Page 13 of Ruby Menace

“Good.” I stroke her cheek with my fingertip. “So show me.”

“Show you?” Her throat works as she swallows as I move my hand to cup the back of her head with my palm, my fingers weaving through her hair. The tension between us becomes something else… something electric. “Kirill…” she sounds uncertain, grasping for something tangible. It’s the moment to guide her.

“Show me that you understand that you are mine. Show me that you can do better things with that smart mouth than argue with me.”

“With my mouth?” She licks her lips and her cheeks begin to grow pink as I reach for the buckle of my belt and unfasten it.

“Do you need me to paint you a picture, little bird?”

“Ohhhh,” she breathes out. Enlightenment begins to dawn on her face. I don’t need to unbutton my pants. Her nimble fingers work it free and then unzip my fly. She’s still looking up at me when her hand slides into my undershorts and curls around my shaft.

I hiss out a breath. “Yes… you understand now?”

Tiana’s soft hand wraps around my cock, and I bite back a groan. Her touch is feather-light, but it’s enough to have me growing hard in her palm.

“Kirill,” she whispers again, her eyes wide and dark as she stares up at me.

“Do it,” I reply, my voice rough and low.

She licks her lips, her eyes dropping down to the hardness in her hand. “I’m not sure I know what to do.”

So sweet and innocent… It will make this even better. I chuckle. “Do your best, little bird.” And then I grab her head and press myself against her mouth. She squeaks in surprise, her eyes widening even further as the head of my cock slides past her lips. She gasps as I thrust forward, touching the back of her throat. I’m not gentle with it, and her eyes start to water.

“You’re mine, Tiana,” I growl, my hips bobbing forward. “Mine.”

I feel the moment that she starts to give in, her hands moving to grip my hips, her mouth moving with me.

“That’s it,” I murmur, my voice low and rough. “Take it all. Show me who you belong to.”

She moans around my cock, gripping me harder, her mouth moving faster. She starts to suck, her cheeks hollowing as she takes me deeper, her throat working as she tries to swallow me whole.

I groan, my hands moving to tangle in her hair, my hips thrusting harder, faster.

“Yes, Ptichka,” I growl. “Just like that.” Fuck, it feels good. There’s no finesse in her movements, but she makes up for it with enthusiasm. She makes small gagging sounds each time the crown of my cock slams into the back of her throat, but she’s still holding my hips firmly, her fingers curling into the fabric of my pants.

“You like that, don’t you?” I growl, thrusting my cock deeper into her mouth, feeling the back of her throat spasm around me. “You love it when I fuck your mouth like this, da?”

She gags again, but she doesn’t try to pull away. Instead, she sucks harder, her lashes fluttering as she gazes up at me.

I love the way she looks at me, her eyes wide and dark, her lips stretched around my girth. “You’re such a good little cock-sucker, Ptichka,” I moan, my shaft throbbing in her mouth. “You were made for this, made for me.”

“Mmmph…” Her eyes are still watering, but she doesn’t stop, her nostrils flaring as she struggles for breath. My head drops back as I keep my grip on her head, loving the way she whimpers and whines as I fuck her mouth mercilessly.

“You are mine, Tiana,” I grit out, my hands tightening in her hair. “Mine. You are never leaving me. Never leaving this bed. And as soon as I’m done with your mouth, I’m going to make you come all over my cock.”

The image of her bouncing on my dick has my balls clenching tight. It’s a sensation that pushes me over the edge, and I feel the heat of my cum rushing through me as I finally explode.

“Blyad!” I groan out loud, my hips thrusting harder, my cock throbbing as I fill her mouth with my seed. “Swallow,” I manage to choke out. “Swallow it all.” I groan again as she sucks me dry, each draw of her mouth feeling as if it’s pulling into the pit of my belly. I’m gasping by the time I’m done, unsettled in a way that I’m not used to feeling when our eyes lock again. I pull out of her mouth with a pop, my cock glistening with her saliva.

“You’re mine, Tiana,” I pant, my breath still coming hard. “Mine.”

She nods, her eyes wide and dark, her lips swollen and wet. “Yours,” she whispers, her voice throaty.

I smile, my hand reaching out to stroke her cheek; her skin is like fine velvet, soft and warm. “You are such a good little bird, Tiana. And I will never set you free.”

Chapter Five

Tiana

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