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28. Anastasia

TWENTY-EIGHT

Anastasia

V itali hides his crazy too well. It’s always smiles and laughs, stupid jokes, and food in his hand that it convinces peoples he’s not totally fucking insane. I’m crazy too because hearing him declare I’m his has me softening when he was literally about to make me an orphan. Somewhere in my warped mind the gesture is sweet, endearing and heartwarming that he cares about my comfort that much.

Peeling his arms off me before I give in, I walk backwards as he tries to grab my hands. His threat is a rumble as he hardens his eyes with each slow step I take.

“Be ready for when I catch your ass and turn it red.”

I slowly shake my head and repeat his words from a similar setting.

“But you might not be chasing me anymore.”

He takes a deep breath that makes him larger as I enter the tree line.

The sun has set, and I’ll hide out in the acreage surrounding the wedding venue until he’s gone if I need to. I kick off my heels when I hit the dirt and turn, pumping my legs. The suit jacket covering me slips off my shoulders and my hair whips against my skin. My feet slap off my ass and he’s unable to match my speed with his knee.

“Anastasia, fucking stop!”

But he doesn’t allow the weakness and I turn to see how much distance there is.His fingers brush my bicep as he propels himself forward, taking me down with him. He twists our bodies, so I land on top of him with my arms behind my back and locks my legs together as he grits, “Run from me again, I’ll fucking chain us together.”

He flips me on my back, and I kick out at his good leg. It gives me enough leverage to crawl out from under him and a breathless, full-of-light laugh leaves me. I run. It’s freeing and pumps adrenaline through me as twigs snap and leaves crunch behind me. He doesn’t issue threats or try to have a conversation; he lets out an animalistic growl and weight slams into me again.

All the air is knocked out of me as I’m slammed against a tree. The rough bark scratches against my shoulders and my hips are pinned against it. I’m unable to catch my breath as he grabs my wrists and holds them above my head in one hand. The other hand is wrapped around my neck, and he bites my lips, hard. It’s not meant to cause pleasure, but I moan. The vibration presses against my teeth and his dick is hard, digging into my stomach.

Pleasure floods my veins as Tali roughly turns my head to the side and bites into my neck with a claim. “You are mine.”

He tightens his hold on my wrists, dragging me up, so I’m forced to lean on my toes. The soft earth makes it harder to maintain my balance and the only thing keeping me steady is Vitali. But he enjoys fucking with me mentally and pushes his thigh between mine.

The pressure has my eyes rolling back and he squeezes my neck to a point just before my air is totally cut off. His voice is deeper, rougher, and assaulting my senses as he asks, “Whose sweet cunt is this, Asya?”

I don’t answer and lock my jaw to prevent the whimper escaping as he pushes his knee up. The wildness in his eyes affects me more than it should, it calms me and calls the dead parts back to life. He removes his comforting hold around my neck at the same as taking away the pressure from between my thighs. His dick is pressing into my stomach as he pins his hips against mine and tightens his hold on my wrists until my fingers tingle. My body is dragged forward as he grabs the neckline of my dress and roughly tugs it down, exposing my chest, and he blocks everything. Not just the sight of me, but internally Vitali covers my perception of reality until all I can see is him. His hand is gentle as he cups my left tit and rolls my nipple with his thumb, it’s slow and teasing, matching the lilt of his voice.

“Who do you belong to?”

I remain silent and his eyes darken before he pulls his hand back and his fingers slap off the side of my tit. It forces a deep guttural moan from me, which spurs him on to do it to the other side. My chest moves rapidly as I stare at him, waiting for more, but he delicately holds my nipple between his two first knuckles and repeats himself with a threatening edge.

“Who do you fucking belong to, Anastasia?”

Fuck, he’s going to torture me, and my teeth pierce the thin flesh of my cheek as I bite harder to stop myself voicing the wish.

My knees go weak as he tuts and tightens his hold on my nipple. The gentleness has left and he roughly tugs. How is he making me want him more by punishing me? I fight back, knowing I’m safe with him and throw my head forward, aiming for his face. There’s not much power behind it due to me leaning on my toes and my arms stretched above my head. But pride washes over me as I brush his jaw. Little strands of my hair get stuck to his stubble. He smiles widely, crazed, as he pulls his head back and exclaims, “That’s my fucking girl.”

Another slap lands on my tit, directly over my nipple, making me suck in a breath as he says, “Keep fucking fighting me.”

