Page 51 of Stolen By The Bratva King

Leon pushes his fingers all the way inside, massaging my sensitive spots, and I sigh with bliss.

My brain is no longer able to form coherent thoughts; I’m made of nothing but sensation and need.

Even the fear has receded, replaced by the now-familiar gnawing urge that reaches into my solar plexus, warming me from the inside out.

Leon abruptly withdraws, and I huff with frustration. Then I feel his hands on my hips, rolling me onto my back, and I gasp as his towering form comes into view.

He looks massive from this angle, standing between my thighs like something you’d find in an ancient Roman temple.

Every muscle and sinew is lean and tight, leading my eyes downward to the dark trail of hair above his…

I don’t know what my face is doing, but it’s enough to make Leon grin. “You like what you see,val’kiriya? Because God knows I do. I’m so fucking lucky.”

He cups my ass and drags me to the edge of the mattress, pushing my legs up and out so I’m wide open, ready to take him.

He presses the pad of his thumb on my sensitive clit, drawing a shuddering moan from me.

“That’s it, baby,” he says, making little circles as he uses his other hand to guide his cock. “Relax. It’ll be easier that way. It won’t hurt for long, I promise.”

I grit my teeth and breath slowly, trying to follow his lead.

God, his touch feels good. My clit is so tender and responsive to his every movement that even the nudge of his hot cockhead against me doesn’t make me tense.

Then he pushes deeper, and I feel the stretch. Only the tip is inside, but it’s so there, filling me in a way I’ve never known. Yes, I had a dildo, but it was nothing compared to this.

“Breathe,moya zhena.”

Leon lowers his body and presses a kiss onto my lips. He stays close, pulsing his hips, the tiny movements helping me ease up.

My mouth drops open as he gives me another couple of inches, and he lowers his head to tongue my nipple.

“It hurts,” I whisper. “But I need more.”

“Be careful with your words,” Leon growls against my skin. “It’s all I can do not to fuck you like a man possessed.”

He stands again, watching through heavy-lidded eyes as his thick cock vanishes into my clinging wetness.

I’m in awe, not just of the exquisite feeling, but of his desire. Everything from his throbbing girth inside me to his strong hands gripping my thick thighs is beyond my understanding.

This beast of a man could fuck anyone—anyone—he wanted, yet here he is, barely clinging to control as he claims my virginity.

We groan in unison as Leon finally bottoms out, his muscular thighs resting against my soft flesh. He breathes heavily through his mouth as he swipes his thumb over my clit again.

“Steady,” he murmurs, seemingly to himself. “Oh shit, Emery. I gotta stay here and justsoakfor a minute, or I’m gonna rail you like a madman and come so damn hard.”

I stay as still as I can, but his attention on my clit sends shimmers of bliss through my abdomen, making my pussy twitch.

He snarls and pulls out slightly before shoving deep, making me squeal in shock.

“Stop with the squeezing,” he says, almost sounding angry. “I’m not kidding. I can’t take it. You will be sore for days if I fuck you like I want to.”

I might regret it, but there’s something about the animal lust in Leon’s eyes that I can’t bear to back down from.

Everything about this is crazy, but none of my doubts can intrude on this moment.

I wanna know how it feels to take the fucking he wants to give me.

“I’m no longer a virgin,” I say, clenching my inner walls and rippling them along his shaft. “You keep saying I’m yours, so make me believe it.”

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