12. Alek #3
I roam my hands up her sides and I take a quick feel of her breasts again, so soft, pliant, and giving. My thumbs rub across the pink peaks, tight and sensitive. The sounds falling from her lips is a song I wish I could record and listen to any time of day.
Maybe I can wear an earbud when I have a gun pointed at my enemy, her gasps and groans keeping me calm and excited for when I see her after I make a kill.
“Alek. Oh my god, I’m close.”
“Take that cock, Mia. Use me. Use me to make yourself come. I’m nowhere near done with you.”
She rakes her nails down my chest, digging her fingers in so deep, I grunt from the pain. “Alek!” She fucks me faster, her hips curling against me, taking my cock as if she has a hundred times.
I slap her ass, gripping it with my hands, helping her fuck me harder and faster
“Alek. I think… I think…”
“Come for me, Lyubimaya. Let me feel what I do to you.” I’m practically begging to feel her muscles squeeze around me.
Knowing it’s me who is giving her an orgasm? Knowing it’s me who is her first.
Not my son. Not her ex-fiancé.
Me.
I growl in satisfaction, knowing the woman I’ve always wanted is finally mine.
Her hips stutter when her orgasm finally hits. “Alek!” She screams my name, her body jolting with waves of pleasure, her muscles tensing around my cock, milking me for my come. Mia continues to moan, small sharp whines almost has me fall apart.
Mia collapses on me and I flip us over, driving into her again and again.
“Alek. Alek. Alek,” she chants my name as I ram into her, not being careful or gentle.
“Fuck, Mia!” I grip her hips and hold them against me, drilling into her sweet cunt that’s about to be dripping with my seed. I roar, my orgasm getting closer and there’s no holding back.
I drive in one final time, moaning her name over and over again as jets of come spurt from me. I thrust deep with every rope that leaves me, pushing my come as deep as possible.
I collapse on top of her, shouldering most of my weight so I don’t put any pressure on her sore chest. I don’t move. I stay inside her, dipping my tongue into her mouth, urging her into a kiss.
Her tongue twirls with mine, lazy, messy, exhausted kisses as we both try to catch our breaths. Mia’s fingers drift up and down my sides, centering me with her caress.
I push myself up and stare into her drowsy eyes. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” I move the hair out of her face, then trace the edge of her jaw.
“I’m amazing,” she smiles, stretching her arms up and over her bed. “Oh my god, that was…” Mia bites her lip. “I don’t have the words.”
“Me either,” I smirk. “Your chest? How is it feeling?”
“Still sore, but I’m okay. The thing only thing that hurt was the beginning.”
“I know,” I frown. “I wish it didn’t have to.”
“But it won’t again, right?”
“Right,” I reassure.
“Good. When can we do it again?”
I laugh, wrapping my arms around her to roll us to a different part of the bed. She giggles, happiness filling my wicked heart. Flipping us to our sides, I pull her to my chest so her back is nestled right against me.
My cock is still inside her. I want to be ready for round two and that means staying right here wrapped in her warmth.
The rain continues to patter against the roof, a soft lullaby that has us relax.
She turns over to look at me and my cock slips free. I hide my disappointment, missing her warmth already.
“You were perfect with me,” she says, ghosting her fingers across my jaw. “No one would have been as thoughtful as you.”
I snag her hand and kiss her palm. “I’m glad you trusted me enough.”
“Trusted you?” She props herself up on her elbow. “Of course I trust you. I love you, Alek. I’ve only ever loved you.”
“I love you, too. I have for far too long.”
“Really?” She grins, biting her bottom lip as her cheeks turn a pretty shade of red.
“Really. Back when you didn’t belong to me.”
She shakes her head in disagreement. “I’ve always belonged to you. Time had to catch up is all.”
I trace her delicate collarbones, watching as her skin reacts to my touch, pebbling across her body.
“Whatever the reason, I’m glad you’re mine now.
I’m not going to let anyone threaten that.
I’ll kill anyone who dares to try.” I cover us with the blanket and stretch out my arm, signaling her to come closer.
She nestles her head into my shoulder and slips an arm across my stomach. “Thank you,” she says through the beating of rain against the windows.
I look down, confused, and run my fingers through her hair. “For what, Lyubimaya?”
“Saving me,” she yawns, sleep once against grabbing ahold of her.
“Always, Mia. There won’t ever be a day where I won’t save you.” I kiss her forehead and hold her tight.
Her breaths even out and I’m wide-awake staring at the ceiling knowing our peace here will be short-lived. We could stay in this secluded cabin forever and hide for the rest of our lives, but what kind of life is that?
She deserves more. Mia deserves to have the riches my life offers that have been hung over her head for years. I won’t do that to her. I’m going to give her everything she’s ever wanted and dreamed.
If that means having to kill my son, then so be it.
He won’t get away with the crimes he has committed.
I’m going to make sure of that.