Page 34 of The Bratva's Hostage Bride

“How fitting…” he growls before he settles between my legs. The next thing I know, his tongue is probing my pussy through my panties. He gives a soft, satisfying groan, and I know that whatever we’re doing, he’s enjoying it, and so am I.

I blush when he moves my panties aside and kisses my lips. “You’re so wet already,” he purrs.

I blush again and try not to squirm too much. He encourages me to spread my legs wider, and I do so, only to have him stick his tongue inside of me and wiggle it about.

I close my eyes and arch my back slightly. This feels exceptionally good, better than any time I’ve touched myself.

While his tongue is tasting me, his right thumb comes up to play with my swollen clit. I can feel how engorged it is when he touches it, and I groan softly.

“Luka… Don’t tease…” I groan.

He pulls off me and smiles. He stands up and pulls his vest off, showing off his perfect abs and the ‘v’ of his hips leading down to the pants he’s undoing and dropping.

He hasn’t got anything else on, and he quickly mounts me, pressing his erection against my entry.

“It’s going to feel like pressure building up,” he murmurs. And it might pinch a little, like a small ache. I won’t go fast, and if you want to stop, just tell me.”

“Okay…” I say nervously. I put my hands on his shoulders, and he slowly rubs cock between my folds. I realize it’s to lubricate himself before he pushes inside of me exceptionally slowly.

I feel the pressure but no ache, at least not yet. He’s big, though, and I feel as though I’m being stretched to the limit.

Luka kisses me once he’s all the way in and smiles. “See, not so bad. You ready to move with me?”

I nod, my eyes heavy with pleasure.

Luka starts to pull out of me, only halfway, and then he pushes back into me. I feel that ache he’s talked about. “Move with me,” he murmurs.

When he pulls out, I pull away, and then we move to meet again in the middle. I gasp out, almost ready to mewl in pleasure.

We continue to move like this for a time before Luka groans. “I can’t take it. I’m going to cum.”

This just spurs me on, and I whisper bravely. “Move faster.”

He looks down at me with hooded eyes. “You sure?”

I nod, and he starts to move a little faster and a little harder.

I groan as my hips move to meet his with every thrust. I drop my head back, exposing my neck, which Luka immediately attacks with kisses and bites. I’m sure he’ll leave marks.

I bend my leg to allow him easier access in and out of me, and he pumps his hips. I arch my back.

What follows is a mixture of pleasure and pain as he chases me over the edge by touching me while he moves. I feel like I’m being electrocuted. My skin buzzes.

Luka moves a bit harder and grunts before burying his dick inside of me. I feel a warmth spread inside of me and realize he’s found his own orgasm.

Chapter 12 - Luka

My head is pounding when I wake up to my phone ringing. I reach over and grab it from the bedside and quietly answer, “Hello?”

“You’re late for the gym,” Wynter says. “You still coming in today?”

“Yeah, yeah. Sorry, I overslept. Let me just shower quickly, and I’ll be there.” I hang up and carefully extract myself from Hannah before stealthily sneaking across the room and into the bathroom. I groan softly when the hot water hits my skin, and a part of me wishes Hannah was here with me. Last night was amazing. It blew my fucking mind.

I’ve never been that close to someone before.

I get out of the shower and wrap a towel around myself before brushing my teeth and shaving. I go back to the room quietly, but I needn’t have been worried about disturbing her. Hannah isn’t in bed anymore, and her clothes are gone.

I get dressed, but I’m a little worried she just sneaked away like that. Normally, girls like to lounge in my bed and talk afterward, but I don't have time to talk. I’d make time for Hannah, though.

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