Dimitri's Forbidden Submissive(81)

Rya sighed softly while Dimitri dried her off and he hissed as he saw the welts rising along her ass and thighs. “He hurt you?”

“What?” She looked over her shoulder and smiled. “Nah, that’s not bad. I’ve had much worse.”

Unable to resist his need to soothe her, he kissed each abrasion, each discoloration of her golden skin. By the time he reached her thighs she was shifting restlessly against him. He thought she would have been worn out from her earlier sexual excess, but the flush in her cheeks and the hardness of her nipples told him a different story. Licking his way across her hip, he slowly kissed across the slight curve of her belly, delighting in her feminine shape. He loved her softness, loved the give of her flesh beneath his lips. But what he loved most of all was the way she threaded her fingers through his hair and whispered his name.

“Thank you for not being with another woman,” she said in a choked voice.

He glanced up at her before returning his mouth to worshiping her body. “I do not want another woman. You have ruined me, Rya. I look at them and all that I can see is that they are not you.”

“Oh, Dimitri.” She threaded her fingers through his hair, sending tingles racing through his body. “I only want you, but thank you for trying to make this as good for me as possible.”

The memory of his brother licking at her pussy sent an unexpected bolt of possessive anger through Dimitri. This was his woman, at least for the next few hours, and he hated the thought of anyone touching her after he left for Russia. The very idea made him savage and he shoved her back against the wall before lifting her and wrapping her legs around his waist.

Her gaze went soft and heavy as she smiled at him. “Hello, Master.”

“My little Rya,” he whispered against her lips before kissing her. “Who do you belong to?”

“You, Master.”

He gripped his cock with one hand and laced his other beneath her bottom before lowering her onto his shaft. “And I belong to you.”

She cried out softly as he entered her, but kept her gaze on his face. Working himself into her slowly, he groaned at the velvet grip of her bare pussy on him. Her body was perfection, made for him, designed to give him everything he needed. Without a doubt he was addicted to her and as he slid into her he let out a soul-deep groan at the sensation of coming home. Though he was not a spiritual man and was sure God had turned his back on him long ago, he could not help but think that as he entered her body she entered his soul, bringing light to his darkness.

Moving slowly at first, then faster, he drove into her, claiming her, possessing her, wanting her to feel every inch of him. Her first orgasm caught him by surprise and he had to bite his inner cheek to keep from joining her as she climaxed in his arms. The feel of her little nipples scraping against his chest, of her cunt contracting around him, was exquisite torture.

Once she stilled, she gave him a lazy, completely satisfied smile. “You’re an amazing lover.”

He smiled and carried her into the bedroom, his cock pressing into her with each of his steps. “It is you, zaika moya. Never have I felt anything like being inside of you.”

After laying her on her back, he suckled her nipples while fucking her to her next orgasm, biting down hard when she peaked and making her scream. Then he rolled them over so she was on top and when she came again, her breasts thrust out, her head thrown back with all her glorious dark hair trailing over his thighs, he joined her and swore his balls were turned inside out by the time he finished emptying himself into her soft sheath.

Leaning over her, their bodies still joined, he stroked her cheek. “If I make Russia safe for you, would you come to me?”

Her lovely golden eyes filled with tears and she nodded. “I would come to you even if it wasn’t safe.”

How he could at once feel like his heart was breaking and healing he did not understand, but at Rya’s words he became more determined than ever to end the feud and start a new life for both himself and his brother. Unfortunately, he had no idea how much time that would take. As long as his father was still around to potentially fuck things up he couldn’t take the risk of bringing Rya with him, but Dimitri could begin working on solidifying the alliances that would keep her safe.

“Rya, I do not know how long it will be before is safe for you.” He wanted to tell her that she belonged to him, that he would wait forever for her, but he couldn’t expect her to wait for him. “If you find happiness with other, I will understand.”

The tips of her fingers caressed his cheek, trailing over his beard as she examined his face. “Do you have any idea how long I would have to wait for?”