Chapter 17
Maksim~
W hen I'd said that Katja was beautiful enough to drive a man to his knees, I hadn't been lying. However, when she had looked up at me from her knees, her eyes swimming in tears, that'd nearly been my undoing. I'd seen her eyes filled with tears of anger, fright, and embarrassment, but never tears of hopelessness, and I'd never seen anything so fucking beautiful. Strong women were an aphrodisiac that most men couldn't resist. However, a strong woman that broke as gracefully as Katja was something rare.
I had also underestimated how stunning that fucking body of hers was. At the hotel, I'd been too enraged to really appreciate her incredible figure, but I wasn't enraged now. When her dress had pooled around her feet, it'd been all that I could do not to fall to my knees and just worship her. Of course, the stars that were tattooed on my body forbade such a thing, but in the privacy of our own home, I wouldn't have cared about any of that.
At any rate, as I began to undress, I couldn't take my eyes off the way that Katja was playing with her pussy, the fingers on one hand dancing through her slick folds, her other hand cupping one of her full breasts, and before this night was over, I was going to fuck those magnificent tits of hers.
Transfixed, I had no conscious thought of removing my clothes as Katja played with her pussy, her body arching beautifully every time that her clit sang. Her legs wouldn't stay still, and though her moans were low, I could still hear them. While she might not want to be here, and while she might not want to be doing this, her biological pleasure was undeniable. Every touch felt good, and she probably hated herself for that.
"Make yourself cum," I ordered, my voice deeper than usual. "I want to see that sweet pussy of yours dripping on the bed.
With my cock hard against my abs again, I watched as Katja made herself cum, and if I'd thought that she was beautiful before, that was nothing compared to what she looked like now. This wasn't like when we'd been in the restroom at The Swan. There, we'd both been fully clothed, and what we'd done had been lewd by all accounts. She'd been a woman being finger fucked in the men's restroom, so this was definitely something different. Though still lewd, she was still a piece of art.
"Oh, God…" she choked out when she finally came, and I wanted nothing more than to lick her pussy clean. However, I hadn't forgotten who I was.
As she came down from her high, I walked over to the nightstand, grabbed one of the condoms in the drawer, then put it on in record time, detesting the need for it for the first time in my life. I wanted to own Katja Volkov, and a condom prevented that. Nonetheless, that didn't mean that I couldn't defile her everywhere else.
Ideally, I'd be getting on the bed with my back to the wall, so that everyone could see me fucking her, but that wasn't going to work for me. I'd be on my knees, and I couldn't have that. So, instead of jumping her like I wanted to, I said, "Come here, then get on your hands and knees, baby."
Katja turned her head to look at me, her sun-kissed eyes glowing with desire, and if I didn't know better, I'd say that she was high, but she wasn't. It was nothing more than a good orgasm making her forget all the bad things in her life right now. The pleasure derived from an orgasm was a gift from God, and done right, it could make you forget damn near anything.
I crooked my finger at her, and that's when she finally remembered why she was here. However, to my surprise, Katja crawled over to me, and my dick had never been harder. With her round ass perched high, her huge tits swinging beautifully, and her gold-colored eyes peering up at me from underneath her lashes, she crawled to me like a fucking goddess, and I could feel a rush of anger dance down my spine at the thought of her crawling to another man like this. She looked like a rare jungle cat, and I couldn't stop the growl from my throat at how I'd been stupid enough to allow others to see her like this. I'd made a mistake, and I was man enough to be able to admit it.
Nevertheless, I couldn't stop now. Even if I didn't want her more than I wanted to take my next breath, we were men of our word, and I had flipped the switch on this show. To cut it short now would suggest uncertainty on my part, something that I'd never admit to anyone outside the top hierarchy of the bratva.
When she was finally in front of me, I grabbed the back of her head by her hair, then positioned my cock against her lips. Even though she had just made herself cum, Katja wasn't here because she wanted me, and I understood that. So, because I was so thick, it was possible that I might tear her apart once I got inside her since she wasn't genuinely turned on.
"Spit on it," I ordered. "Get it nice and wet, baby."
She did as I'd told her, and satisfied with her work, I gave her a tight nod. With no need to vocally instruct her, Katja turned around on her hands and knees, and like a real whore, she positioned herself face down and ass up, and she really did have the prettiest cunt that I'd ever seen.
After dropping a bead of spit on her asshole, I watched it drip down to her pussy, and when her tight hole clenched, that's when I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed her hips, then slammed home in one thrust, the feeling of her wrapped around my dick making me see stars.
"Oh, God…" she choked out as her hands fisted the blanket.
Ignoring her cries of discomfort, I let my cock ruin her cunt for all other men. I rammed into her hard and deep, my thick cock splitting her wide open, her pussy lips like a vise around every inch that I was plowing into her. I wanted to rip off the condom, but even as out of my mind as I felt, I still knew better. If I did that, then I'd be done for, and that wasn't going to happen here. When I finally flooded her womb, it was going to be in my bed with just the two of us.
"Take that cock," I grunted behind her, my fingers digging into her hips. "Show me how good you take every fucking inch, baby."
"Maksim…oh, God…" she panted. "Oh, God…"
Letting go of one of her hips, I reached out, grabbed a fistful of her hair, then yanked her upwards. "Tell me what a good little whore you are," I ordered in her ear. "Tell me what a good girl you can be for me, baby."
I felt her hands reach back and latch onto my hips, trying to hold onto anything. "Maksim…"
"Do you feel that?" I taunted. "Do you feel how deep my cock is sliding inside you?"
"Yes…" she whimpered. "Yes…"
"I'm going to use you, Katja," I warned her. "I'm going to use you until there's nothing left."
Her entire body shook with emotion. "Maksim…"
I pushed her face back down on the bed, and as she grabbed hold of the blanket again, I dropped another bead of spit onto her asshole, then slid my thumb inside. "Have you ever been fucked in the ass?"
"No…" she choked out brokenly.
My eyes almost crossed with her answer. "Never?"
"No…" she panted. "Never…"
"Then I guess I'll be the first to ever stretch it open," I smirked, my hips moving faster. "I wonder how much you'll be able to take your first time, baby."
"Oh, God…don't stop…" she cried out, the double penetration making her wild. "Maksim…please…"
"Are you going to cum for me?" I grunted, pushing into her deeper. "Are you going to cum all over my cock?"
"Yes…" she whimpered. "Don't stop…God, yes…"
When I removed my thumb, then replaced it with two other fingers, that's when Katja finally came for me, and her hold on my cock and fingers was tight enough to make me growl with the need to possess her forever. When I had suggested that she be my whore, I hadn't ever imagined that I'd want to keep her afterwards. However, there was no question about it now. No way would I ever let another man feel what I was feeling right now.
As soon as she was done cumming on my cock, I pulled my fingers out of her ass, then grabbed her by her hair again. Yanking her upward, I said, "I'm going to ruin you, Katja. I'm going to fuck you until you have to beg me to stop. I'm going to tear you apart, then put you back together just so that I can do it again."
"Maksim…" she whispered, her body cumming for me again.
Unable to stop myself, I let out a roar of my own as I finally came inside her, the condom a regret that I wasn't ever going to repeat again. My hips pushed up against her ass until I had nothing left to give, and even then, I didn't want to pull out of her. Still, never having been one to avoid reality, I knew that I needed to get her out of here and find a way to fix this. I knew without a doubt that Melor's phone was probably ringing off the hook with offers for Katja right now.
Pushing that thought from my mind, I pulled out of her, and the entire experience left me cold as her pussy clenched in the aftermath of her orgasm, my seed nowhere to be seen.
Yeah, that wasn't happening again.