Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 84968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 425(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84968 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 425(@200wpm)___ 340(@250wpm)___ 283(@300wpm)
Using both his forearms, he rose above me as he increased the pace of his thrusts.
"That's right. Take it all. I am going to be the first, the only man to come inside this tight little cunt and mark it as mine. You were made for my cock."
"Oh, no! Please don't come inside of me! I'm not on birth control!" I panicked, pushing against his chest, trying in vain to push him away from me.
"Too late, babygirl." He gritted his teeth before throwing back his head.
Veins strained in his neck as he roared something in Russian and came deep inside of me.
I could feel it. Rope after rope of his hot come shooting straight into my womb.
How much worse could this day get?
CHAPTER 15
PAVEL
Fuck. That was the most intense sex of my life.
I thought I knew what a good fuck was, but that had just given me a new high.
I should've known she was going to be spectacular.
After the way she took my cock down her throat, I should've known that was just the start.
And knowing that they were all her natural responses, not ones that were trained over several lovers and tailored to what she thought I wanted, but her actual instinctual responses were just…Fuck me.
There was something about knowing that I was the first, the only man who had ever claimed her.
I had planted my flag in uncharted territory.
I was the first and I would be the last.
No other man would ever know the unbridled ecstasy that existed between her milky white thighs.
The power of claiming her innocence sent dark satisfaction through my veins.
Feeling her tight, virgin body fight against me just to give in to my power.
No, she didn't just give in to me. She got off on it.
I made that virgin pussy come… again.
It tried to fight me just to be consumed by me.
God, she was so fucking tight, her muscles gripping me like a fist as she went from trying to keep me out to pulling me in deeper.
Fuck if that didn't make a warm pride settle in my stomach and my spine straighten so I would stand a little taller.
I still wasn't sure what I was going to do with her, but one thing was certain.
I wasn't giving her up anytime soon.
Before, I was mostly joking about leaving her naked and chained to my bed.
But the more I thought about it, the more I thought it was a good idea.
I couldn't just let her go. She was a liability, and I was having way too much fun.
Lifting off the bed, I left her still panting, my come leaking from her freshly fucked cunt. God, she looked so perfect lying there trying to catch her breath and wrap her mind around what had just happened.
What happened was simple, sweetheart. You became my new fixation.
I padded into the bathroom and ran the bath, filling the large porcelain tub with steaming water and adding an obscene amount of bubble bath. Then I rummaged in the bag I'd purchased earlier while I hunted her down.
After that incredible blow job, I knew I couldn't just scare her into submission or kill her.
Well, I could've, but it would've been such a waste.
Even before I knew her skill was more of a natural talent, I had already planned on capturing and playing with my new pet.
New pets required new toys.
From the same store I purchased the sensory deprivation hood to cut off her ability to scream or hear, I got a whole slew of toys that I planned on exploring with her.
I opened the plastic packaging that held a mid-size metal butt plug and placed it on the edge of the tub. Had I known she was innocent, I would have gotten a smaller one, but she could take it.
It wasn't too long, and at its thickest, it was still smaller than my cock.
I moved it to behind a candle. Not wanting her to see it before I was ready.
The tub was full, and fragrant bubbles spilled over the rim, filling the bathroom with the scent of vanilla and amber. I lit the three candles perched on the corners of the tub and dimmed the light.
It was time to retrieve my new toy.
She had curled up in the fetal position. It was awkward, given her arms were still stretched over her head. The sight tugged at something unexpected in my chest—an unfamiliar discomfort that I quickly pushed aside. I didn't care that she was crying, emotionally wrecked after I stole her virginity.
What bothered me was seeing her uncomfortable.
The contradiction annoyed me. I'd just brutally claimed her virginity yet seeing her in pain from the restraints made me want to fix it.
Her ass still showed the marks from my belt, beautiful pink lines crossing in intricate patterns. The top of her right breast held the impression of my bite mark and her thighs showed the shadow of a bruise. I liked that.