Page 50 of Unwilling Bratva Bride

“Good girl,” Ivan crooned, and that naughty side of me that enjoyed this so damn much beamed with pride.

I readied myself for the last strike, but Ivan was nothing if not an expert at keeping me on my toes. He unwound my hair from his fist, letting my head fall forward, and then ghosted that hand over my likely red ass.

The featherlight touch gave me goosebumps all over, and where they rose on my sore cheeks, it felt incredibly strange and new.

“These are going to look so pretty, sweetheart.” He dragged his fingers over me, back and forth. “And this time, Iwant to feel how tightly that little pussy of yours clenches when I spank this naughty ass.”

Ivan’s other fingers found my slit, twirling over my clit before shoving inside me. I yelped, and it melted into a moan. He pressed them deep, holding them there, and I knew what was coming next.

Crack!

His other hand came down over my ass, hitting both cheeks and making them sting terribly. I clenched around his fingers, already brain-numbingly close to an orgasm. As the burn paired with the slow pump of his fingers, I gripped his pants until my knuckles ached.

“Five,” I whispered.

The slick in and out of his fingers didn’t stop, and Ivan gripped my hair again. “Such a dirty girl. You love taking your punishment.”

God, I do. What the hell is wrong with me?

“Your skin is so beautifully pink, Adley.” His fingers pressed into my G-spot, and I cried out. “Now, you’re going to come for me, sweetheart. And then you’re going to do it again on my cock.”

The onslaught didn’t let up, Ivan’s fingers working me to a climax in seconds. My vision whited out as I crashed over the edge, coming as he buried his digits inside me, still bent over his knees.

At once, I was lifted and spun around to straddle his lap. My ass throbbed, the pressure of sitting making me wince.

“Take me out.”

My brain was jello, so I just reached forward and freed Ivan’s erection from within his pants, downing the zipper and pulling him through. God, I was barely able to think, but I knew I wanted him inside me. Ineededit.

A rumbling groan traveled up Ivan’s throat, and he pulled my mouth to his, claiming me in a hard kiss. His hands then went to my hips, and he thrust me down onto his erection in one smooth motion.

Hollering out against his mouth, I squeezed around his cock, and in moments we both worked to establish a punishing rhythm. Ivan rammed up into me as I arched, my chest pressing into his.

“Fuck me, sweetheart. Make me come.”

Ivan’s thrusts stopped, everything on me. I used my grip on his shoulders to push myself up, my knees supporting me on the bed more as I did everything I could to make Ivan orgasm. He grunted and cursed as I bobbed up and down on him, and that sinful pride of mine swelled again as he made those beautiful sounds.

One hand went to my hair, and then Ivan slammed me down onto him. He bottomed out, making me scream. It was so much, maybe too much, but I fell apart all the same.

As I came around him, my pussy fluttering against his shaft, Ivan thickened inside me. Just as my clit began to burn from the furious rub of his pelvic bone against it, warmth filled me. Ivan’s dick twitched as he pumped me full of his release. I sighed, utterly blissed out, and then I couldn’t hold myself up anymore, collapsing forward onto his chest.

Silence hung as Ivan carried me with him to the back of the bed. He stayed buried deep in my pussy, lying back on the bed and pulling me down to rest on his chest. His heartbeatwas solid in my ear against his pec, and with that, I had zero intention of moving any time soon.

Chapter 20 - Ivan

We lay like that for some time before it was time for the second bit of my lesson. I didn’t bother moving Adley. There was no need, and I bushed her hair off her back to stroke down her spine, getting her attention.

“What do you want to know, Adley? I’ll answer your questions honestly.”

She scoffed lightly, jostling me as I was still warm inside her. “Now? You want me to ask you now?”

Pulling her chin up so that she looked into my eyes, I nodded. “Yes.”

Her brow furrowed, but Adley sighed after a moment, still lying on top of me with her arms pulled into her sides.

“Okay. Well, I guess the easy on first. You work for someone named Vadim you said. Is that the mob?”

I had to chuckle, the simplified breakdown of everything that the Vadims were making me roll my eyes.

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