Chapter 14 - Ivan

Adley was completely out. It would probably take something equal to a bomb going off to wake her up. Usually, at this point in the story, I'd have left. I did with all the other women I'd brought back here, using that dumb blindfold trick so that they couldn't find their way back.

But I was just staring at her.

Curled up on her side now, still blissfully naked, Adley was only covered across her waist by the thin blanket I used. I didn't bother with a sheet—because why the hell did I need more fabric making me sweat—and she was tucked against my pillow, her breathing even and deep.

I smoothed her long hair away from her back, trailing my eyes over her lightly tanned skin. She was tiny compared to me, thin and almost...fragile-looking compared to the hardened, tattoo-covered jackass persona I wore on the regular.

That scar on her back caught my eye again.

Gently, gentler than even I thought I was capable of, I ran my fingers down the length of it, feeling the subtle ridge beneath my fingers. Disk fusions were no joke. Adley must've been hurt pretty damn bad for the doctors to order that shit.

But she'd survived.

Adley twitched slightly in her sleep, and I pulled my hand away, rolling onto my back and scooting up the bed so my head was actually on the pillow. I stared up at the ceiling.

I really should be leaving right now. That's what I always did once I had sex with someone. I was a hit it and quit it kind of guy, but for some fucking reason, I didn't want to.

I wasn't sure what that was about, except for the obvious pull I had to her. I mean, hell, I'd done all this shit for her —to get her back here—and I guessed that maybe that was why I was content to just lie next to her while she slept.

Enjoying the feeling of lying with someone. That's a fucking surprise.

Still, it wasn't the craziest thing I'd done today. I couldn't even give that honor to yelling at my brothers. Nope, the piece de resistance in terms of going absolutely batshit was the fact that I'd made Adley toss her BC.

Because, come on. Who the hell was I for doing that? I wanted her to get pregnant? What was wrong with me?

That was not typical for me. Hell, it wasn't even just a dumb, temporary kink that I could write off as a one-time interest. I wanted to do that to her again. I wanted to see Adley ripe with my child, fuck her that way, and then do it all the fuck over again.

"You've lost your damn mind, Ivan," I whispered to myself, careful not to wake Adley up.

And as much as that was probably likely—if I wasn't already bat shit enough to be considered a true psycho—I felt powerless to do anything about it. She was just…it. I needed every part of Adley in ways that I couldn't put into words or begin to truly comprehend.

I remembered what I needed to do tomorrow. Lev's fucking lead .

It had to be dealt with. I knew that. But every part of me just wanted to stay in this room with Adley and see how many more times I could make her fall apart for me.

My brain churned as tiredness began to settle in, my muscles aching damn good after our little workout. It pulled on something else I recalled about Lev and our several conversations as of late. It even circled around to Pietor.

They'd both been pretty vocal about their new additions to the family, the women that came into their lives and changed everything. Was that what this was?

I do not have time for that.

Life didn't usually give a shit what you had time for, though. So, I just slipped my legs under the blanket and looked over at Adley one more time.

Tomorrow is going to be…interesting.

***

When morning hit, I woke, surprised that we'd both slept through the night. That was a fucking first for me, and the rest just made me more ravenous than ever. I boomed with energy, and as I turned over onto my side, Adley still lay facing the other direction, curled up.

And still so very naked.

My cock twitched. I was already hard from the relaxation, but seeing my woman splayed out next to me flooded me with arousal that had precome dripping from the tip of my dick. Sliding over, I ducked my hand down between Adley's legs, stroking.

She jerked awake, but her gasp melted into a tiny, desperate moan as I continued to toy with her slick folds.

"Wha…Ivan…what are you…?"

I sunk my finger inside her. "No talking. Not unless you're screaming my name, sweetheart."

She moaned, rolling her hips against my hand as I worked her core.

Breath rushed in and out of her as I stroked harder and faster, pulling out to rub the needy bundle of nerves in Adley's clit. She groaned frantically, and I could feel her clamp down on my fingers as I shoved them back in.

Adley was already so close, and fucking hell, I loved every second of it.

Just a few delicious swirls later, and she was tipping over the edge. I yanked my hand back as the orgasm began to claim her, and Adley turned toward me, her eyes wide and pleading.

I could see she was about to speak, which meant it was the perfect opportunity to stuff my fingers in her mouth, forcing her to lick them.

"That's Adley. Suck them clean.."

Her wide eyes held mine, and I growled as her tongue slid between my fingers. The sight was too damn good, and I needed to taste her for myself. Moving up onto my knees, I grabbed each of Adley's legs, yanking her into position and sinking down between her thighs.

"My turn."

Holding her legs apart, I drove my tongue into her wet pussy, and she cried out for me, yelling my name like a good girl.