His teeth dig into the swell of my chest and my head falls back. He doesn’t soothe the sting as he pushes his hand between my thighs and feels how soaked I am.

“You want me to prove myself? To fight me and know that I will fucking tear you apart if it means I get to rebuild you again?”

My panties are roughly pushed to the side, and he pushes two fingers into me faster than my lust-addled brain can anticipate. The cool air brushes my heated skin and I lift higher on my toes, trying to escape the rough thrusts of his fingers.

I continue biting my cheek as he answers his own question with gravel in his voice. “Good. Never fucking stop.”

His teeth are everywhere, my jaw, my chest, my neck, my cheek, but he still manages to keep talking between laying claim to me physically.

“Because you know I need to work for it. For you.”

Our noses brush as he lines his eyes up with mine and neither of us look away as he bites both of my lips. His tongue comes out licking against my lip in an odd pattern. He’s marking them, painting the letter V against them.

I love it and loathe it, the rational part of me takes over knowing I can’t allow him to claim me, and I ignore any injury I could cause us both as I throw my head forward. My knee comes up at the same time as my cheeks puff out from the scream he keeps trapped with his teeth. I don’t freeze with him. I fight and it’s enough to get his hands to loosen around my wrists.

That morsel of pride that he implanted in me grows stronger roots as I pull my hands down with all my strength to break out of his hold despite wanting to forever remain in it. Vitali slightly stumbles back to prevent standing on my feet, and I run. I don’t care that my dress is pulled down and my ass is out, something tells me it’s safe with him chasing after me and he lets out a harsh breath, alerting me to his proximity as I quickly turn between the trees.

My freedom is short lived as weight rockets into my back causing me to slip. My body slams against the floor but my head is protected as he bands his forearm around my throat. The weight on my back pushes me deeper into the earth as he pushes his knees between my thighs and lays over me. He bites into my cheek as I’m flattened with my other cheek cushioned against the moss. The unmistakable sound of his zipper being undone has my fight lessening in anticipation, but his voice is rougher against my tingling cheek as he lets my skin go.

“The only time you fucking listen is when I’m inside you.”

There’s no warning as he pushes into me with one thrust and holds my forearms together at my back. He slowly pulls out but there’s no gentleness in the movement as he keeps me subdued below him and bites out, “So, this is how we’re going to talk.”

His hips slam off my ass as he thrusts back in, hard. It pushes my body up, the rough stones and twigs scraping against my skin as he continues punishing me with his mouth.

“You are mine.” His arm bands tighter around my throat and he pulls out to the tip. “This pussy is mine.” A scream builds in my chest as he slams into me.

I’m dragged up so we’re both on our knees and leaning forward, my chest stuttering as I find my voice.

“Fuck. You.”

He fucks me harder and drops his arm from my neck to roughly palm my tits as he bites into my neck. The mix of pain and pleasure has stars bursting behind my eyes and my head falls back to rest on his shoulder. The claims don’t stop as he slaps against my chest and grits, “These beautiful tits are mine.”

Another bite to my shoulder that sinks far deeper than my physical body. His voice raises in violence as he grabs my jaw and grits out against my ear, “Everything is fucking mine!”

I shake and try to twist my arms free as I refuse. “No, it’s not!”

The hands keeping me up abruptly leave and I manage to twist my arms in front of me in time to protect my face. My palms scrape against the ground and a pathetic half moan is breathed into the earth as he pulls out of me.

A rough hand threads itself through my hair and I’m pulled up to sit on my knees. Vitali stands above me like a king. His clothes are fucked, there’s mud all over him, but his dick is twitching in front of my lips, and he’s found a way to look even more attractive. I glare up at him for no other reason than I can, I don’t need to hide right now, and he doesn’t either. He allows his emotions to show without a smile as he grabs my jaw and digs his fingers into my cheeks.

“Open your mouth.”

They press against my teeth as I try to rip my head back. My hands don’t move though. They’re content remaining at my sides as he takes half a step closer and pulls my head back so I’m looking up at the sky.

“I’ll fuck the lies straight back down this pretty little throat,” he says low and deep. “Now, open the fuck up or I’ll make you.”

A chorus of ‘make me’ screams inside my head as he stares down at me. The slow smirk shows he can see those two words on my features, and he wraps his hand around my throat, reducing the amount of air I can take in. It’s not uncomfortable until he smiles and pinches my nose closed. My body reacts on instinct, and I open my mouth, choking down air as he drags me forward.

