Page 31 of Unwilling Bratva Bride

With that, I was thrust down to my knees, and Ivan leered down at me, gesturing with his head to his waist.

“Help a guy out, would ya?”

My fingers trembled as I reached up with my other to work on undoing Ivan’s belt. The buckle was sinched tight, and it took several long moments for me to pull the leather through themetal. All the while, Ivan just grinned, watching me with rapt attention.

It didn’t take a genius to figure out what Ivan wanted me to do after the belt, and as I slipped my fingers around the button to his pants, I swallowed hard. Was I really going to do this? Have sex with him?

Why the fuck not?A dark voice whispered in my skull, and I was shocked by the raw truth behind the words.

Sure, I had a handful of reasons not to, but I also had a couple of rather big ones to give this a try.

One, Ivan was undoubtedly attractive, and how my body responded to him was something otherworldly. Two, I’d promised him I’d do this, to be with him here in the house in exchange for a favor that had already been an enormous boon to my family.

So…

I flicked the fabric over the button, sliding my fingers down to his zipper and pulling it down. But my confidence faltered at that point, and I looked up into his stormy eyes, desperate for some kind of direction or word of encouragement. I knew that was a foolish endeavor, but when I met Ivan’s stare, he licked his lips, his hands going for the hem of his shirt.

Oh my.

Ivan swiftly yanked the thing over his head, tossing it to the floor. He was just as covered in tattoos as I expected, and yet it was a marvel to behold them all. Both of his arms were covered in black-and-gray tattoos that spanned from realistic depictions of skulls to several sections that artistically portrayed his skeleton beneath his skin, which extended down to his fingers.

On his chest, a massive eagle stretched down to his stomach, and a dead rabbit was clutched in its sharp-looking talons and drawn in a neo-classical style.

Smirking, Ivan went for his pants next, and my mouth, which was already hanging open, dropped all the farther when he revealed himself.

All I could do was stare, my pussy flooding with arousal as I ran my eyes up and down Ivan’s body. Those tattoos continued all down his legs to his toes, but I wasn’t exactly paying attention to the artwork anymore.

He’s fucking huge.

Hard as a rock and glistening at the head, Ivan’s erection stood out proudly from his hips, reaching straight up. It curved gently upward, and the tip was just in line with his belly button. How the hell was he going to fit? I was a small person, and that monster looked like it was going to tear right through me.

Ivan chuckled. “Cat got your tongue, sweetheart?”

I blinked, ducking my head as I knelt there. I really didn’t know what the hell to say, and I shook my head. When I risked a glance up, Ivan took hold of my hair again, shoving my mouth toward him.

“Open up.”

Nervous energy flared inside me, and I panicked, gripping Ivan’s thighs as I resisted him. His other hand went to my jaw, his fingers pushing between my teeth to get me to open.

“Don’t make me wait, Adley.”

My body hummed. I didn’t want to make him wait. In fact, as I finally opened my eyes again, staring face to face with Ivan’s glorious cock, all I could think to do was take him in. I was damn aroused by him.

And yes, I was not very experienced, and yes, I didn’t think I could actually take him completely.

And yes, this could certainly never be described as something a “good girl” would do.

But I just didn’t care anymore. I was too desperate for Ivan, too needy for the feeling of someone claiming my body like no one ever had before.

I shifted forward, smoothing my lips around the head of Ivan’s cock. He groaned low, and I began to slide further, testing myself to see how much of him I could take. It wasn’t a lot by any means. Ivan was thick, and that girth stretched my jaw considerably. Still, he tasted like sin and wine, sending the lust flooding my veins into overdrive.

“That’s such a good girl, swallowing me down.”

Ivan's hips began to rock, and I struggled to keep up with his movements, my breath shuddering in and out of me.

“Don’t you fucking stop, sweetheart. Those noises are too damn good.”

The attention he brought to the filthy slurping sounds, the moments where he shoved in as far as he could and choked me on his dick, had humiliation roaring through me. This was so fucking wild. I’d never let anyone do this to me, not likethis.

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