Page 127 of Bound By Darkness

My fingers tugged on the hem of his pants. “Take them off.”

For once, he listened as he chucked them aside, along with his last article of clothing. Leaving nothing between us as he flicked his eyes up. “You sure?”

“We should have done this sooner,” I muttered, my hands wrapping around his neck.

Ivan lifted me gently, a squeak leaving my lips as he settled me onto his lap. His cock rested against the small of my back, the size intimidating as he adjusted his back against the tree.

“I will always be a tool at your disposal.” His hands ran over my back, over the scars of my past. He traced each onein loving strokes as if accepting my past… accepting every horrible mistake I’d ever made.

I adjusted against his lap, a groan leaving his lips at the friction.

He kissed me once, gentle and slow. Much different from the kisses we had shared earlier, as if we couldn’t get enough of each other.

His hands grabbed my ass, a soft groan leaving his lips. “Are you?—”

“Shut up,” I muttered against his lips.

It gave him enough reassurance as he easily lifted my frame over his cock. “You control how fast, the pace, everything,” he whispered as he slowly lowered me onto himself.

A gasp left my lips as I sank onto him as he filled me ever-so-agonizingly slowly, and that’s when I knew he wasn’t doing anything. His arms rested against my hips as he let me adjust.

It hurt as he let me slowly ease myself onto him until I was sure there wasn’t room left. My fingers dug into his shoulders as I slowly created my own rhythm.

His hands did not move an inch from my hips as he let me ride him. As he let me control my first time and dammit, my heart fluttered at the thoughtfulness, but it wasn’t what I wanted.

“I trust you,” I whispered, my legs resting against his thighs. My nails dug into his flesh as discomfort slowly washed into pleasure. “So please stop the chivalry act and fu?—”

Ivan slammed me onto him, his fingers holding tightly onto my hips.

A guttural cry left my lips at the intensity. My fingernails scraped his back as pleasure crashed into me. “Holy gods.”

Ivan replied with a groan, his hands helping keep us in asteady rhythm. “Do you see how your body reacts to me?” He huffed as his lips brushed against my collarbone. “Do you like being out of control?” he whispered into my ear as he pinned my hands against the curve of my back.

A whimper left my lips at the restriction, and my heart fluttered. My head dipped into a low nod, and my eyelids shut as I gave in to the lack of control.

He moved painfully slow, my body shifting to create more friction, more of what I wanted.

He pressed into my arms, bending them in a way that stopped me short, a dull ache rising through them. I wasn’t scared. It made me want to defy his orders more. “Ivan,” I moaned, my legs squirming in an attempt to decrease the distance between us.

He ignored me as he kept the same pace. “Do you see the way my cock slides into you? The way you keep squirming at every agonizing touch?”

“Please,” I moaned, my back arching as his hips rose to mine.

A smile rested on his beautiful face at how he reduced me to begging. Begging for more of him.

“With pleasure,” he muttered against my skin before slamming my hips onto him.

He increased his pace as he let go of my hands to hold onto my sides.

My hands wrapped around his neck as my forehead pressed against his.

Closer and closer.

“Thalia,” he groaned in my ear.

The pleasure was intense, my toes curling as I let out soft whines.

Ivan grunted in response, his speed increasing as we both reached the edge.

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