sure how much I cared for him before now but I know that I truly care for him.
I want him to come back. Not just to save my family but because I want to see him.
I want him to hold me. I want to feel loved by him.
I want to be dominated by him.
I pace around the living room until midnight rolls around. I keep trying his cell phone but he doesn’t answer. What happened? Why hasn’t he come home?
It was a routine meeting, he told me. He said he’d be back within a few hours. It’s been over ten hours by now and he still hasn’t come home.
There’s no way I can fall asleep wondering what happened to him but I force myself to the bedroom. I need sleep. I need a clear head. Because if Mikhail is dead, then I need to figure out how I’m going to save myself and my sisters.
And that’s when I hear the front door open.
I rush downstairs and stop when I see Mikhail looking haggard, dirty, and tired. His shirt is rumpled and he has dirt stains on his face. I don’t see any blood on him, so at least there’s that.
“What happened?”
Mikhail doesn’t give me an answer as he storms over to me. I let out a gasp when his lips collide with mine. I try to push on his shoulders but he doesn’t stop kissing me. What happened? What is he not telling me?
Mikhail is safe, I tell myself. That’s the only thing I need to focus on right now.
Our kiss deepens as he walks me backwards towards the steps. I’m desperate to talk but it’s clear that Mikhail isn’t. His hands shove my nightgown up and grip the backs of my bare thighs. A flash of arousal hits me, mixed with my worry.
“Mikhail,” I say when he kisses down my neck.
“Not right now,” he growls. “I just need you. All of you.”
I go still. I know Mikhail wanted to take my virginity in a special way but that seems to have been thrown out the window now. His eyes darken as he takes me in and I shiver.
What would it be like to fully give myself over to him? I care for Mikhail. My body responds to him. There’s no reason not to.
The franticness in his eyes is scaring me though,
I cup his face. “What happened?”
“Later. I want you, Natalya. Now.”
His command turns me on. It always turns me on. The way he dominates me is something I can’t ignore. I need it just as bad as he does.
I don’t say a word as he lifts me back up and carries me into our bedroom. He tosses me onto the bed.
“I originally wanted to take you for the first time in front of others,” he says, shoving my nightgown up my body. I gasp. “But I can’t wait anymore.”
“Mikhail.”
He tosses my nightgown to the side, his eyes raking over my naked body underneath. I didn’t even bother putting on underwear.
“You are perfect,” he says right before he kisses me. It’s the most consuming kiss we’ve ever had. He’s marking me as his.
He stands up and rips his shirt off. I hold still even though I want to rake my hands down his chest. I need him to tell me what to do. I need him to be in charge tonight.
After kicking off his shoes, he kneels on the bed, still in his pants. Knowing that he’s keeping his penis from me makes my body flush. I want to see all of him. I’ve been curious about it for weeks now.
He grabs my waist and flips me onto my stomach. I gasp when his hand lightly spanks my backside.
“I’ve wanted to fuck you since I first saw you.
I want to take you like this.” He places his hand between my legs and starts to rub me.
I grind my hips down against the mattress, trying to get closer and closer to his hand, seeking the friction I need.
With his other hand, he continues lightly spanking me.
It doesn’t hurt. This isn’t meant to be a punishment but to heighten my pleasure.
“Mikhail,” I moan.
“Yes. Say my name. Scream it for me. All night long.” He rubs me harder and harder.
My hands grip the blankets so tight, my knuckles turn white. Every slap of his hand brings a new wave of pleasure through me. His hand between my legs is dominating. He’s letting me know that I am his.
“Come for me, Natalya,” he commands.
It’s just what I need to make me let go.
“Mikhail,” I whisper as I come. My entire body trembles and shakes. Mikhail gives my backside another spank for good measure. He presses his hips against my back. I can feel the erection through his pants.
“I could take you from behind like this,” he says in a deep voice. “Fuck you like the bad girl you are.”
“I’ve been good.”
“I know. You’re a good girl. I don’t want to take you for the first time like this. It will have to wait.” He thrusts his hips forward, pressing his erection against my ass.
“God, baby,” he grunts, thrusting his hips forward two more times before he gets off me and rolls me onto my back.
He eyes me over as he stands up. “Spread your legs for me.”
With shaky hands, I spread my legs wide. My body is aroused and wet and ready for him. I’ve never been more ready for a moment like this until now.
He goes into the closet and comes out with the red silk ties. “I want you at my complete mercy for tonight.” He ties my wrists to the bed but leaves my legs alone.
“There,” he says, standing back. “Perfect. Keep your legs spread. I want to see your pretty pussy all night long. If I’m not looking at it, then I’m touching it or fucking it. Understood?”
My inner walls clench. “Yes.”
“Good. Because I’m going to make you mine, fully, tonight. You’re going to take my entire cock into you. I know you can handle it. And I want you to come on my cock when I tell you.”
