Page 8 of The Bratva King's Pregnant Bride

Dominik slid the straps of my dress over my shoulders, and I let the fabric drop to pool at my feet. I lay back as he slowly lowered himself onto me. He kissed me, gently pushing his way inside my mouth with his tongue.

He pulled back, but before I could protest, he lowered himself, bringing his lips to my nipple, and sucked. I gasped, my back arching off the bed as he continued his erotic assault on my breast. Without conscious thought, my fingers crept into his hair to hold him to my chest.

He paused, looking at me, then returned to my lips.

I felt like I couldn’t breathe; I needed to move, to touch, to run my fingers through his thick dark hair, to stroke and suck, bite and lick, taste and feel. My hands ran along his sides, then moved up towards his neck.

His hands started exploring my breasts, teasing my nipples with the tips of long, elegant fingers. His lips trailed down my neck, sucking and licking and nipping. He grabbed my thighs, holding me tightly to his lean body as he kissed me.

He was going to devour me. He knew it, I knew it, and I wanted him to. But it didn’t seem he was taking any particular direction.

In fact, he didn’t appear to have a destination, and neither did I. We just wanted each other, to experience each other completely. To explore each other in every way possible and to savor every second together.

Finally, he pulled back to catch his breath, both of us panting. He held me closer, pressing his body against mine, whispering into my ear. “Do you trust me, Maya?”

I nodded. I didn’t care. What did trust matter right now, when what thrilled between us was mindless lust? I wanted him just as much as he wanted me.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him closer. I felt his warm length pressing against me, causing me to moan out loud and grind my throbbing center against him. He groaned into the kiss, running his tongue up my jawline to my earlobe.

Then, he pushed his cock inside me, slowly stretching me so that I could feel every bit of him.

“Oh, fuck—” I gasped, my eyes rolling back into my head. There was pain, yes, but it was mixed with a pleasure that dripped like a drug in my veins. I felt like I was about to pass out just from the feeling alone, and that was when I felt his fingers grasp my jaw possessively and pull my head down so he could look at me.

His eyes blazed with a dark greed. “My name. Say it.”

I’d never thought being ordered around like this would turn me on, but the ironclad tone of his voice made my center even wetter, coating his cock with my juices. I twitched, squeezing him even tighter, an involuntary reflex that gave away how much I enjoyed him growling at me like that.

“Shit, Maya, you’re so fucking tight.” He grunted, his fingers tightening against my jaw, spasming. “Are you a virgin?”

My breath hitched in my throat, and Dominik’s eyes sharpened on my face. Oh God, I should play it off… But he felt so good inside me, stretching me, that I could only manage a pathetic whimper.

“Please.” I moaned, trying to move, but his other hand grabbed my hip in a punishing grip and held me still.

“Answer me, Maya.” He repeated, his tone hard as steel—hard as his cock, throbbing inside me.

“Fuck, Dominik, does it matter?” I gasped out, frustrated tears stinging my eyes. “I’m not anymore, am I? Your cock is deep inside me right now, and I want you to just fuck me!”

Dominik’s lips peeled back in a feral smile; the possessive gleam in his eye should have scared me, but right then, I couldn’t care any less.

“You don’t know what you’ve done, do you?” He hissed, leaning down to take my mouth in a wild kiss, but he remained frustratingly motionless. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.”

I gritted my teeth, nearly sobbing with frustration. “Dominik, I want you to fuck me. Just fuck me!”

“Hm.” He hummed, a savage sound, and deeply satisfied. “If it was only a fuck you were looking for, Maya, my little mouse,” he murmured into my ear, “then you shouldn’t have given yourself to me.”

I was too far gone in lust and need to even try to understand what he meant, my fingers digging into his shoulders.

“But I’ll take you, nonetheless.” Now, there was a strange edge to his tone that raised the hairs on the back of my neck.

My wariness disappeared, though, when he started thrusting into me quickly, his balls smacking against me with each thrust, the obscene noises only serving to rachet up my excitement.

“I’ll make sure to mold this pussy for my cock, and my cock alone,” he grunted, his eyes blazing with that dark emotion that made me think of gilded cages and smothering affections. “You’re mine now.” He punctuated ‘mine’ with a particularly-angled thrust that pressed upward against a spot that had me seeing stars.

“Oh fuck!” I screamed, my eyes rolling back into my head.

“Say my name, little mouse.” Dominik’s fingers closed around my throat as he continued to fuck me—as he continued to own my pussy.

“Dominik!” I screamed obediently, unable to think about anything else; his cock kept hitting that spot, and I couldn’t control myself as my tongue dangled out of my mouth. “Oh please, please, please, please.”

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