31. Viktor
VIKTOR
Wren lay with me on her side.
Every inch of her open and naked for me to lick and taste.
She was decadent, like the finest desert I’d ever eaten.
She was delicious, with the sweetest cum I’d ever sampled.
And she was impatient, sucking on my dick and pushing me so close to coming that I swore I might not last.
If I didn’t think that she was enjoying it, I wouldn’t have entertained sixty-nine like this. But I could tell she did. She was wild like this, getting wetter and needier with the action of pleasuring me.
I had come in here to show her how much I wanted to commit to her. It had been an exercise in restraint, to see how she might react and to gauge if I could take that leap of faith and propose.
But I hadn’t counted on her being this turned on. This rabid and hungry for my cock.
Whatever you want, Red, I’ll give it to you.
Whatever you need, I’ll make sure I make it happen.
She moaned, and the vibration nearly did me in.
I grunted, scooting back until I could turn and get between her legs.
“Hey…” She pouted, tempting me to stuff my dick right back between her lips swollen from the action.
Then I dipped down to resume licking and sucking at her pussy.
“Oh!” She arched her back and didn’t complain again. Leaning up after a moment of me feasting on her, she watched me devour her.
“You want me right here?” I grinned up at her, not waiting for her reply as I brought my mouth back down to her cunt.
“Oh, God…” She let her head drop back. “Yes, Viktor. I do.”
I’m going to hear you say that again.
At the altar.
As my fiancé.
Then my bride.
“Tell me,” I ordered.
Getting her to talk dirty to me was a thrill I’d never tire of, and to keep myself in check and to stop rushing and thinking too far ahead about a wedding with her, I lifted my head and gave her a serious look. “Tell me, Red.”
“I want you right there,” she said, playing along. She brought her hands to my head and pushed my mouth back down to my pussy.
I grinned, loving her feistiness and ability to take charge at all.
“I want your mouth on me. Sucking my pussy.”
I did, grinding my dick against the bed.
“No.” She let her legs drop open more and humped my face. “I want your dick in me too. After.”
Oh, fuck yes, Red. Fuck yes.
“I want you to kiss my pussy just like that,” she said, breathlessly as she locked her lust-filled stare on my face. “Licking me. Sucking harder.”
I did and she moaned.
“I want you right there as I ride your tongue.”
I growled, pushing it into her cunt.
“I want to fuck your face, Viktor.”
Do it. Do it, Red. Whatever you want.
“I want you right there making my thighs raw with your beard.” She threaded her fingers through my hair, her eyes glittering and scorching hot.
“I want you to fuck me and make me your—” She cried out, closing her eyes and slumping back as she came. She squirted, and I licked it all up.
But I had to know what she was going to say.
Make you my what?
What, Red?
What do you want?
I couldn’t ask her now. My dick was about to explode. I was so on the edge, holding back with my control slipping so fast. She wanted my dick in her too, so I obliged.
I climbed up to ram my cock all the way in, catching the tail ends of her orgasm. She was still riding it, her pussy clenching and fluttering in reaction to how I’d devoured her.
I did that.
I made this exquisite woman so wild in bed.
I satisfied her.
And that shit would never, ever get old.
“You want this cock?” I growled. “You want me right here? You want me stuffing you with my dick, Red?”
She nodded, already close to coming again. I didn’t know what it was about her or this morning, but she was extra sensitive with me, coming twice so close together.
“I want…” She moaned, too near her orgasm to speak. To think.
“You want this dick fucking you. Filling you.” At the idea of her so full of me that I’d knock her up, I lost the last threads of control.
I whipped my hips one last, brutal time and shot all my cum into her.
I shook with the intensity of her coming again.
She milked me, gloving me and squeezing all my cum out.
I poured it all into her, aware of her throbbing and pulsing around me as she came down from the rush of bliss that she earned again.
I dropped down to her, rolling so she wouldn’t be crushed by my weight. Lying on my back, my legs and arms flopped out, I gave her the chance to drape herself over me.
And she did.
Limp. Lax. Lazy and smiling. I felt her cheek rise up in a smug little grin as she rested her head on my chest.
For a long while, we lay just like that, together while we caught our breath. Sticky and glued as one while we waited for our hearts to slow back down. Warm and united, my dick eventually going soft inside her.
“I need to get up,” she mumbled, her voice so sluggish. “Bathroom.”
I lightly spanked her ass and she giggled a little as she got up. Not in the mood to be away from her for long, I got up too and followed after her. We showered together, and when her stomach grumbled, I remembered the food on the tray I’d brought her.
“We can get something fresh in the kitchen.”
She cringed and shrugged. “I’m not that hungry.”
I laughed once, drying her off. “Your stomach is growling.”
