Chapter 16 #2
She’s coming. Her body goes rigid then starts to tremble.
Her pussy clamps down on my cock so hard I can barely breathe.
She moans my name, pulsing all around me.
I can’t hold back. I shout, Russian and English tangling together.
Her pussy’s squeezing and milking me as I pump as deep as I can, filling her with my cum.
"Take it,” I grit against her lips. “I made it for your greedy cunt." I keep thrusting, making sure every single drop goes deep inside her.
Finally, I stop, my cock’s still buried inside her cunt, our gazes locked, breath uneven. I stay like that for a while, not moving, just enjoying the feel of her wrapped around me with her face buried against my neck.
“You okay?” I ask quietly.
She nods against me. I kiss her temple, her cheek, gentle now that the desperate need to fuck her is satisfied for the time being. I pull out slowly and carefully. She winces and makes a small sound.
I cup her face, making her look at me. “I want to see what I did to your pretty cunt. Want to see my cum on it.”
“Okay,” she whispers, breath still shallow.
I move down the bed, to get a good look at her, the mess I made between her legs.
My cum is already leaking out of her with a tinge of blood.
I touch the inside of her thigh, trailing my fingers along the warm wetness.
My cock twitches, already getting ready for another round even though I just came.
Her pussy looks amazing. Open, completely used and dripping with my cum. I scoop some up on my finger.
"That’s my cum,” I murmur, showing her. "What I just filled you with.”
She stares at my finger, mesmerized then reaches out and touches the spot coated in cum. “It’s so thick.” She gives me a smug smile. “Is it always so much?”
“With you it is. You made me come really hard.”
She smiles. “I want to make you do that all the time.”
I open my mouth to reply, then stop.
Shit.
I’d been so focused on finally fucking her, on how good her pussy felt, that I couldn’t even think straight. But now, seeing her so wet with my cum, how much I put inside her…
She’s not on anything to prevent pregnancy.
All these years of planning, making sure this was never a possibility—me getting anyone pregnant.
Now, I can’t bring myself to care even though I should.
I’m about to go up against my father. There’s no guarantee this will end the way I want it to.
But looking at her, I don’t regret it. It doesn’t bother me the way it would with anyone else.
In fact, I wouldn’t mind seeing her belly getting big because of what we did.
“Pchyolka.” I turn to her. “Do you know what happens when a man comes inside a woman?”
“You told me,” she whispers, looking confused.
I swallow hard. “That’s not what I mean.” I take a deep breath and back up. “What you knew before, was it from what you heard at the brothel?”
She nods. “Sort of. I figured it out from things Madam Belova said and from your father.” She bites her lip. “He said the girls upstairs were just holes waiting to be filled. That I was lucky to be in the basement and not up there.”
She looks at me. “When I thought about you, I started to get wet down there. It felt kind of empty, like it needed something.”
I pull her to me, for the first time in my life, feeling something close to guilt. She must’ve been very protected before the kidnapping.
I think about all the ways to explain this to her, but as I told her with the Russian lesson, I’m no teacher. So I say it straight. “You could get pregnant from my cum being inside you.”
Her eyes widen. She gapes at me, looks down at herself, then back at me. “I might have a baby?”
“Yes.”
She’s quiet for a moment, asking, “Do you already have any kids? I didn’t think to ask you.”
I shake my head. “No. Definitely no.”
“Would you be upset if I got pregnant?”
“No.” My hand moves over her stomach, trailing lower, down to her pussy and gently stroking. “How could I be upset? It would be my fault. You didn’t know and I’m not going to stop fucking you.”
“You won’t? Even knowing what could happen.”
“Even then. I can’t get you anything right now to prevent a pregnancy. Like I said, I can’t stop fucking you either.”
I shift closer, looking down at my cock. It’s hard again. I can’t go ten minutes without needing to be on her. I push up and settle myself between her legs.
“Look what you did to me,” I groan. “I don’t care if you get pregnant. All I want is to fuck this pussy whenever I want.”
Her gaze lowers, fixated on me as I enter her for another round.
“See.” I pump slowly inside her, watching her lips part, her gaze locked onto mine. “I can’t stop. That’s because of you. How fucking insane you make me.”
She sighs, hands sliding over my back. “You make me crazy too. Can’t get enough of this.” She rolls her hips, taking me deeper.
“You want more cum?” I ask, testing her reaction.
She bites her lips and cries out, pushing up even more on my cock.
“Yes. Please.”
I press my lips to her ear, biting gently as I fuck her harder. “This is the best cunt I’ve ever been inside,” I whisper to her, listening to the sound of my cock slamming in and out of her. “I knew it would be good, just didn’t expect it to be this good.”
She cries out, her body trembling and her cunt clamping down on me. “I love being fucked. You knew I would.”
I’m pumping into her. She winces and I let up just a bit, remembering she’s still sore. “I did. Your body. So damn sexy, like it was made for this, taking cock. Mine.”
“Roman,” she moans louder, reacting to my words, her cunt getting hotter.
She’s getting off on this.
“See, look at you proving me right. Think I don’t feel how much you want this, how hard your cunt is working to suck me dry.”
I go at her harder. “That’s all you want, isn’t it? A hot load of cum, filling your needy cunt.”
She cries, shouting yes, her entire body shaking as her mouth flies open on a quiet cry.
Her pussy pulses all around me and I shove into her over and over, shouting in Russian. I feel her arms close around my neck, her lips against my skin, whispering. “I love you, Roman. I love you so much.”
I’m fucking dead.