A deep moan vibrates through me as he pushes into my mouth. The sound of his pleasure mixes with mine and he hugs the back of my head as he pushes into my throat.

“That’s it, malysh.”

His fingers thread together between my hair as he keeps me in place and fucks my throat in shallow thrusts. Spit drips down my chin and the force of his movements has my knees sinking further into the ground. My body rocks as he groans and alternates between thrusting into my face and dragging me up and down his dick.

“Fucking made for me.”

I hold his thighs for stability and swallow around him to keep breathing. But he blocks it and thrusts into my mouth as his fingers tighten so my nose is pressed against his groin. My choked gags make him slow down, but he doesn’t pull out fully, he drags me back so he can see the tears escaping my lashes. The playfulness is still there mixing with the crazy bastard he hides as he follows the tear streaks with his muddy thumb. Awe wraps around his vocal chords and everything in me melts as he says, “You’re so beautiful, even when other people try to dirty you.”

He studies me; his dick is in my mouth, but he searches my eyes and whatever he sees causes his hands to loosen on my hair. It gives me enough room to pull back and I attempt to run again as I refill my lungs. My throat burns and I don’t even make it to my feet when he flattens over me and pushes me onto my back. He grabs my wrists as I attempt to slap out at him and presses his knee against my inner thigh to pin the limb in place. He doesn’t give me his full weight as he pushes my legs apart and pushes back inside me without the use of his hands.

My arms are pulled taut, outstretched at my sides, and I dig my fingers into the ground as he fully buries his dick inside me. My back bows as he grinds into me with a wish.

“If only the lips on your face opened up for me in the same way.”

A smile lifts my lips that does not belong in this situation, and I manage to choke out, “That set is better.”

He becomes more violent, his eyes darkening and his jaw tensing as he leans over me, so we’re nose to nose to bite out, “No.”

The air is knocked out of my lungs as he pulls out only to thrust back into me so hard it has me on the edge of release.

“I’ll prove myself to you.”

He needs to shut up.

“Fucking jump through any hoops.”

He’s building me up and tearing down my defenses as he fucks me harder.

“Tell me something real.”

My frustration rises at the lack of acceptance. All Vitali has to do is literally take what’s in front of him instead of always chasing my voice. I don’t stay silent as I plant my feet and buck my hips.

“Fuck. Off.”

His thrusts are more purposeful as he lets one of my hands go to push his palm against my stomach and grits, “I’m giving you another ring.”

I press my fingers to his jaw, trying to get the words away from me, but he makes it worse.

“Gonna fuck a few of our beautiful babies into you, fully claim you as mine.”

I clench around him as my eyes roll to the back of my head and my heels make holds in the dirt from the force of my body trying to hold on.

“You like that, don’t you?”

It’s my turn to use my teeth and I latch onto his earlobe as I beg him to shut the fuck up.

“No.”

But he doesn’t, because he’s Vitali and he gently knocks his jaw into my cheek as he threads his fingers through my hair.

“I can feel you soaking my dick, how tightly you’re gripping me, begging for my cum.”

I let his earlobe go before it gets ripped off and he rests his forehead on mine as he presses more of his weight into me. He doesn’t look away from my eyes as he asks, “Is that what you want?”

I shake my head and my voice lowers as he angles his hips.

“No.”

It’s breathless and weak, making him smile and drill into the spot that has my body contorting.

“You need me to breed this pretty pussy.”

It’s not a question but I thrash and slap out, trying to push his face away.

“Liar.” He thrusts into me hard. “You need me.” He grinds into me, applying friction to my clit. “To fill you with me.” My air is cut off as my back lifts off the ground, my crown pushes into it fully and the stars above me get closer. “Have you even more glowing as you grow our kid.”

His words don’t let me float away; they fill me with panic, cutting off my release as I rush out, “No. I can’t.”

He tuts and grabs my throat to push me down and sits up on his knees. He gently strokes across my jaw in a contradiction to his hips slamming into me as he coos, “Don’t lie to yourself, sweetness. You’re watering the earth just at the thought of it.” His voice is even deeper as he grinds into me. “At the thought of having all my babies. Admit that you want it, you want to be mine, my wife, mother of my kids.”

Before I can argue, he lets my extended arm go and drops over me, leaving an inch of space between our lips as his full crazy comes out.

“Now kiss me like you love me or I’ll kill your mother.”

