Chapter 20

Samara~

M y eyes fluttered open as I felt something on my bare hip, and when my brain was finally awake enough to identify it as Avgust's lips, I closed my eyes again, wishing that I could just go back to sleep. Though that was the coward's way out, I was just too exhausted to deal with him right now.

After we'd had sex the first time, Avgust had re-checked my bandages, and when he'd been satisfied that everything was well, he'd been hard again, and he'd taken me for a second time, showing me absolutely no mercy. It'd been thrilling, passionate, and terrifying all at the same time. It was dangerous to feel as if no time had passed with this man, and that was exactly how I felt.

"Avgust," I sighed, not knowing what time it was and still feeling tired as hell. "I'm exhausted."

"I am not doing anything, vozlyublennaya," he lied.

"What does that mean?" I asked tiredly.

"It's an endearment that could mean love, dear, beloved, valentine…things such as that," he answered as his lips kept peppering soft kisses on my hip.

"How are you meaning it?"

I felt his lips smirk against my skin. "I am calling you my beloved when I call you that."

When Avgust turned me to rest on my side, I didn't stop him. I also didn't stop him when his chest warmed my back, his lips now on my bare shoulder. I was so damn tired, but he felt so good wrapped around me that I was willing to forego sleep for the sense of peace that I was feeling right now. Maybe because I knew that it wasn't going to last. I didn't know what Avgust wanted from me, but whatever it was, I was pretty sure that it wasn't going to end up in my favor.

Against my better judgement, I let out a low moan when Avgust reached over, grabbed my leg, then hooked it over his. He wasted no time sliding his hand between my opened legs, and when his fingertips began strumming my clit, my back arched with pleasure, though I was sore as hell right now.

"Avgust…"

"I cannot get enough of you, baby," he rasped in my ear. "A million times would still never be enough."

My hands fisted in the pillow beneath my head as I asked, "What's going to happen come morning, Avgust?"

"You are going to wake up with my dick in your pussy, Samara," he answered matter-of-factly. "When the sun comes up, it'll be with you in this bed with me, my cock buried deep inside you. That's how you are going to meet all your mornings, baby."

Avgust slid two fingers in my sore body to make his point, and instead of pushing him away, I stretched for him like an obedient whore. There was also a mess between my legs from our earlier two times, but neither of us cared about that. Nothing was off-limits when we were together like this, so I had nothing to be embarrassed about, not that I felt even the slightest bit of shame.

As the slickness from my pussy danced in my ears, Avgust pushed up against me, and his hard cock felt like hot steel on my ass. The very idea of him made my mouth water, and it was a devastating realism that I still wanted him, even when my body wanted to protest.

Needing answers more than I needed another orgasm, I asked, "What does that mean, Avgust?"

"It means that you will be living here, Razh," he answered honestly. "It means that this is your home now, and that we have a lot of years to make up for."

"Oh, God…" I whimpered as Avgust removed his fingers from my pussy to slide them back into my ass. "Avgust…"

"Beg for it, Samara," he demanded, his voice a rough timber of need. "Beg for my cock."

Though I could have easily put a stop to all of this, I didn't. I gave myself over to the madness once again, and it was easy to see why people still chose to sin over what they knew was right. We all had compulsions that always got the best of us, and it was apparent that Avgust Kotov was one of mine. He was also the most dangerous one that I had.

"Avgust, please…" I obeyed.

His lips skimmed my shoulder, his breath hot on my skin. "I'll never tire of the way that you beg, baby. Having you to use as I see fit is fucking everything, Samara."

I couldn't even argue with him on that. Even if we didn't have our pasts between us, Avgust still held my sister's life in his hands, and I would still do anything to keep her safe, and that included being his whore if that's what he wanted.

