Page 56 of Bratva Queen

His eyes closed and his jaw muscles flexed, before he took my face in both hands and looked at me with a deep anguish vibrating in his eyes. “Please, let me feel you again.”

“Yes,” I breathed out, barely allowing him to finish his sentence, and kissed him. The feeling was almost toxic, almost too much to take after years of forgetting what this felt like.

He sighed into my mouth and let his hands drop to my hips, pulling me against his hard body. I let my fingers travel up his arms, tingling at the tips as they felt the curve of every muscle. Eventually, they slid over his shoulders and cupped his rough, unshaven cheeks.

We pulled apart, gasping for air, staring at each other.

“I missed you so much.” His head shook slowly as he said it, regret clear in his eyes. “I know this is wrong but it—”

“It feels so fucking right!” I ended his sentence for him as my mouth crashed against his again, feeling the sting of my cut lip but pushing through the pain because it was nothing compared to the passion I felt for this man and the urgent need to be completely with him, as close as was physically possible.

I pulled against his shoulders to wrap my legs around his waist. He held my ass with one hand and wrapped his arm around my body. We kissed all the way to the bed, where he laid me down and kissed my neck, pushing my hair—now washed and combed out—over my shoulder. I was already in my negligee and satin robe, so all he needed to do was tug at the belt, and it fell open.

He stood up and pulled his T-shirt over his head in one fell swoop, revealing the rippled topography of his large, beautiful body. I wondered if he spent all his time in Saint Petersburg working out at the gym because Christ! He was a big man. In every way.

I struggled to pull my robe off, to get my negligee off, and fall back with my heavy, post-pregnancy breasts bouncing. Aleksei stood back and licked his full lips, biting the bottom one until it turned white. I quickly remembered the worse-than-ever sweltering bruises across my ribs and my back, and froze up, attempting to hide them with my hands.

“Aleksei, please don’t get angry right now—”

“I’m not,” he said, leaning over me and letting his lips drag down over my breasts and down my stomach. “My anger doesn’t lie with you,” he murmured. “In fact, all I see right now is an invincible woman.” He brushed my hands away, and his lips pressed softly against a bruise. “A remarkable, resilient goddess who overcomes absolutely everything that’s thrown her way.”

He kissed the bruise on my other side, touching me so tenderly and so softly, I was on the brink of tears. I never truly knew that tenderness before. But right on cue, as though he needed me with exactly the same intensity that I needed him, his hands grabbed my ass tightly, digging into my flesh as his kisses reached my lace panty.

“Take it off,” I begged. “Now isn’t the time for teasing, Alek! I need you!”

His smile spread devilishly, just like it had that night. He ripped them down my legs and before I could reach forward to get to work on his belt, he pushed my thighs apart, and I flew back again. His shoulders pressed against my thighs as he bent down and slowly worked his tongue through the slit of my pussy.

“Ah!” I breathed out, trying so hard not to be loud. “Alek—”

“Shhh.” He made the sound with his lips against my clit. I didn’t even know if it was intentional, but the light breeze of his breath hissing through his teeth sent a surge of need deep into me.

“I—” I tried to whisper as he rolled his tongue around my clit. “I… Oh, God, Alek, I want to see you!”

He chuckled deeply and stood up, licking his lips. I pushed up and undid his belt, tugging him toward me while he brushed his fingers through my hair and watched me with soft adoration. I managed to get his pants open and pulled everything down, exposing him to me entirely.

He stood with his long, girthy dick pointed straight at me. I must have gulped audibly because his quick laugh was proud and excited and happy, all in one sweet, low sound. My eyes lifted to his, looking through my lashes as I reached out and wrapped my warm fingers around his hot, hard cock.

“Wow…” I said softly and licked my lips before reaching forward and placing them around the tip. Aleksei sighed, still touching my hair and brushing his fingers over my cheek as he let me explore. This wasn’t to get him “ready”—the man was hard enough—it was all for me. To claim the big dick that I’d dreamed of for so long. That I’d only ever seen the outline of or felt push up against me with our clothes like a solid wall between us.

I’d only gotten him halfway into my mouth with a few strokes before he stopped me.

“Isa, baby, I can’t take much of that… It’s going to push me over the edge way too soon.”

He kicked his shoes and pants off the rest of the way before crawling over my body, but I pushed against him and rolled him over, lifting my leg over his and straddling him with my ass—somewhat more plump than the last time he’d watched it bounce on stage—practically cuddling his balls between his widened legs, with his dick pressing into my stomach.

I ran my hands across his chest and leaned forward, letting my breasts press down against him as I whispered, “I know you were the one to beg this time, but I can’t help myself, I’ve never been the one to take a man, to claim him and his body… and all I want now is to do that with you.”

His happy smile spread, that rarely seen dimple deepening in his cheek, a trait I was sure not many people knew about him.

“Claim away, baby. I’ll get my turn.”

Shit.That was hot. It was a promise that this wasn’t only the first or only time, but the first of many nights like these to come. We were playing a dangerous game, but soon enough it would be just us, with no one standing in between.

I pressed my lips down against his and moaned into his mouth, opening up to deepen the kiss as his cock dug into my stomach and slid against my dripping pussy, making me tremble with desire.

His hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me closer. The heat of his body intensifying the already raging fire in my veins. I could feel my heart racing and my skin tingling.

“Fuck.” I broke the kiss and sat up, guiding him to my entrance that ached with need. He groaned and shifted closer, pushing his pelvis up and I felt the tip of his length throbbing against me. I gasped and pressed down, and felt him slide inside, inch by inch, until he was completely inside me. His mouth hung open, and his breath was hot and heavy as his eyeballs rolled back.

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