30. Dima

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Dima

M y beautiful woman is going to wear me around her pretty neck and no fucker will get near her. Especially Zidane.

Am I pissed that anyone has touched her? Yes.

Do I have a fucking right to be? No.

The only thing that matters is that I'm the last, no one else will get within enough distance to breathe the same air as her, the undeserving fucks.

She's perfect and lifts her arms up, letting me remove her t-shirt. Ana pushes against my shoulder before I can reach her stomach and try to remove the mark from her skin with my lips and she looks down at the three letters.

"I can't read Russian, what does it mean?"

Am I fuck telling her the lies that were placed on her skin?

Lying is easy when I act as though I don't understand what she's asking and give her the true meaning behind the act and not the word.

"It means you're strong, good, and fucking perfect."

Her smile comes out and she doesn't buy my bullshit avoidance.

"That's a lot for three letters."

Nodding against her lips, I undo the top button of her jeans, giving my fingers space to fit down the back of her waistband and hold her ass.

The idea has barely had enough time to form but I need her to see what I do and kiss her neck.

"Do you trust me, moya krasota?"

My hellion is sweet as fuck and doesn't even have to think about her answer as she says, "Always."

There's no ‘probably not' or outright no. Fucking perfection in my arms. She giggles at my eagerness as I stand with her attached to me and wraps her legs around my waist, pressing featherlight kisses to my neck with each step I take to our bedroom. There's no resistance until I try and lay her on the bed, and she tightens her limbs around me. I straighten up and there's a pink blush on the apples of her cheeks as she scrunches her nose up.

"Can I shower? I can smell that house on me."

Detouring to the bathroom, I let the water run, making sure it's the perfect temperature for my hellion and sit her on the vanity so I can get rid of the rest of her clothes.She doesn't stop me until I start doing the same with my own and her brows come together.

"Do you think I can't do things for myself?"

Her voice hardens and I get distracted when she crosses her arms over her chest, presenting her tits on the shelf of her forearms. Fuck, she's fucking unreal. Everything about her is beautiful and she's got the healthiest glow to her skin. The only thing that would make her look better is my hand wrapped around her neck.Doing just that, I step between her thighs and trace the contours of her neck with my thumb. I gently press my finger under the chain resting against her collar bones and those mesmerizing eyes are on me.

"Do you know what this means, lisichka?"

She rolls her eyes and strokes across my ribs. "Yes. It's a collar. I'm not dumb."

And she still wore it.

"Never dumb," I agree.

Sealing our lips together as the steam rises, I give her the meaning she's purposefully leaving out.

"It means you are mine to protect and care for. Not because you can't do it, but you shouldn't have to. It's my job now, hellion."

Realization has her blushing and a small ‘oh' leaving her lips. Cute as fuck.She doesn't stop me again and allows me to pick her up and walk us under the spray. Ana winces as soon as the water touches her back. It's the same setting she had in her old bathroom, but I lower it until she's comfortable. She wiggles her ass in my hands, and I grind up into her, causing her to gasp against my cheek as she rests her forehead on my temple. She's responsive as fuck, and she always loses her mind over the small touches, but she narrows her eyes at me with the most innocent threat she's ever given.

"If you fall I'm going to laugh at you."

She's crazy to think I'd ever risk her, but I set her on her feet, and she angles her head back, so the spray touches her hair. I comb my fingers through the strands until it's held in a ponytail as she steps forward and talks to them. "Please don't fall out."

It's healthier since she stopped putting chemicals on it and started getting actual nourishment. Little strands still fall away, and I kiss her shoulder before picking up the shampoo she obsesses over. Washing her hair while she focuses on her body, I distract her and hide the ones that fall out on the black tile. They blend in enough that she won't notice them and get upset and I'll get rid of them before she wakes up to see them like I do with the strands that snap while she's asleep.

I notice her humming to herself for the first time, it may be because I'm aware of what it is or her head is in my hands as she slowly tilts her head in time with the rhythm, but witnessing it live is a different level of heartwarming. I don't mean to disturb her comfort, but the intrigue needles me, forcing me to ask, "How have you stayed so innocent?"

She turns in my arms and blinks up at me sweetly. It turns devious within a split second, and she drops her voice, showing her crazy.

"There are two people inside my head."

I don't think it's a joke. She's being serious but I couldn't give a fuck, as long as I get them both or however many versions there are, I won't complain.

Ana stretches up, wrapping her arms around my neck and jumps up, she's like a cat, clambering up my body until her face is above mine and she copies me, washing my hair. But my sweet hellion has to go a step further and presses her lips to my forehead when all the suds are rinsed away. When her lips touch mine I understand her warning about me falling, I'm fucked and she turns my knees weak.

The sheets are only going to be soaked in her cum anyway, so I forgo drying off to get inside my woman. The hellion shakes her head and reaches around me, grabbing a towel. Frustration causes a groan to be ripped from my throat and she smiles down at me before carefully scrunching her hair in the cloth and throwing it on top of our discarded clothes.

