I come so hard I’m shaking in her arms, my vision shot, my brain blank of everything. Everything except the knowledge that I’m bare inside of her. We didn’t use a condom. I’ve taken Sera’s virginity, fucked her raw, and have flooded her sweet pussy with my release.
There’s no way in hell I’ll ever be able to let her go.
23
SERA
Alik collapses on top of me and I hold him close. I can feel him everywhere, his weight pressing me to the ground, his cock still throbbing inside of me, his heart pounding right up against mine.
With a groan he starts to push away, but I grip tighter. “No, stay. Just like this.”
“I’m crushing you.”
“You’re not.” I mean, he is, but I like it. Really, really like it. I can’t stand the idea of any other man touching me, but being blanketed by Alik is one of the best sensations I’ve ever experienced. I’m in no hurry for him to pull away and for the real world to come rushing back, filling the void.
We stay sandwiched together for another few minutes before Alik rolls us to our sides, his clothes rubbing against my sensitized skin. He adjusts our position until my head is cradled on his bicep and my top leg is hitched over his hip. He’s still buried deep inside me, softer but making me feel so full.
He brushes hair off my forehead, gives me a serious look. “Are you okay?”
“Mmm-hmm. Very.”
Alik nudges his hips slightly and the friction teeters between pleasure and pain. We’re so close together I can’t hide my wince.
“You’re sore.” He bundles me closer, cursing softly in Russian. “I’m sorry,moya voitelnitsa. Some pain is unavoidable, but I’m sorry to have caused it.”
“I made you do it.”
His eyebrows skyrocket to his hairline. “Made me, huh? You’re underestimating your powers of seduction. I would’ve happily gotten down on my hands and knees and begged.”
“Begged? To have sex with me?” I sound as shocked as I am. “That’s not the impression you’ve been giving off. Not even close.”
Alik draws a finger across my cheek, my nose, my lips. “Self-deception can be a great survival tactic.”
“Meaning?”
“Meaning,” he says with a deep sigh. “I’ve been doing everything possible to keep my hands off you. To stop myself from wanting you. Trying to convince myself that I could stay away from you if I tried hard enough. But…” He drifts off, capturing my mouth in a lazy kiss. We’re both breathing heavier when he pulls away. “As we can see, I was wrong. You’ve become the one thing I can’t resist.”
Warmth infuses me, unfurling in my chest and seeping out to my fingers and toes. “Iknewyou didn’t hate me.”
Alik’s laugh is self-deprecating. “But I think you might still hate me. Just a little.”
He’s wrong. I don’t hate him. I think it’s worse than that. I think I might like him.Reallylike him.
The realization is sudden, overwhelming. Unnerving. We’ve been orbiting each other since the night he brought me to his apartment, caught in our own gravitational pull, circling and circling but never colliding. Until tonight. The arrival of thewoman in gold, the attack at the club, my instinct to get to Alik and the safe haven I knew he’d provide—it threw me onto a collision course I couldn’t avoid. One strewn with feelings and complications and uncertainties that are too messy and, given the general theme of my life, probably too painful to contemplate.
So, I shove those gooey feelings down into a dark, hidden space, just like the room where my uncle kept me captive. Some things really are best kept locked away.
Alik’s voice pulls me out of my head. “And the silence confirms it—you definitely still hate me. Maybe more than a little.” He’s frowning and I swear I see real disappointment flash deep in his eyes.
I smooth the line notched between his brows. “I only hate you when you tell me what I can and can’t do. My family has been giving me orders my whole life. I’m officially done with people controlling me.”
“As you should be. And, in the hopes that you’ll hate me a little less, how about we amend our agreement? From now on, any orders I give will be specific to your safety. And from now on, you’ll follow them,da?”
When I don’t answer fast enough, Alik digs his hand into my naked hip. “You have to agree, Sera. For your safety, for my sanity. I won’t survive a repeat of tonight. When I saw you on the dance floor, the crowd rushing you, that fucker touching you, trying to strip you…” A tremor shakes Alik’s entire body, like he’s reliving it and the fear is too much to contain. “I’ve never been so angry or so terrified in my life.”
His words are honest, his expression vulnerable, and I don’t have to think before agreeing. “When it comes to my safety, I’ll follow your orders.”
“Thank fuck.” Alik punctuates the curse with a kiss. I let him have me, twining my arms and legs around his heavy body until his cock starts to thicken inside of me. “Blyad!” he growls,jerking his hips as my body softens in welcome. “Not again, it’s too soon. You’re too sore.”