Chapter 5
VIKTOR
She will be my queen…
The words have been running through my head since I left the penthouse, and they echo loudly as I stare down at Isabella’s naked body beneath me.
She’s like a woman created by artificial intelligence, designed to drive a man completely insane with desire.
Absolute perfection.
Her face is so innocent. Wide-eyed and still in shock from being lifted high into the air. But she knows I won’t hurt her. I can see it.
My cock jerks between my thighs, grinding against my zipper. She has the breasts of a goddess. Perfect size, perfect shape, with two little nipples like candy that have me drooling.
Her waist and hips curve like she was drawn by an artist. Such femininity.
How could such a brutal bastard like me be blessed with this girl brought to me as collateral?
My eyes move down her flat belly to her little pussy mound, adorned with just a tiny amount of hair. At its center, I see the glistening pink lips framing her slit—
“Fuck,” I growl, ripping my eyes away.
“What?” she asks. “What is it, Viktor?”
I shake my head. “You have no idea what you do to me, Isabella.”
Slowly, she runs her hands down my chest, causing me to want to rip off my tank top. My cock is absolutely throbbing now, so much so it almost hurts.
“Tell me…” Her voice is an angelic whisper, a musical note on the wind. It goes straight to my chest, melting more of the ice that has encased my heart for years.
My hands still hold her waist. The soft warmth of her skin is like my own personal drug.
I can only imagine what the rest of her feels like…
“I want to…” Christ, I can barely speak. I’m possessed by her beauty. “I want to spread your legs and slide my cock in you, princess. I want to put my lips on every inch of your gorgeous body. I want to lick your pretty little—”
And then it hits me.
I still don’t know yet.
“Isabella,” I ask, my heart thumping like a drum in anticipation. “Has another man…had you yet?”
To my surprise, Isabella giggles. Her cheeks go rosy red with embarrassment.
“What’s funny!?”
“No, Viktor,” she replies quickly. “I—I’ve never even kissed a guy before.”
Relief washes over me like a cool wave. My jaw tightens, and my eyes narrow.
She could be mine…
“Did I—say something wrong?” she asks.
“No, sweetheart,” I soothe her, stroking back a wisp of her hair. “What you said was…perfect.”
“Don’t guys want a girl with experience?”
I manage to stop myself from laughing. My balls are tight, filled with cum that’s just begging for her pussy.
Her virgin pussy…
“Guys want their woman to be all theirs, princess.” It’s getting near impossible now not to take her. I don’t know how I haven’t forced my way inside her yet.
But I made a promise to myself. I wouldn’t take her unless she wanted me. And although I am a criminal, I am a man of my word.
My eyes track over Isabella’s body, drinking in every one of her curves. She has no idea how beautiful she is. She has no idea about anything.
I could teach her—teach her just how I like it.
No. This is wrong.
Isabella didn’t come here willingly. She didn’t choose me. She and I would never even have met if it wasn’t for her degenerate father.
It’s almost impossible, but I manage to pull my eyes away from her. My heart is racing so hard I’m sure I’ll have a heart attack. Sweat drips from my brow as I let go of her waist and stand.
She has to want me…
“I should go,” I say, my voice barely a whisper.
Every fiber of my being is screaming at me to stay—to climb on top of her and take her.
But I can’t. I won’t. I may own her, but she needs to be truly mine.
I’m almost at the door when I hear her voice behind me. “Viktor, wait!”
She freezes me in my tracks. My back teeth grind together as I turn and look back at her, still naked but sitting up now. Her breasts are too perfect. How am I supposed to resist?
“Don’t—don’t go.” She levels her eyes at me, melting more of the ice around my heart. “I know what you’re doing…”
“Oh? What’s that?”
“You’re being a gentleman.” I take a deep breath. Christ, she’s reading my mind. “But…you don’t have to.”
All the air leaves my lungs. My cock pulses with a raging lust.
She’s saying what I think she’s saying. I know it.
In a single motion, I tear my tank top down the middle and toss it aside. Then I’m back on top of her, grinding my hard bulge on her pussy mound.
A moan escapes her lips, which I capture with mine as I devour her mouth with her first ever kiss.
It’s like my entire world explodes. This is it—the moment I never thought possible. I feel something again. Something real.
And it’s all because of her…
I’m starving for her and instantly have my face between her legs. The scent of her arousal is like a perfume made just for me, and I inhale deeply, embedding it in my lungs.
She cries out as my tongue slides up her slit, parting her soft lips as I seek out her tiny little pleasure nub. I circle her clit, and her back arches up off the bed, her hips pressing against my jaw.
“Oh my God…” she moans as I apply more pressure.