With the queen's permission given, I lay her on the bed and map her body with my lips. She's so responsive and the left side of her ribs are ticklish, so I blow a raspberry on her skin, and she grabs my head as she laughs. A full laugh, no restraint or hesitance. I lift up, holding my weight on my hand by her head and trail my fingers over her torso as I ask, "I got some things for you, lisichka, do you want to try them?"

My adorable little hellion fills with confusion as she looks around to see nothing out of place.Kissing her chin then chest, I force myself up and get the box with any grinders I could find and an exact replica of a cock sleeve from her book. If my woman wants to be fucked by an alien, I'll make beep boop noises to give her the full experience. She sits up as I lay each disinfected item beside her and begins inspecting them, the one with dull spikes is tested against her fingertip. Seeing the ring at the top of the rubber, she looks up at me with surprise and then throws herself at me.

The force nearly knocks me off the edge of the bed and she wraps her arms around my neck while still reviewing the haul. The other items are ignored as she snatches up the sleeve. There's a hole going through the middle, so it only fits my length without covering the tip of my dick. Holding it up to me, she swats it against my chest and there's an undecipherable look in her eyes.

"It's like my book?"

I don't know if I've fucked up or not until her smile comes back.She's so fucking adorable. I can't keep my hands off her as she hands it to me with two words.

"Yes, please."

I grab her neck, pulling her forward, and my tongue passes every emotion I feel for the little hellion straight into her mouth. Her deadly hands are on my chest, pressing into me, guiding me where she wants me until I'm on my back and she's straddling me. I'm losing control of myself for fuck's sake.

Flipping her on her back before I fuck her without driving her crazy like she does me, I hold her hips to the sheets to avoid temptation. I can't focus with her hands on me and thread my fingers through both of her hands above her head so I can take my time. It's partly for Ana's pleasure but mostly for mine. I love seeing her twitch and try to ride air because of me, hear that sweet voice come out when she politely asks for me.

I squeeze her hands, so they stay in place, and she doesn't move them as I hold her left tit, feeling her heartbeat against my palm.

"What do you do if you want me to stop?"

My Ana softens as I stroke her cheek with the reminder, and she has nothing but conviction in me as she says, "Tell you."

She hums low in her throat as I press my lips to her forehead.

"Good girl, I'm going to make you come as many times as your body can handle. You want that?"

The most beautiful whimper leaves my hellion around my name. "Dima, please."

My lips don't leave her skin as I mark a curved line from her temple to her neck then blow across her skin. I don't give her anything, other than more frustration and my voice is filled with lust.

"Please what, krasotka?"

Her breath hitches on the last word as though she's never seen herself. I keep going further, not allowing my lips to touch her as I softly blow lines against the sensitive parts of her body until I'm kneeling between her thighs. She looks at me with wide eyes and I keep going with my teasing movements as my lips brush her nipples. There's no demand from her, only soft breathy moans and her thighs twitching as she holds her own hand to keep them in place.

I hold her waist with both hands when she arches her back and press my lips over the words I'll write over as I widen my thighs to push hers further apart. Her frustration comes out as she grips the sheets and softly begs, "Please can you touch me?"

Her beg is so fucking sweet I nearly give in. Squeezing her sides lightly, I pointedly look from my hands to her face. "I am, lisichka."

A frustrated gust of air leaves her lips, and she presses her head into the sheets.I can't have her stuck in her head and sit up on my knees. Holding the back of her thighs, I press my thumbs into the crease and slowly pull them apart, unveiling her soaked pussy.

"Fuck, your beautiful pussy is so wet for me, isn't it?"

She's so fucking adorable, whining and extending my name while knocking her knee into my arm with every syllable.

"Diiimaa, pleaase!"

My hellion has enough power to knock me on my ass, but her knee is barely denting my skin.I don't give her any real relief as I trace the edge of her wet lips.

"This tight pussy is mine, only I get to see you like this, and make you feel good. Don't I, moya krasotka?"

Fuck, she's opened up to me and I can see her leaking for me. Pressing my hand flat between her thighs, I softly stroke up and my fingertips graze her clit. The tiny amount of friction has her back bowing and her moans getting louder, lost in lust for me, trusting me to let her guard down, and trusting me to give her everything she needs. Perfection in its only form.

Rewarding that trust, I hug her hips and bring her pussy up to my face. Oh fuck, she's amazing. Her taste floods my mouth and I mumble something as I lick from her clit to her entrance. As soon as I push inside with my nose buried against her clit, she thrashes and hooks her legs over my shoulders. She's suffocating me, good girl. Finally doing what I want her to and giving me every part of her. Slowly turning my face side to side, I moan into her as she tightens, already close because she wants the sleeve.

She's my perfect dream and holds her breath, without realizing, forcing her climax back as I massage her tits and watch those unique eyes sparkle, but my beauty tries to run away from pleasure. Her muscles twitch around my head, feet planted against my back as she searches for purchase.

I let her go when she's right on the edge of release and lay on my back before gently lifting her so she's covering my chest. My sweetheart limply lifts her head, searching for me as her legs drop open and I seal our lips together. Swallowing her moans is like ecstasy to my system and I circle her entrance without pushing my fingers in.