"Ivan! Fuck!"

Feasting on Adley was better than I could have imagined. Having her beneath me, writhing and squirming as I tongued her soaked pussy was heaven. I'd been imagining this delicious taste since I offered to help with her family's debt, and damn, it felt good to get exactly what I wanted from her.

I swirled my tongue inside her, rubbing my thumb against her clit. I was determined to wring every last drop of pleasure from her until she was a spent puddle again, that good girl image she hid behind obliterated and replaced with who she really was.

My good little slut.

She arched against my mouth as another orgasm drew closer. Adley's fingers tangled in my hair, her nails digging into my scalp. I relished the sting, my cock rubbing against the bed as I instinctively rocked my hips.

The moans and pants peaked, and Adley's legs trembled as she fell apart for me. Her taste flooded my mouth as she came.

I need her wrapped around my cock—now.

Pulling back, I smirked down at Adley's flushed face, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. Her nipples strained, and all I could do was grin as the obvious embarrassment turned her pink.

"Such a naughty thing. You can't hide from me, Adley." I gripped my cock, stroking as I held her stare. "You love coming all over my face like my good little whore."

Her eyes blew wide, and she bit her lip. Adley might want to fight how much she loves this. But that won't last long.

I grabbed Adley's legs again, dragging her closer to me and positioning my dick right at her folds, rubbing through them again. She whimpered, already so worked up, and I lifted her legs up over my shoulders. Pinning her hands to the mattress and framing her face, I licked my lips, still tasting her.

"Say you want it, Adley."

She blinked, her expression at war with the way she rubbed herself against my shaft.

"I..."

Gripping her wrists in one hand, I used the other to fist her throat.

"Say it."

"Please, Ivan," Adley whined. "I want it."

I thrust my cock inside her, relishing how she cried out from the onslaught. Bottoming out in her tight pussy, I rocked my hips to stimulate every inch of her.

"Ahh!"

Adley arched, her walls squeezing me, and I rammed my hips forward, bouncing her sweet little breasts as I bucked into her hard. Mine. If anyone touches her, I'll fucking kill them .

The thought consumed me as Adley moaned and gasped around the pressure on her neck, mewling as she clenched her hands into fists. Gentle tears bloomed at the corner of her eyes, her eyes shut so damn tight.

"Fucking beautiful, sweetheart."

Everything around me condensed down into that exact moment, and all I could think about was the tight, wet slide of my cock deep into Adley's pussy—breeding her.

I needed to fill her up like I needed air, and her wonderfully tight cunt squeezed around me as the orgasm claimed her.

"Ivan!" She screamed my name, her body pulsing and trembling.

Adley milked my release, and I grunted—damn-near growling like a beast—as I emptied myself into her warm, wet core. She was all fucking mine, and I would have it no other way.

The frenzy calmed, air rushing in and out of me as I leaned forward and rested on top of Adley. Her breath whispered across my skin, and that delicious scent of hers filled my nose. She whimpered lightly, a hiss of discomfort, as I slid myself free.

I was sweaty from fucking her twice now, and a shower would definitely be necessary.

As I looked down at her, Adley struggled to meet my eyes, renewed exhaustion making her eyes lidded.

"I'll be gone most of the day, sweetheart. Don't get yourself into trouble."

She blinked, looking between me and the bed, but didn't say anything. As she rolled onto her side, Adley grabbed the sheets, pulling them over herself. I was about to yank them away when she sat up and then stood before me.

"Can I…shower too?"

My jaw nearly hit the floor. I was likely this more relaxed version of Adley, and I was glad to see that the dumb notion that she didn't want this was slipping from her. She was my sweet, naughty girl, and she was going to start loving it if I had any say.

"Only if you plan on sucking my dick clean in there."

Adley's eyes flared wide, her lips parting. Still, I could sense the way her body responded, seeing her nipple harden again beneath the thin sheet.

"And you won't be needing that."

She looked down at her hands, which held the bunched-up fabric. She offered a tiny nod before letting the sheet tumble to the ground. I groaned, gripping myself tightly. I was already up to go again. That was a lovely treat.

I opened my arm toward the bathroom, gesturing for her to start walking. She did, and as Adley passed by, I smacked her ass hard and quick. She yelped, turning over her shoulder to look at me, and all I did was give myself a stroke that had more dripping from the tip.

Eyes flaring, Adley blinked and then turned around for the shower.

I did not have time for this. I was already running late thanks to that wake-up, but Lev and his information could fucking wait. Right now, I had my prize to enjoy, and I would delight in every possible second I could claim her.

And right now, that meant watching her suck my cum-covered cock as I washed my hair.