Page 37 of Debt to the Mafia King
“Relax your throat for me, Leah,” he ordered, and I struggled to do what he asked of me. I’d been a fool to think I was ever in control. Viktor was always the one with the power. It didn’t matter if I was—
Both hands on the back of my head, he forced himself into my throat and held himself there. My throat convulsed, and panic began to build in my chest because I couldn’t breathe.
And just when I thought I would pass out, he loosened his grip, and I sucked in a wet breath. When I lifted my eyes to him, his image swam, but I was sure he was smiling.
“I’m going to fuck your mouth now, Leah.” Standing, he stripped his clothes off hurriedly. I only had a few seconds to ogle the hard planes of his chest and naked thighs before he was nudging at my lips again. “And when I am done, I am going to make this marriage official.”
He didn’t need to command me to open my lips. I did it without asking, and this time I forced myself to relax. I forced myself to take all of him and fight down the feelings that I couldn’t breathe.
Viktor’s hands on the back of my head held me in place as he fucked my face with brutal, hard pumps of his hips. Each thrust hit the back of my throat and drew an almost guttural groan from his lips.
“That’s it, baby. That’s it.” He reached down and pinched my nipple hard, and I cried out. My lips vibrated around him.
“You like that, don’t you?” He twisted the tight bud, his movements jerkier now. “You like being my little whore.” Without warning, he grabbed me around the waist and lifted me. Throwing me down onthe bed, he was between my thighs in a second. Lifting my legs around his waist, he surged forward, filling me completely.
Crying out, my back arched off the bed, and my arms wrapped around his neck just like my legs wrapped around his waist.
“You like being filled with my cock don’t you?”
“Yes,” I moaned.
“Good.” He flipped me again, pressing my face into the pillow, he lifted my ass into the air and kicked my legs apart. This time, when he entered my body, the force of it pushed me up the bed.
My insides clenched around him, screaming out against the brutal intrusion and crying out for more all at the same time.
“Because you belong to me now, Leah.” His hips snapped back, pulling almost all the way out, only to drive his cock back into me with so much force that my teeth smashed together.
“This pussy.” Fisting my hair, he yanked my head back, arching my back as he took complete control over my body. And it was control I gave over willingly because no matter what else happened between us, when he was inside of me, there was nothing better.
“Belongs to me, the way it clenches around me. The way it weeps for me. That’s all mine.” His thrust became shallower, and my pussy gripped him tighter than any glove.
My insides tightened, spiraling harder and harder until I felt like, at any second, I would snap. And still he kept fucking me. Just like he had fucked my mouth, there was no mercy.
Viktor took my body and made it his own, and I was powerless because I wanted it to happen.
Curling his body over my back, he curled both arms around me, one to keep me in place and the other so he could run his hands over my body over and over again. When he got between my legs and pinched my clit hard, I screamed an animalistic sound that echoed around the room.
I cried out again when he began to circle it in tight little circles, and I didn’t care if I woke the whole house up. I didn’t care if I wokethe whole state up just as long as the pressure building inside of me broke.
“I’m going to cum.” He groaned through gritted teeth. Rearing backward, he forced me to meet each one of his thrusts until the sound of our sweat-drenched flesh meeting and our mingled cries filled the air. The change of position forced me over the edge first.
Screaming, I thrashed against him, my entire body tensing for several blissful seconds before it relaxed, and I went soaring up into heaven.
Even floating, I felt it the moment he lost control. His thick cock swelled even more, throbbing and filling every inch of me. He jerked once, and then became still, and I felt him coat my insides with his thick, hot seed.
Sated, he fell on top of me, forcing me down into the mattress with his weight.
“You’re fucking perfection, Leah,” he murmured against my skin and rolled to the side.
Glancing at him through the curtain of my hair, I saw him throw an arm over his eyes and smile to himself.
“You’re not too bad yourself,” I joked with a small laugh. Reaching for him, I ran my hand across the sweat on his chest.
Viktor’s head snapped towards me. There was no trace of a smile on his face. “You should sleep now.” Swinging his massive frame from the bed, he tugged on his clothes. “I’ll have someone bring you the morning-after pill tomorrow, so we don’t have to worry about an unwanted pregnancy.”
For a moment, he stared down at me, and I continued to look at him through my hair.
“And I’ll make an appointment to get you birth control in a few days.” He walked away.