"I want you to come for me like this, the first time, okay, malyshka?" She nods against me and relaxes as I slowly push two fingers into her.

Her mouth opens on a silent scream, and I brush her hair out of her face, careful only to use my palm as she rocks back.

"Good girl, fuck yourself on my fingers, then we'll see if you still think aliens are better than me."

Ana doesn't come violently as she keeps the same slow pace, it's soft and she tenses, her eyes are even more alive as the lighter swirls of blue mix together and she bites into my chest. I hold her head in place and groan, "That's my woman, mark me, lisichka."

Her hand pushes against my jaw as I speed up my fingers and pull more from her and softly kiss her crown.

"Keep going, and you'll stay on my planet."

It turns more forceful, nearly pushing me away, but the ache in my jaw will be a reminder of this moment. My dick twitches at the feeling of her cum against my fingers, brushing against her clit, and she lets out a whimper as she falls against me. Her eyes are huge and watery as she begs, "Dima, too much."

Her fingers delicately trace my features as she breathes life into me and kisses my chest. I've already given her the test results when she wasn't consumed with lust, but I still ask, "Will you let me feel your tight pussy squeeze my dick raw, lisichka?"

Her lips turn more urgent, and she finds energy as she lifts up, slamming her lips over mine and moaning into me.When she nods against me, I switch my fingers with my dick. She's so warm and tight, threatening to rob me of the little senses I have left and I'm only an inch inside her. I cup the back of her head so she can't break our connection and hold her ass in my other hand, stopping her hips from pushing down. My hellion doesn't stop trying and bites my lip.

Grabbing her nape, I pull her back so she can't do it again.

"Do not move, you're going to come on my dick." My tone is commanding, and I soften it, adding, "Get it ready so that sleeve fits on easily."

Her soft question has me tensing, holding back my release. "Are you going to come in me?"

There's no hesitance, it's desire wrapping itself around the words.What she couldn't do physically, Ana does verbally, and I flip her on her back, burying myself inside her. Wrapping my hand around her neck, the smug little hellion smirks up at me and my voice is rough from all my control being sent into my hips.

"I'm going to fill you up, get started on the little army of hellions that will take over our house."

Giving myself relief, I allow three slow, hard strokes before leaving paradise and sitting up with her across my thighs. It's not possible for my dick to be in her in this position, that's the only way I can fucking stop myself.

She whines and throws her head back. "Stop teasing me."

I position her legs how I need them so her knees are up and lightly tap my fingers off her clit as I tell her the only thing I will ever deny her.

"No. If you close your legs I won't let you come, keep them open for me."

She nods and I find the spiky grinder first. Her lips part as I wear it like a ring over my two middle fingers with the soft spikes sticking out from the inside of my palm, then lightly test it on her inner thigh, making sure it's not painful. My voice is lower as she moans, and I hold her waist tighter, keeping her ear by my lips.

"Are you beautiful, lisichka?"

She hesitates and I increase the pressure as I stay on her thigh.

"Dima, more please."

I repeat myself, adding an edge to my tone. "Answer me. Are you beautiful?"

There's silence other than her moans and I move further down, making her groan, "Wrong way."

I stroke her hair back and the gentle movement doesn't match the rough tone leaving me.

"You didn't answer me, you get one more chance or you'll come once a minute for the next three hours, do you understand?"

Her jaw physically drops, and she looks up at me wide eyed. She slowly blinks, seeing the sincerity on my face and nods once. I have to repeat myself for the third time and I keep stroking her hair back, allowing the gentleness as my voice deepens.

"Are you beautiful, B?"

But she still answers incorrectly.

"You think I am."

I tut and move the grinder further up, making sure she feels the full impact against her clit as I roughly push my two middle fingers into her so she can feel the rubber band around my knuckles and kiss her temple. Her back bows and she tries to pull her hips away from me as I darkly whisper against her skin. "Wrong answer."

I knew she'd refuse and grab the clicker before I reposition her, so she's sat between my thighs with my arm locking her in place across her shoulders. She detonates as I press my forearm into her stomach and move my fingers in waves, so the grinder flicks her clit as I fuck her with my fingers. The whimpers falling from her lips are pure bliss and I rest my cheek on top of her crown as I coo, "Shhh, that's one, malyshka, 179 more then you're done."

She tries to close her legs and I hook my knees on the inside of hers to stop her and grab her throat.

"Do you want me to stop?"

She shakes her head and there's no hesitation in her answer. "Stop torturing me? Yes. I want to feel you, Dima."

I kiss her crown and widen her legs by pulling my own further apart.

"I'm sorry, lisichka, be good for me and you'll get it right next time, okay?"

She manages to lift her ass as she grabs my thighs and grinds against my dick. Her head touches my chest as she looks up at me, biting the corner of her lip. I know what she's doing, she's trying to get me to change my mind and the loud click stops it as I roughly fuck her with my fingers, keeping her head in place so she's staring up at me.

I kiss her forehead as I widen her thighs again and watch Ana whimper and shake. "Sensitive."

"I know," I coo with another kiss to her forehead. "But you gave the wrong answer, malyshka, and this hurts me more."