Page 70 of Brutal Bratva King

Anya, to my complete surprise, grabs the collar of my shirt and yanks me towards her. “What—“ I stammer, falling against her onto the bed.

She rolls, grabbing me and forcing me to roll with her, until she is sitting on top of me, her legs straddling my hips.

“Anya, what is—“ My words are smothered by her kiss.

The force of her lips crashing against mine shocks me to my core. She rips my shirt off, sending buttons flying across the room, then scratches her nails down my chest.

My cock is hard against her, my body going wild to match her level of ferocity.

While she’s kissing me, she’s dragging my belt open. She shoves her hand inside my pants and grips my cock tightly.

“Take them off,” she demands. I shift beneath her and kick my pants off along with my shoes. She stands on the bed, her feet on either side of me, pulling her panties off.

Then she kneels back over me and wraps her long, beautiful fingers around my cock, throbbing and aching with desire for her.

Slowly, she lowers her pussy onto my cock. I try to sit up and grab her waist, but she pushes her hand against my chest and shoves me back down.

She starts to ride me, pushing her hips back and forth, tilting her head back and gasping loudly as my cock moves inside her. She rolls her hips in a circle, dancing on my lap, driving me insane with the way she is moving.

I grab her hips, and she slaps me hard across the face.

The smirk on her lips pushes me to the edge of pure lust. I reach up, grabbing her throat, I flip her over and pin her to the bed. I watch her eyes flare with heated passion as I pin her down by her throat and start to fuck her so hard that the bed slams against the wall behind us.

She screams loudly, arching her back up towards me, scratching me until I bleed.

Everything inside me comes out in a huge, aggressive surge of desire and I thrust my cock into her again and again, watching as her breasts bounce and her eyes roll back in pleasure.

How the fuck can she be this perfect?

How the fuck can she control me like this?

I fuck her harder and harder until I feel her entire body shaking, she tilts her head back against the bedding, her hair spilling around her like flames, and I watch as the orgasm hits her like a tidal wave.

My cock goes harder than it has ever been, and I explode inside her, gripping her throat tightly and groaning pleasure against her ear.

Breathless, I collapse onto the bed next to her.

She wraps her legs around me, snuggled against my side, and without a word she falls asleep.

I lift her, pulling the blankets out from beneath us and wrapping them around her perfect body.

I fall asleep with her in my arms and my thoughts muddled. I have no idea what just happened, but I am more obsessed with her than I have ever been before.

I am desperate to know what is going on with her.

I can’t lose her. She is everything I have ever wanted and more.

***

In the morning, warm sunlight splashes through the open window and wakes us up with a warm summer breeze.

I reach across the bed to pull her back into my arms, but she is already up.

Blinking, I roll onto my back and yawn, stretching my arms and flexing my shoulders until I feel awake.

Following the smell of bacon and eggs towards the kitchen, I step up behind her and she jumps when I wrap my arms around her stomach.

“Good morning, beautiful,” I whisper.

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