She tastes delicious, and her wetness soaks my lips and chin as I begin to gently suck her little button as I continue with my tongue. Her pleasure is my pleasure, and when I hear her cry out in ecstasy, I nearly explode in my pants.
Her moans dance like blessings in my ears, and I flatten my tongue and hold it there while she goes off.
Her first orgasm, and all because of me.
I prop myself up and look down at her, face flushed, a slight layer of sweat across her cheeks. I lean down and kiss her. She tastes herself on my lips, and a flash of arousal shows in her eyes.
Reaching down, I tug my cock out of my pants and set it on her soaked pussy. She looks down at it, and I see her pupils dilate when she sees the size.
“Oh my God, Viktor—”
“Yeah, sweetie. It’s huge. I know.”
“Will I even be able to…?”
“You will,” I assure her, kissing down her neck, tasting the hint of saltiness from her sweat on my tongue. “It might hurt at first, but then it will be incredible.”
She takes a deep breath, pressing her breasts against my chest. Her body is trembling slightly, but I don’t blame her. She has every reason to be anxious, but she made it clear to me—she wants this.
I drag the tip of my swollen cock down her slit until I feel her hole, ready to accept me. But I pause, lean down, and kiss her gently by the ear. “You don’t know how long it’s been since I’ve done this with a woman.”
“Really?” she stammers. “What about those women at the party?”
I scoff. “For my men, not me. I thought I was done with women, Isabella. Then—then I met you.”
Her eyes light up, and I feel her heart pumping through her chest. She shifts her hips slightly beneath me, causing her soaked little cunt to rub against my crown, as if taunting me to get down to business.
“Take a deep breath, princess,” I tell her. “It’s time to make you mine.”
She bites her lip and wraps her arms around my torso as I press my hips forward and enter her.
I feel her flinch slightly, which makes sense. She’s fucking tight, like a goddamn fist. Her pussy really is undiscovered territory, and I’m the first and last man who will ever explore it.
I have to close my eyes and clench my teeth to keep from coming right away. Her virgin hole is so sweet and slick it’s like heaven.
As I push deeper, I feel resistance and lean in to kiss her. “That’s your cherry, baby. It will sting, but only for a second.”
“Promise?” Her eyes are so innocent and trusting.
I nod. “I’d never lie to you. Now take a deep breath.”
She does, and I thrust my hips deeper.
She moans again at the feeling, and her body tenses up, but only for a moment. Then she’s relaxing beneath me, and I’m giving her every single inch I have.
I run my rough hands over her soft body. Hands scarred with a lifetime of crime, stained with the blood of my enemies.
I have no right to an innocent like Isabella…
But there’s no stopping me. Her pussy grabs my shaft with every thrust. She’s so goddamn tight that even if I wanted to, I couldn’t pull out.
I kiss my way down to her tits, taking a nipple between my lips. I bite gently as I fuck her virgin cunt faster, harder. She mewls and writhes beneath me. So hot. So wet.
I’m fighting to hold myself back. I want to pound her rough, and one day I will, but not now. It’s her first time, and I have to at least try to be gentle with her.
“You’re not on the pill, are you?” I ask.
As I expected, she shakes her head. “Why—why would I be?”
Her pussy grabs my cock tighter than my clenched fist. She’s close again, and so am I.
“So you know what will happen when I come in you, princess?” Her eyes widen, and I nod like the devil I am. “I’ll fill you, baby. And you’ll become mine forever. You want that, don’t you?”
Her hot, wet walls clench down even tighter as I rut deeper. The entire bed is rocking as I drive my hips down.
Finally, she nods. “Yes.”
“Tell me,” I growl, snatching a fistful of her hair. “Tell me you want my cum.”
Her hole clamps even tighter still. She loves my dirty talk. And I have so much more for her.
“Come inside me, Viktor.”
Her words are all it takes to send me over the edge. A couple more strokes and my climax hits me like a beam of sun, burning through the remaining ice inside me.
I look down and watch her gorgeous body quiver as her own orgasm grips her. What a spectacular sight.
I swear I come for an hour as my balls spill every last drop of my seed inside her. As the last echoes of my release ripple through me, I keep my cock embedded as deep as it can go, making sure none of my load drips out of her.
Never did I think this would happen.
Sharing a bed with a woman? Actually caring about her?
No. Not The Ice Man. But Isabella has me melted. Changed. And as I look down at her glistening eyes and pure, gleaming skin, I know that there’s no going back.
“You’re mine now,” I tell her. “My queen. And you won’t sleep in here anymore.”
“Where will I sleep, sir?”
My lips twist into a smile. There she goes again, calling me sir. I kiss her lips gently, possessively.
“With me.”