When he finally removed his fingers from my ass, I hooked my leg over my arm to give him the access that he needed to drive me more insane with desire. The head of his cock pushed at my opening, and I did my best to relax, knowing the discomfort that was going to come next. Still, it wasn't enough for me to stop him from what he was about to do. This had to be what it felt like to be addicted to something, and after tonight, I could no longer judge drug or gambling addicts. After tonight, I was no better than any number of alcoholics out in the world.

After everything that Avgust had put me and Masha through, the last thing that I should be doing was letting him touch me, so what did that make me? Did that make me stupid? Weak? Insane? Despite the feelings that I'd always had for Avgust, falling into bed with him should not have been part of the plan.

A combination of pain and pleasure shot up my spine when the head of Avgust's cock finally breached my opening, ragged breaths pushing past my lips as desire pulsed between my legs.

Knowing how I struggled, Avgust's hand slipped between my legs, then his fingers began playing with my clit as he pushed every inch of his cock inside my ass, the pleasure and pain sending white spots behind my eyes. He played with my pussy like a man that knew exactly what it took to drive me out of my mind, and when his hips started moving in that familiar rhythm, I let out a deep moan, my hands fisting even tighter in the pillow.

"There's my sweet anal slut," Avgust whispered in my ear, making my body ache for him some more. "There's the girl that used to beg for it in her ass, driving me fucking crazy each time."

"Avgust…" I moaned shamelessly, letting my sins blind me to everything else.

"Christ, you take me so well, baby," he grunted as his fingers kept playing with my clit. "Nothing feels like being here with you."

"Don't stop…" I choked out, desire owning every inch of me.

"Not until all your holes are pumped full of my seed, Razh," he swore, his hips pushing into me deeper. "Not until you are a fucking mess all over my bed. Maybe not even then, vozlyublennaya."

Before I could say anything to that, Avgust was pushing his fingers into my needy pussy, and the double penetration was enough to make me see stars. He was owning every part of me, and I was dripping with how good he was at it. Every nerve in my body screamed for him, and he knew it.

He fucking knew it.

"Look at you," he praised. "Taking every inch of my cock like a good girl."

"Avgust, please…" I begged, past the point of shame. "Please…"

"Do you like that?" he grunted in my ear. "Do you like how I'm filling up both your holes?"

"Yes…" I panted. "God, yes…"

I let out a strangled cry as he pushed a third finger inside me, all of it too much. There was no more room, and Avgust knew that he was doing too much, though that wasn't going to stop him. Only the word no would stop him, and there was no way that I'd ever utter that word right now.

"You are my whore, Samara," he growled, his hips moving faster, his fingers stretching me impossibly wide. "You have always been my whore. You will always be my whore."

"Avgust…" I cried out as he pushed me over the edge, my mind threatening to black out with the blinding pleasure that was taking over every inch of my body. "Oh, God…"

Pulling his fingers out of my pussy, Avgust grabbed my thigh, then held my leg up as he fucked into me with brutal strokes, not caring that this was the first time that I'd had anal sex in fifteen years. Though he didn't know that tiny piece of information, I doubted that he'd care, even if he had known. Now that I was cumming all over him, he was in a frenzy to meet me with his own release, and his hold on me was painful enough to make me wince, though tremors of euphoria were still racing through my blood.

"Fuck, I'm going to cum," he warned me. "Your ass feels too fucking good, vozlyublennaya."

Before I could even register what he'd said, Avgust was letting out a low groan in my ear, his large frame seizing behind me, his hot cum flooding my ass like a dirty porn flick. I was a leaking mess, and he was just making it worse with each spurt of his seed.

When I was finally coming down from my high, I felt Avgust's lips on my bare shoulder again, and I had to grit my teeth when he finally pulled out of my ass, a hot bath very much in need. I was going to wake up useless to everyone with how sore I was going to be.

Suddenly, my body felt the weight of every hard day of my life, and it started sinking into the mattress, ready to sleep for a week. However, Avgust wouldn't stop kissing my body, and just when I thought that he was finally going to let me rest, he said, "I love you, Razh."

I fell asleep with those words ringing in my ears.