Chapter 17

Viktor’shungry stare fixates on me as his knee hits the bed, and he climbs on with me. His cock is heavy and long as he crawls behind me, grabbing me by the waist and pulling upward until my ass is high in the air.

I clench my eyes, bury my face in the most luxurious pillows I’ve ever felt, and curl my toes.

“Viktor, maybe this isn’t a great idea.” The pillow muffles my words.

“Of course it is.” His hand slides around my waist, once more finding my clit, and immediately my body melts into his touch.

He lowers his body over mine until his lips are pressing against my shoulder. When I don’t look up at him, his hand sinks into my hair, and he pulls my head back. The burn on my scalp ricochets through my body. Little electric shocks jump from one nerve to another all the way down to my clit.

Viktor nips my ear.

“I’m going to take your ass now. Tell me why.”

“Because my body belongs to you,” I whimper and a tear slips down my cheek. He licks it away and grins. I think I’ve made his night being so compliant, and since he can’t see my innermost thoughts, I can admit it feels good giving over to him.

“Yes, it does, moy sladkiy voin.” He presses a soft peck to the side of my mouth. His finger is gone from my clit. A drawer opens and closes, then he moves behind me.

Using both hands, he spreads my cheeks.

My body erupts with heat, and I clench my eyes shut.

“My girl is so beautiful,” he says while trailing a fingertip over my asshole. Slowly he wiggles it past my tight muscle again, then another finger. “Your little asshole sucks up my finger so easily, it will be better when you have my cock inside.”

I groan. Embarrassment and desire mingle together in my chest. I’m not sure I can untangle them.

He thrusts his fingers in a little further, stretching and teasing as he enters a third finger.

“Too much.” I wave a hand behind me.

“Not yet it’s not,” he assures me and bends over me, kissing my ass cheek. The burn from the spanking renews with his kiss.

“Your ass is a pretty shade of red. It will be even prettier when I put my belt markings all over your ass. Don’t tense up, you’ll love it. I promise.” He twists his fingers, making the burn return my attention back to what he’s doing with them.

“You like the little bite of pain.” He pulls his fingers away. The bed bounces beneath his weight as he moves up to his knees, directly behind my upturned ass.

He’s right, and I can’t explain it or understand it.

The round head of his cock presses against my tight ring and I clench.

“Viktor.” I whine his name, gripping the pillow with both hands.

“Shhh.” A cool dollop of lubricant drops onto the skin between my cheeks. He swipes it over my ass, then again slides three fingers past my muscle. The new sensation makes me clench.

“Easy, Marlena, you can do this.” More lubricant, more thrusts of his fingers, ramping up my arousal.

The bottle of lubricant is dropped to the mattress, and he pushes the head of his cock against my ass again.

“Viktor, slow. Please. Slow,” I breathe, getting ready to bear the pain, but he gives me no quarter. In one thrust, his head is past my muscle.

I cry out.

He’s so much bigger than his fingers.

“It’s too much! Viktor!” I squeeze my hands into the pillow.

He pushes forward again another inch.

I scramble forward, trying to crawl away from the pain, but he has his hands on my hips in an instant, holding me in place.

“You’re not going anywhere.” He smacks my tender ass for good measure and laughs when I try to glare at him over my shoulder.

“It hurts,” I complain.

“And you love it when it does.” He winks before sliding a hand beneath me and finding my clit. “See, soaked just like I love.” He thrusts forward again, moving even further into me. The pain isn’t so much now, not when he’s touching me like this at the same time.

“That’s my good girl. Take every inch of my cock.” Another thrust, harder this time and he’s fully embedded. His balls slap against my pussy, and I cry out, but this time from the pleasure his fingers, his cock, his soul is giving me.

“Don’t move,” I beg him as my body finally starts to accept the intrusion of his thick, long cock.

“What would be the fun in that?” He slowly drags his cock back until he’s almost gone from me before plowing forward in one hard thrust.

I scream, the pain intense, but so is the pleasure as he does it again. His experienced fingers never leave my clit.

I try to wiggle away enough to relieve some of the pressure.

“Fuck!” He fists my hair again. This time he pulls me back toward him until my back arches, and I’m almost staring up at the ceiling.

“Oh, oh, ah!” He’s going further, harder, and I can’t keep up with the sensations.

His fingers move faster, with more force.

My stomach rolls into a tight knot.

I can barely catch my breath.

“Viktor! I can’t, oh fuck.” I grab hold of his forearm and push back at him, matching his thrusts as he fucks my ass harder and faster.

“Good girl.” He leans forward enough to bite my shoulder.

The new sting of pain is enough to send me flying over the cliff. My orgasm rips through me. Every nerve dances, shooting electricity throughout my body. Wave after wave hits and ebbs and hits again.

I’m screaming his name over and over again. It’s too much but not enough and I don’t want it to end.

“Ah, my good girl,” he urges me on as his fingers slow over my clit. “Such a good girl.” He kisses my shoulder then with his hand still in my hair, he pushes me back to the mattress until I’m on all fours before him.

I lean into the pillow, catching my breath, barely realizing his hands are gripping my waist.

He’s not finished with me yet.

This isn’t my body anymore; it belongs to him.

That’s the lesson.

And I’m a fast learner.

I fist the pillowcase just as he thrusts harder into me.

He shows no mercy, taking my body for his own pleasure, plowing harder and faster and harder still until I’m crying out from each movement. My body adjusts to him, accepting him, but he pushes the limits, fucking me with more and more force.

“Tell me, moy sladkiy voin. Tell me you learned your lessons today.” He sounds like he’s holding on by a thread.

When I say nothing, he slaps my ass hard.

“Never try to sneak away from you.” I hold myself up, pushing back at him, taking every inch of him, and enjoying the pain it brings. “And my body belongs to you now.”

He pauses, catches my eye as I look over my shoulder.

“Fuck, yes.” He gives a curt nod. He comes with the roar of a lion. His fingers dig into my hips as his cock fills me.

He kisses my back, sliding from my ass as he trails kisses down to my ass cheeks, kissing each one.

“Stay here.” He touches my back. Then he’s gone.

But only for a moment. He’s back with a wet washcloth, cleaning me, soothing me.

“You are all right.” He looks at me with concern, but his words suggest he’s telling me, not asking.

“I am.” I smile with more contentment than I have a right to as I ease my body down beneath the thick covers of the bed.

He disappears again from my sight, and I close my eyes for just a moment. When he climbs back into the bed, he drapes his heavy arm around my waist and pulls me into him. I burrow into him, accepting the warmth of his body and the comfort of his presence.

“Now. About where you call home.”