Chapter Five
“What exactly are you begging me for, princess?” Vadim asked, voice edged with roughness, lust he could no longer contain.
He’d waited for her too long, wanted to see her come undone, satisfied by the knowledge he stripped her shields bare and made her scream his name. Only then, she’d become his in every sense of the word.
“You’re going to make me say it, aren’t you?” she retorted. There it was, the fire in her eyes.
He smiled in response.
“I want…” She hesitated, clutching at his shoulders tighter, her tits brushing against his chest. Maddening, but he wanted to hear it on her lips. “You.”
He flipped her over, her body cushioned by the soft grass. Eve yelped but didn’t push him away, or tell him she changed her mind. Too late for regrets either way. Vadim hooked his fingers into the soft silken material of her shorts, yanked them down, along with her underwear, baring the slick jewel between her legs.
Shy smile on her lips, she parted her knees for him, giving him a glimpse of her sleek, velvet folds, an open invitation. Vadim dispensed with his bottoms and boxers, until he stood in front of her, nude.
She sucked in a breath, eyeing his thickening dick. “You’re—”
She couldn’t continue.
“Speechless?”
“Can you really fit in me?”
He knelt in front of her, blanketed his body over hers and took her lips again. The sweet taste of her, of crushed berries mixed in with vanilla, exploded on his mouth. She kissed him back, fervently, biting his bottom lip. His unexpected little hellion.
Vadim left a trail of kisses down her neck, licked, sucked, and savored every inch of skin. Reaching her groin, he gripped her thighs open, legs she vainly tried to close.
“No. All of you—tits, cunt, ass, and the rest of your body, mine.”
She sucked in a breath, nodding as he eyed her tempting pink folds.
“Such a pretty pussy. I need a taste.” He flicked his tongue over her clit, back and forth until it hardened. She moaned above him, clawing at the grass as he sucked on her outer lips, pushed his tongue into her opening. Vadim ate her out, loving every groan and sound of pleasure he wrangled from her lips.
When she wove her fingers into his hair, he didn’t protest.
“Come for me, princess. Do it now,” he ordered, biting lightly on the nub of her clit. She squirmed, back arching as she climaxed, screaming out his name. He licked her clean, like a satisfied cat. Her eyelids fluttered, and a languid expression settled on her pretty face. He gave her thigh a warning squeeze.
“No, don’t go to sleep yet, princess. We’ve just begun. I intend to take your virginity then claim your other hole, too. Maybe not today but soon. I’m a ravenous man. I want all of you.”
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Uttered by another man, those words would have unnerved Eve, but she felt sated, her body aching in some places where he bit her, left his marks over her. She didn’t know why she liked that, why they were different from the bruises left behind by the three men who’d nearly raped her three days ago
No, Eve understood. Those men saw her as disposable trash, one body among many to use and abuse, but not Vadim. Vadim wanted to keep her, desired her when she thought no other man would want her.
When she’d first met him, she confessed wanting to have what Clarissa and Raul did, but her sister’s relationship, Clarissa’s insistence on choosing her own man, had doomed all of them. Eve saw that now.
“My father,” she muttered, unsure why the fuck she brought this up now, “offered me as an alternative to my sister to Gustav Petrovich. He refused, saying his son deserved better than a consolation prize, a reject.”
Anger flashed in Vadim’s green eyes. “Gustav’s a bitter little man, and he’ll soon pay for his crimes.”
She gripped his arm in warning. Eve had already lost her family. She couldn’t recover if Vadim was taken from her, too. He was on her side, her dark protector. One didn’t choose whom they loved, and she’d held a torch for him since she’d been a girl, a foolish brat with idealistic dreams.
“What did you mean by that?”
“You’re my one weakness, princess. I’d been placed in a position where making the wrong move could fuck things up, but now’s different. Gustav might have succeeded in his revenge, but he discounted you. Ask and I’ll kill him for you.”
Eve sat up slowly, clenching her fists by her sides at the startling revelation that she held the power to end the life of the man she hated, who planned and waited five years to end the entire Valentin family.