“Oh fuck,” I moan, and he smiles against my lips before adding more to his threat.

“Make me believe it or you’re not allowed my precious cum.”

I scream out as my climax rips through me. My entire body shakes and the air is more weighted as I travel through it and Vitali’s proud shout joins in, echoing around us between his thrusts.

“That’s.” Thrust. “My.” Thrust. “Fucking.” Thrust. “Girl.”

But he doesn’t go back on his threat and abruptly pulls out as he comes on my stomach. His cum lands on my skin, shooting out in ropes against my chest, my stomach, and hitting my chin. My mouth is open, and I tilt my head, catching it as he groans. He falls to the side of me, our legs tangled together, and breathes heavily while I sink into the ground, waiting for my body to stop shaking. His lips are right by my ear, and he breathlessly says, “Fuck, Stas, you’re perfect.”

Despite his clear lack of energy, he pulls my dress up, so I’m covered and kisses a path across my cheek until he reaches my lips. I wince when his knee brushes my sensitive flesh, and he softens in apology.

The man is a machine and recovers before me to kneel between my thighs and tuck himself away. He doesn’t remove his lips from mine or pull my dress down, so I try to do it, but he gently holds my wrist to stop me. “Let it dry, malysh, you’re mine.”

I’m about to argue when he cuts himself off and slaps his hand over my mouth. His head turns to the side with every inch of body tensing on alert. The soft breeze is disturbed by sound moving around us in the distance of the line of trees. Whatever it is remains out of view and I can’t pick up twigs snapping but it’s getting closer. The leaves crunching become more pronounced from multiple sources and positions and it’s like the trees have come alive.

I pat Vitali’s pockets for the knife he always carries with him, but they’re empty. The fucking idiot dropped it. We’re too far away to get away from them and my heart races at whoever the fuck is going to pop out between the trees. He doesn’t even breathe as he remains fixed above me, whispering, “You’re going to run.”

No “we”, everything is we. Why the fuck has he decided to change his fucking mind now? At the worst possible time?!

Shaking my head because I’m not going to leave him, he levels me with a look telling me to shut the fuck up. Dima’s training comes back, anything can be a weapon. All we have to do is get space and go back to the wedding filled with a bunch of psychos.His brothers are there, and I’ll deal with the humiliation of everyone seeing the state I’m in before I ever allow him to get hurt.

I try to wriggle out from under him, but he bands both arms around me and drags us to stand as he pulls my dress down at the same time. His knee is causing him pain and he tries to keep weight off it. But the dickhead pushes me towards the direction we came from and pulls his body away faster than he should be able to as he antagonizes them.

“Come get me, motherfucker!”

His white shirt is like a beacon under the moonlight, and something catches my eye shining on the ground where he first tackled me.

Fucking dumbass. He left his gun.

He’s an even bigger idiot thinking I’d leave and shouting so I can hear where he is.

“You want revenge for your Vor? You can suck my dick!”

Vitali has a death wish because the trees are alive, shadows step out under the fractured strips off silver light and they’re not Bratva. We don’t hide our affiliations, and Vory don’t move with military precision. The shadows engulf him, and my lungs burn as I follow the sounds of a struggle.

There are no discernible features, and I aim at the blobs around his arm, cocking back, aiming into the inky silhouettes. My heart sinks at the dull click and there’s no kick back. The shadows wrap themselves around me. Their hands are covered too and there’s only a dark band around my waist as I’m pulled back. I throw my head back and drop my weight down as I scream, “VITALI!”

My brain throbs as I connect with something hard and metallic, it doesn’t stop me moving as Vitali looks at me and the shadows grab him. I can make out their gloved hands against his white shirt sleeves and they kick into the back of his injured knee. The gun is still in my hand as I attempt to run closer with rage flooding me. The arms twisting around me loosen as I kick into their thighs, they drop entirely when the heel of my foot connects with their balls, and I run.

I can’t work out how many people are on Tali, there’s nothing red just black silhouettes.Something slams into me, knocking all the air out of my lungs and my face hits the dirt. I can’t see anything, only sounds of a struggle as something scratches my nape. I push my fingers into the dirt trying to crawl out from under whatever is weighing me down as there’s a deep scratch below the surface of my skin. Cold floods my body; it’s artificial and weighs me down even further. My vision blurs and I can’t see Vitali. The weight on my back settles into my tongue as I attempt to call his name and then, it all stops.

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