Page 106 of Viparious

“What? I was minding my business and then you just started stripping in front of me.”

I fall back against the bed as he takes two steps and falls over me to catch himself with his hands beside my head. I’ve unlocked a new Vlad character, and this one is playful as he looks down at my legs wrapping around his waist.

“I didn’t say I don’t like it.”

My mumble has the attention back on my face. I’m weak and his biceps are caging me in. That big vein is basically mine and it twitches, making me drool. He drops his voice as he speaks against my lips.

“You were rubbing your ass against my dick all night. When you need me to fuck you, say it.”

I refuse to beg him and lift my head. My lips skim his jaw as I turn at the last second and latch onto his bicep with my teeth. My hips move on instinct as I moan into his muscle, feeling all the strength inside of him.

But Vlad is a neurotic asshole, and he digs his fingers in the sides of my neck as he holds my nape, forcing me to let go of my dream. My teeth marks mix with the dark-blue ink on his skin, the red is highlighted in each indent with a white center, and he wraps his other hand around my jaw before planting a bruising kiss on my lips. I’m dazed as he ends it too soon and drops his hold on me. I land with a small bounce, and it allows sense to enter my body. Unwrapping my legs from his waist, I lay back, deflating into the sheets as I close my eyes and ask, “Do you have condoms?”

Please say yes.

My eyes open to the devil staring down at me and he wraps his hand around my neck.

“One chance is all you get to give me a reason why the fuckyouwould need them?”

It’s normal again and I press my neck into his palm, being a smartass.

“I was going to throw you a party. I wanted to use them as balloons to protect everyone from your personality.”

I smile sweetly at him as he traces my lips. There’s no comment to shut my mouth and he grinds into me. Each movement matches the words slowly leaving him.

“You’re mine, nothing will ever come between us.”

My lust isn’t fully doused, but rational thinking is allowed in as I bite back my moan and croak out, “Then you’re not fucking me. I’m not on birth control.”

All of the wonderful pressure is removed from my body, and he peels my legs off him as he stands, shirtless and beautiful, with arrogance on his tongue.

“I’ve wanted to fuck you and went without, you haven’t. Enjoy waiting, moya koroleva.” He picks up his shirt, jacket, tie, and cufflinks then turns to leave, speaking over his shoulder. “You’ll come to me on your knees when you can’t take it anymore.”

I’m throwing a tantrum inside and it reaches my hand as I pull the pillow from above me and launch it at his head. It flies past him and hits the wall a good half a foot away from him. The asshole turns his head, looking to it then me with his stupid mouth opening again.

“Your aim is still shit.”

I feign nonchalance and sit up, talking to the wall.

“I meant to do it.”

He laughs and it’s a beautiful sound, an even better sight as his back cords to show his muscles perfectly.

I have an issue with restraint around Vlad, so I do the mature thing and lock myself in the bathroom. His toothbrush is in the holder, but I don’t have any thoughts of putting it in the toilet. He doesn’t issue a warning either as he walks out of the room and closes the door behind him. It’s fine, I don’t have to fuck him to get release and I’ll get birth control today just in case I’m a liar. I count to a hundred before leaving the bathroom and getting dressed.

Fully dressed and ready for Verena’s doctor’s appointment, nerves swarm my gut. It’s stupid when I can see she’s growing, hearing them talk in percentages all the time makes me feel like I’m doing something wrong. As though being a parent is a test and they marking how poorly I’m doing.

My steps slow, feeling the tension before I’m even around anyone else as I go to the elevator. Vlad didn’t wait for me and he’s not in his private office. I repeat the details in my head about how my baby has been since her last visit. One word, perfect. Even when she cries in the middle of the night, she’s perfect after knowing Vlad’s fears.

There are no sounds of chatter as the elevator doors open. Everyone is sat staring at Vlad’s office door with disgust and protectiveness makes me speed up. He doesn’t need it. The man is more than capable of defending himself and he has a list of sins longer than my arm. But he’s Vlad and there’s good inside him contrasting everything bad he’s done and will do.I don’t have any false ideas that he’ll become an upstanding citizen or any less violent, but I know he will never, under any circumstances, allow that violence to touch us.

I haven’t seen any of them after my short-lived move and disgust morphs into confusion when they look at me then each other. Val moves before the others and takes measured steps until he’s in front of me. He’s weird as fuck and holds my shoulders, speaking slowly like I’m an idiot.

“Are you okay?”

Staring up at him, I copy his tone and speed, exaggerating it to point out that he’s strange.

“Yes…I…am…fine.”

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