Page 5 of Spring Awakening

“Ivan, love me. Make me yours.” He raised his hands, and ghosted them over my skin at my sides… his thumbs brushed ever-so-softly along the underside of my breasts.

“I don’t think I can be gentle.” His sentence was punctuated by his hands closing around my breasts. His fingers squeezed as he groaned and pushed my breasts together.

“Ivan, I want you, not gentle. Just you.” His eyes closed as he leaned his forehead against my shoulder. Just as quickly, he stood up and removed all of his clothing. The moonlight slipping in teased me with his tattooed chest. I sat up on my knees as my hand reached out to touch and admire his inked skin. “I can’t wait to learn the story of you from your art.”

He leaned over me, pushing me down on the bed with his mere presence. He closed his mouth around one of my nipples. Teeth scraped against my pebbled flesh before he sucked. Hard. Sensations rolled through my body. And when he moaned against my skin, I felt the answering wetness between my legs. His mouth pulled free, dragging a wet kiss across to the other breast. “Fucking divine,” he growled as his mouth closed around my other peak.

His tongue swirled around my nipple before he devoured it. Every flick of his tongue echoed in my clit. The pulsing grewstronger with each second. Every part of me was throbbing. I needed more. “Please?”

His hands flexed around my hips just before they slid around to my backside. His palms smoothed over my ass. Then lower. His fingers ran along my seam, easily slipped over my entrance. We both groaned at the same time as Ivan released my nipple. “You’re soaking wet for me.”

I’m so turned on and overstimulated that I couldn’t formulate a reply if I wanted to. When he pressed my legs open, I let him. “That’s my girl,” he praised me, rubbing a hand up the inside of my thigh as I kept my legs open for him. “So wet, I can see it.” He swiped two fingers across my pussy, making me moan. “Are you a virgin, zhizn moya?”

His words made me squirm as much as his touch did. “No, but only once when I was sixteen.” My hands reached out for him. I pulled him close, feeling his cock at my entrance. “Ivan, I’m yours and only yours,” I whisper into his ear. With a groan, he shifted his hips forward a few inches, and I could feel myself spreading around him. My body was slick and begged for his entry. “Ivan,” I whispered his name and watched his eyes fall shut. Bliss crossed his features as he claimed my body.

Chapter 5

Ivan

Hearing my name on her lips unlocked something warm inside of me. I gave it a second to envelop me, then I rammed my hips forward burying my entire length in her sweet, hot cunt. Her pussy was clamped around me so tightly I could hardly think.

My lips took possession of her lips, swallowing down the noises she was making as I moved within her. I dropped my weight forward, one hand on either side of her head as I continued to kiss her deeply. Feeling her hands on my body as they clutched at my sides spurred me on.

I felt her legs wrap around my waist, her feet pressed into my hips. They pulled me closer one second, then tried to push me away the next. I rolled my hips, lodging myself even deeper. “Say my name again, my beautiful Dina. Tell me who owns this pussy now.”

“Y-You do, Ivan,” she cried out as her passion took hold and words were lost to her. I could hardly hear her over my roaring pulse, but I felt it. I felt it everywhere.

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Dina

His lips were warm and demanding as they claimed me. His hips slammed between my thighs. It felt like ownership, and I loved every moment of it. I’d finally let go of my control, only to give it to someone else. It felt wonderful.

His hips slammed against me. “My beautiful, Dina.” He withdrew his cock as he fucked my mouth with his. “You’re minenow.” He thrust back into me. His head tilted, and he deepened our kiss even more, our teeth clicked together, tongues tangling.

My body was on fire. Flames filled my veins. I was close to combustion. His hips didn’t stop moving, as I felt the overwhelming freedom I’d been craving for so long finally taking over. “That’s it, Dina.” His words were hot against my ear. “Take me. Feel me.”

I was so close. I moaned as he caught my bottom lip in his teeth, biting down hard enough that I felt it in my nipples. “Oh god! Ivan, I’m almost—” I wrapped my arms and legs around him, I curled around his body, shoving my face into his neck as he thrusted up into me, his cock bottoming out as his fingers pinched my clit, and I exploded.

“Ivan!” My cry was hoarse. My legs tightened around his back, tugging him in just a fraction of an inch deeper. He bellowed into my hair as he shoved himself as deep as he could go, cock pulsing as he filled me completely.

My breathing stayed ragged for long moments. Minutes? It may as well have been an eternity. I felt boneless. Drained, in every possible way. But I also felt so at peace. I groaned as Ivan lifted up from me and picked me up. He carried me into our bathroom and sat me down on the counter before he started the shower, allowing it to warm. He turned back towards me and smiled, kissing me gently. “I’m sorry you had to see me like that earlier. I hope you don’t think differently of me now. That is probably something I should have asked before attacking you in bed.”

I smiled as his cheeks pinkened just a bit. Caressing his cheek, I looked into his eyes and said the words in my heart. “I do, but not in a bad way.” I ran my hand over the tattoos on his chest.“You were like a beautiful, lethal weapon when you were killing them. So methodical and in control.”

“I didn’t want to be,” he admitted. “It took everything I had not to go into a frenzy. The rage in me was fueled by the fact that they dared to threaten you. I didn’t want to scare you, though, more than you already were.”

“I wasn’t scared of you, Ivan. I know you’d never direct any of that anger at me.”

“God, never,” he quickly said, cupping my face in a firm grip, but it’s no less gentle. The love shining in his eyes made my breath hitch. He smiled when he heard it and brought his lips to mine.

Maybe it’s wrong that I’m so turned on by the sheer thought of this man protecting me, but there was no denying that I was. He may be a devil, but he was my devil, and was capable of as much love as he was violence. I ran my hands up his chest and laced them behind his neck, pulling him closer as I ran my tongue along his lips and wrapped my legs around his waist.

He groaned into my mouth, his hand at the back of my head, deepening our kiss as he slid his other hand down my back to cup my ass. He carried me into the shower and proceeded to love me and wash me in the best shower I had ever had.

EPILOGUE

Ivan

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