“Yes.” Mikhail’s commands are just what I need.
Slowly, he undoes his pants and pushes them down. The only thing in the way is his underwear. The bulge of his erection makes me blush. Mikhail keeps his eyes on me as he slips his underwear down and finally, I get to see all of him.
His erection is a lot bigger than I thought it would be. It’s intimidating but I know that Mikhail will take care of me. He’ll make sure I’m not seriously hurt.
He kneels on the bed. “God. I can’t wait until you put your sweet mouth on my cock. But for now, I want your pussy wrapped around it.”
He grabs my hips and raises them up as he settles between my legs. I can feel his erection pressing against my inner thigh. It makes me hot.
This is the moment I go from being an innocent girl to a grown woman.
I tug at my wrists but I’m not going anywhere.
Mikhail looks me right in the eye before he thrusts his hips forward. His length enters me in one motion. There’s a small amount of pain that makes me gasp.
I flinch, trying to control my breathing.
“Your body needs to get used to me,” he says, rocking his hips gently around. I’ve never felt this full in my entire life. I’m no longer a virgin. I’m officially Mikhail’s.
Mikhail grips my hips tight as he thrusts into me. He’s not giving me a chance to grow used to the sensation. He’s taking me like he wants.
And I love it.
The small pain is replaced with pleasure the longer he rocks his hips into mine. Feeling him skin to skin with me is intoxicating.
“Closer,” I beg. “I need you closer.”
“You don’t make demands, baby.” He sits up on his knees and thrusts into me harder. I’m powerless to do anything about it. All I can do is enjoy the pleasure and let him lead me.
“Mikhail.”
He becomes a wild man as he enters me harder and faster. There’s a frantic energy to him that’s frightening. I still don’t fully know what happened tonight and the mystery of it is killing me. Somehow, the small amount of fear I feel heightens the pleasure.
“You.” Thrust. “Are.” Thrust. “Mine.”
“Yes,” I moan. My brain can’t even process fully what’s happening. I’m all awash in the pleasure coursing through me.
He grabs my ankles and places them on his shoulders, entering me deeper. My moan gets caught in my throat. Mikhail runs his hands up and down my legs. The touch lights me on fire.
He’s taking me without any mercy. This isn’t slow love making. This is him claiming me for food. This is him claiming me for all of eternity.
Each thrusts of his length into me makes me arch up, seeking more. I need release but he hasn’t told me I can come yet. I need him to tell me.
Mikhail brings my legs back around his waist as he finally leans over me, brushing his chest against mine. I’ve never felt this close to another person until this moment. It’s magical.
“Mikhail,” I gasp as his chest moves against mine. My breasts feel extra sensitive, only bringing more pleasure through me.
“Baby. God, you are perfect. You are mine.”
“I am.”
“Then come for me. Now.” He rocks his hips harder into mine and it does the trick.
My legs clamp down onto his waist as I arch into him. “Mikhail,” I gasp out as my orgasm hits me. It’s even more intense than the first one he gave me.
My body is still trembling when Mikhail thrusts into me once more before he comes as well.
He groans and shakes, pressing his hands into the mattress to keep his weight off me. The sight of his strong forearms turns me on even more. I love the strength in his body.
Once he finishes, he gives me a kiss so deep, I almost lose my breath.
“You are mine,” he says again, gripping my face.
“Yes. And you’re mine.”
He smiles. “I guess I am.” After one more kiss, he rolls off me and unties my wrists from the bed. Then he pulls me into his arms. Resting my head on his chest and hearing his heartbeat makes me feel more safe than I’ve ever felt before.
But then I remember how frazzled Mikahil was when he came home.
“What happened?” I ask.
“Cillian betrayed me. He’s been working with Nico this whole time and I didn’t know. He tried to kill me earlier today.”
My heart squeezes from the panic. I can’t imagine losing Mikhail. I’m not sure my heart could take another break after my father’s death. Even though Mikhail can still sometimes scare me, I know I care for him.
And I know I always will.
“What happened? You obviously survived.”
“I ran into the woods. I was in there for hours, walking around until I found my way out. I lost my cell phone at some point. In the chaos of everything. So I couldn’t call for any of my men to come get me.
After I made it out of the woods, I walked for a while until I could borrow someone’s phone.
Then I called one of my guys to come get me and he brought me home. ”
“Oh my god, Mikhail. I was so worried about you. What if you had died? What then?”
“I have money that will protect you. Investments in both of our names. You will never be without money. You can always hire more guards to protect you in case I die. I have a list of men I trust the most in my office. You go to any of them if I die. You will be safe, even if I’m gone.”
I want to believe him and I’m sure in some ways, I would still be safe.
But even if I remain physically safe if he dies, I’m not sure my mind would be safe.
Mikhail has my heart in a tight grip and I don’t know what I would do without his dominance.