Chapter 14 - Aleksandr

It had been a shitty day. My brothers and I couldn't agree on how to deal with the newest threat to our kingdom. We were divided on total and swift annihilation of the Armenian organization that was rising in power and threatening our borders or trying to work things out more amicably.

It was always better to have friends than enemies, and Maxim and Dimitry. I preferred to try the diplomatic route, albeit with some strategic head bashing sprinkled in where warranted. Lev, Ivan, and Nikolai wanted the nuclear option. Our baby sister Mila was trying to be diplomatic, as usual, but it was clear she was pissed off about the most recent attack on the bar.

We all took Jakob's betrayal hard, but she'd been very close to his wife, who we'd had to ship back to Russia after his unfortunate accident at the construction site, since we could no longer trust her. Mila missed her friend, and it was the first time she'd had to learn the hard way that not everyone was who they claimed to be.

By the time I got home, I'd planned to slip to my room and get a long hot shower so I wouldn't accidentally show my rougher side to Katie. I still meant to keep my promise to hold off my own desires and drive her a little bit crazy until the wedding, and it would be easier if I didn't see her until my head was on straight.

But there she was in the hall when I arrived home, as if she'd been waiting for me. She wore one of the new outfits I made her order, and looked like a delicious confection in the pale green shorts edged with delicate lace. For barely reaching my shoulder, she had surprisingly long legs, and the idea of them being wrapped around my hips was tempting, but I gripped my hands into fists and began to turn away.

Then I caught the brief flash of concern on her face as her pretty green eyes locked with mine. That small look, combined with her lush little body in those tiny shorts, broke my resolve.

Nothing ever broke my resolve the way she so instantly did, just with the slightest of smiles. I still had time to turn away, get upstairs, and take an icy shower instead of the steaming one I'd been looking forward to.

Instead, I held out my arms, silently calling her to me. She burst into a run and flung herself at my chest.

"I waited all day," she said breathlessly, looking up at me with a smile. "I made you a chocolate cake with strawberries."

My troubles were gone, my enemies forgotten. There was only Katie in my arms. I pulled her close, dragging her feet off the floor. "I can't wait to taste it," I said. "But first…"

I claimed her mouth with mine, eagerly pushing my tongue into her mouth. She just as eagerly parted her lips to let me in. I let out a low growl when her fingers dug into my shoulders, yanking her hard against my stiff cock. It took little more than a smile from her to have me fully hard, straining at the zipper of my suit pants.

I loosened my grip around her and let her body slide sinuously down against mine until her feet touched the floor. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kept her head tilted back, silently begging for more kisses. Swiping my tongue across her lower lip, I laughed and ran my hands down her backside to cup each plump little ass cheek.

"You look better than I imagined in this outfit," I told her. "I can't wait to see you out of it, though."

Her fingers slid into my hair, tugging my head down. "Then get it off me, quick," she said.

I chuckled at this minx in my grasp. Moving my hands lower to work my fingertips under her shorts, I found the edge of her silky panties and stroked just along the lines that clung to her smooth skin. She gasped, and I swallowed the sound with another kiss as she wriggled to my teasing touch. She pressed her soft curves against me, standing on her toes and then lowering her body so that she rubbed against my stiff shaft, moaning with each movement.

With a feral roar, I broke, scooping her up and taking the stairs two at a time. Her smiling face shone up at me, eyes glazed with the same fierce lust that pounded through my veins. Kicking open my door, I tossed her on my bed, my body on top of hers, before her head hit the pile of pillows. As enticing as the shorts outfit was, it had to go.

I ripped at the straps with my teeth, jerking it down to bare her ripe, heavy tits. Her pink nipples were already puckered and I sucked on each one, licking the taut peaks until her back arched beneath me. Dragging the fabric further down, I hungrily kissed my way to her belly button, gripping her waist as she dug her fingers into my hair.

"Aleks," she moaned, her head thrown back into the pillows.

Her auburn hair was bright against the solemn dark gray bedding. I remembered the guest room where I'd ordered her to be set up until after the wedding. It adjoined my suite and had a ridiculous turquoise bedspread, and the image of my little angel spread out against that backdrop was too much to resist.

Like an animal, I lifted her again and carried her across the balcony to the room next door. I dropped her on the jewel- toned bedspread and leaned over her to pull the ruined outfit the rest of the way off her body.

"What are you doing?" she asked, confused, maybe even a little hurt. "You don't want me in your room?"

I shook my head. I was entranced by her perfect, alabaster skin, the tiny triangle of pink silk between her thighs that still clung to her somehow, all her thick red hair spread out against the turquoise velvet, her taut pink nipples begging to be licked some more. My cock ached, straining against my pants, but all I could do was try to take her in, make myself believe she was real.

"You're a work of art," I said, dazed. "A jewel. I needed to see you in a proper setting." I leaned over her, tracing her lip with my tongue. "You're so damn fucking beautiful, Katie."

She shook her head, an infuriating blush rising up her chest to take over her face. She didn't believe me, and I rolled her body to the side to spank her juicy ass cheek for the impertinence. She gasped, and her fingers wound into my hair. Instead of spanking her again, I slid my fingers under the tiny thong and found her wet heat, sinking my fingers into her tight little hole.

