Page 63 of Violent Love: Viktor
“Terrible things happened to me there. And to my Pakhan.” His fingers toyed with my hair now, not unkind, but absent—like his mind was somewhere far away, somewhere dark.
My hand found the spot on his shirt where the deadly angel tattoo curled over his heart. The one with wings that looked like knives.
I traced it gently.
“I learned how to silence the noise in my head,” he said, quieter now.
“How?” I asked, voice raw, nose stuffy from crying.
He looked down at me, and for once there was no command in his eyes.
“By turning it into purpose.”
I didn’t want purpose. I wanted him.
“I only want you,” I whispered, resting my head on his shoulder as the tears welled again.
“Do you think I would ever leave my perfectSuka?” he teased.“You’re the only pet who can suck my soul out through my cock.”
A smile tugged beneath my mask. I squirmed on his lap. Iwasa good cock sucker.
“You see?” he murmured, sliding his hand between my legs.“Even now, you’re begging for cock. My cock.”
My legs parted for him on instinct, and his fingers found my wet pussy.
“Always wet for your Master,” he groaned, sliding two fingers through my wet heat between my folds.
I twisted against him until my breasts rubbed his chest, hoping to distract him.
“You’re trying to distract me,” he accused, pulling his hand away.
It was worth a try.
“This is your new home. I have responsibilities to the Bratva, and you’ll need to learn how to occupy yourself.”
A pause. Then, dry as ever:“Something more meaningful than having my cock at your beck and call.”
Purpose?
I could try.
Maybe.
But I still preferred Master’s cock.
???
I woke up gasping for air, but I felt him next to me. He was here. Not gone. I wasn’t alone. His arm tightened around my waist, and I relaxed against him, nuzzling my mask into his chest.
“I swear you do this just for more cock at night,” his voice heavy from sleep.
“I dreamt of Borki,” I whispered, but he stiffened against me.“That you left me.”
He sighed and held me closer.
“I’ll get you a phone, my little fuckpet. You can keep in touch with me throughout the day.”
I ran my fingers down his chest, his waist, until I reached his hip.