“Yeah, but…” She shrugged again. “My appetite has been kind of funky.”
I kissed her as I dried myself. “We’ll figure it out.” I hated to think of her being so stressed last night that it would affect her physically.
We left the room together. I held her hand all the way until we reached the kitchen downstairs. Elena greeted us, holding Luka. “Did you sleep well?”
“We did,” I answered for both of us. And we also had just woken up well, too.
“We’re all meeting outside,” she said, gesturing with a tilt of her head toward the large outdoor entertainment area they sometimes used as a gathering area when the heat wasn’t too much. Fans moved the air and it was all shaded, too.
We joined her with all the others. Last night had been a long one for all of us, and I wouldn’t have been surprised if all my brothers and cousins had slept here in the mansion.
“There she is.” Adrik stood and started clapping at the sight of Wren. She blushed and smiled as she sat. Everyone else applauded her too, seeing her as the reason last night hadn’t ended as a hellish one as a bloodbath among major damages to our businesses.
“Thank you,” she said.
“No, thank you,” Maksim said. He was often the problem solver of all of us while Adrik was the leader.
I imagined he was stunned and impressed with how swiftly Wren changed the trajectory of that huge plan of an attack against us.
I’d never have to work hard to get him to approve of her now.
Not that his approval would’ve ever changed my mind about her and how I felt toward her.
Make you my what, though?
While everyone talked about how the businesses and men were spared last night, I thought back to what Wren had cut herself off from saying when she came.
Was it more dirty talk? Of me making her my… naughty slut? Nah. That wasn’t how she talked, even raunchy.
Of me making her my… girlfriend? She already was.
Of me making her my…
“Don’t you think, Viktor?” Adrik asked.
“Hmm?” I raised my brows and realized I’d been asked something.
“We need to ride the momentum of what we accomplished by stopping that attack last night,” he said, giving me a quizzical look.
“Yes, we should.”
“I might have ideas about how to do that,” Wren said. “If I may.”
“I’m all ears,” Adrik said, proving once more that he would even hear someone else out.
“Once they, meaning Smithson and others, realize that their messages were all messed up and that someone infiltrated their programs and computers, they’ll be even more cautious about what is shared where.
It’s a common issue that all departments have to stay on top of anyway.
Every department has their IT and cyber security teams working around the clock to protect it all. ”
“Good thing Trojan can get around even the best of the firewalls,” Elena said.
“Yes,” Wren said. “But now that it will be obvious that their files have been hacked or compromised, it will be on their radar. Even those who aren’t in on this corruption scheme will take notice.
It might be a good window of opportunity to expose that there is a mismanagement of files.
It could be enough to have someone act like a whistleblower and even accuse them of accepting bribes.
We could twist it and spin it anyway we want. ”
“Exposing Smithson and others won’t stop him,” Lev said.
“It could make him more prone to attacking,” Nikolai added.
“But then we’d be expecting that,” I said. “I think it’s a good idea.”
“Would it help us identify who is contacting Smithson on behalf of Gregori?” Maksim asked. “We need to find the intermediary he’s using since we killed Yusef Antonov. Because that link will show us where Gregori is hiding.”
“We also need to find who would’ve put that hit on me,” Adrik said, glancing at Wren. “And you. Or I guess the hit was originally on Smithson and he used you as a substitute to get out of that.”
“I think having the pressure of answering to a leak might anger whoever this intermediary is,” Wren replied. “It could out them and you would have a more concrete connection to follow.”
“Whatever brings us closer to stopping him,” Lev said. “With whatever he’s after.”
Alexei sighed and rubbed his face. “He’s just trying to hit back at us because we’ve been prosperous all this time he’s been in hiding.”
“Not to take back the throne?” Wren asked. “Seems like a lot of effort just to hit you as hard as he can. Those hits—and those bribes—cost a lot.”
“I think he’s trying to take the throne back,” Lev said, narrowing his eyes. “And if he attempts to—”
“Yes, yes,” Alexei grumped. “We know. We’ll make sure he wishes he were dead.”
I frowned at my cousin. He was often dismissive of what Lev said. They were brothers, after all. But with this re-emergence of Gregori, there was no missing how tense he was.
“We all will make sure of that,” Adrik said, giving Alexei a pointed look.
Wren glanced at me, curious, and I wasn’t sure what to think either.
Alexei had always been a guarded and quiet loner, but I had always wondered if Gregori trying to take over the throne by killing our grandparents and trying to kill our father had intimidated him, such that he would’ve become the heir to the throne instead of Adrik.
There was no point in borrowing trouble to wonder about it now.
Adrik would become the Pakhan any day now.
And we would all stand with him, stronger together.