My eyes widened, and her blush increased. "Don't be embarrassed for wanting me," I growled, taking her hand and guiding it to the front of my pants. In a rush, I got them open and my cock burst free. I wrapped her fingers around my pulsing shaft. "This is how much I've been wanting to fuck you. All damn day, Katie. I love how wet your pussy is for me. It makes me crazy."

So that I wouldn't come all over her in my crazed desire, I took her hand away, pinning it to the bed. She trembled underneath me, arching as I stroked her with my fingers, easing them in and out of her, then finding her clit and teasing her until she panted and clawed at my shoulders with her free hand.

"I need you," she said, head thrashing back and forth. I reached to smooth the wild red waves from her face and kissed her while forcing her closer to the brink of going wild. "Please, Aleks," she begged, her legs clamping tight around my hand.

I pushed them apart, holding her down. "You're mine, little girl. You'll come when I tell you to, and you'll take everything I give you until then."

"Yes," she whimpered. "But I need it. I need it so much."

"Don't worry. I'll give you what you want as soon as I'm done playing with your sexy little pussy."

With a growl of her own, she shook her hand free and wrapped it around my cock, squeezing and stroking until I was as desperate for release as she was. I could have overpowered her, made her beg me until I gave her what she needed, but I was weak to her innocent, eager touch. I slipped my fingers out of her cunt, soaked with her juices, and found her swollen clit.

Her body thrashed as she let out a high-pitched shriek, and she released her grip on me to clutch at the bedspread as I drove her over the edge. It was better than I imagined, watching this rare beauty come under my fingertips, every inch of her perfect body exposed and writhing against the bright velvet, completely under my control.

Until I couldn't hold out another second. Because I craved her like I'd never craved anyone or anything before. If I didn't quench that hunger soon, I might disintegrate. Before her screams subsided, I impatiently kicked away my pants and spread her legs wide, dragging her so that her slippery opening was rubbing up against my pulsing shaft. I looked down at where our bodies met, the dripping head of my cock about to drive deep inside her.

"You're mine," I told her, digging my fingers into her hips with the last of my restraint.

"Yes," she agreed breathlessly, reaching for me as she tightened her legs around my body, drawing me even closer. "I want to be. I do. I want to be yours, Aleks."

I plunged inside her until my balls bounced against her plush ass cheeks. She screamed as I filled her tight channel, her body limp when I pulled her close to me, but coming to life again when I dragged my teeth across her nipples.

She held onto my shoulders and met my ferocious gaze with one of her own that bordered on the same madness I felt for her. As much as I was claiming her, didn't she already have a stake in me as well?

Or did I just really love fucking her hot little body?

I pounded hard and deep, taking every inch of her tight little space, with her hips moving along with my harsh rhythm and the sound of her gasps driving me on. I eased her back onto the bed, wanting to watch her come again as I took her. Her lithe arms fell open, her tits bouncing as she hit the bedspread, the sight of those pink nipples making my eyes roll back. I ran my hand across her smooth, flat belly, ramming deeper at the image of her swelling with my child. As much as I wanted her pregnant, I also wanted her all to myself for a while.

I leaned over and gripped her hair, turning her face so I could kiss her, then dragged my lips down the side of her neck. "I'm going to come inside you now," I told her.

She nodded, too dazed to speak, but she licked her lower lip and found my eyes with a gaze that told me just how much she wanted me. Just as I was about to shoot my seed inside her, I found her clit and watched her pretty lips drop open, letting her gasps and screams wash over me. Then, with a roar that should have shaken the chandelier above us, I let loose, rocked by the depths of our shared orgasm.

I kept going with every last bit of strength, until her head knocked against the ebony headboard. Her hair was a wild tangle, and I reached to put my hand between her and the shiny wood, finally collapsing in a heap against her.

"Oh my God," she murmured in between panting breaths, her hands weakly circling me.

I rested my forehead against her shoulder, hardly able to breathe with her hair surrounding my face, but not about to move from that blissful position. How long did we lay there, locked together, fighting to regain our breath and sanity?

I finally rolled to the side, and she rolled to face me, eyes closed, with a smile on her kiss-swollen lips. I eased the hair from her sweaty brow, smoothing it behind her shoulders to fan out on the bed.

"I can't think or move, but I don't mind it," she said. "I think I like it, but like I said, my brain's not working."

She wrapped a leg over my hip and snuggled closer so that her cheek rested against my chest. Getting my arm under her to make her more comfortable, I just stared at the ceiling, as dazed as she was.

"That was something," I finally said, trailing my finger down her arm. "There's no way I could have held out until after the wedding like I meant to."

Katie yelped, rising up on her elbow to look at me with shock. "I should hope not."

I laughed. "What? You couldn't have gone another day, either?"

Her face froze, and she went completely still in my arms. "What do you mean, another day?"

I frowned at her sudden change of mood. "The wedding is tomorrow at City Hall. Just my brother Lev and my assistant will be witnesses." She stayed frozen, except for her eyes, which were as round as saucers. "If you're dreaming of a big wedding, don't worry. We can do that later on down the line."

Still silent, she rolled away to sit up straight, hugging her knees close to her chest. For some reason, she seemed deeply shaken, and I tried to reach for her, but she scrambled away, jumping up and pulling one of the pillows in front of her.

When she found her voice, it came out in a surprised yelp. "We're getting married tomorrow?"