Page 25 of Merciless Promise
“How?” she asked, and I bit down on her ear.
I said nothing, instead deciding to let my fingers do the talking. Ekaterina tensed up as I placed my hand on her upper thigh, then let out a small gasp the moment I stuck my hand under her dress and began to drag it upward. As I did so, I lowered my head more and began to kiss along her neck.
She dropped it to the side, and the moment I slipped two fingers inside her panties, I started to attack her flesh with my teeth. Unable to hold still now, she tried to move against my hand.
“You can’t deny me anything,” I drawled, smirking at the exasperated sigh she released right afterward. I slid my fingers back and forth between her legs before thrusting the two long digits inside of her. “You won’t deny me what is mine.”
“You don’t own me,” she managed to get out before dropping her head forward the moment I added a third and fourth finger inside of her. I did not immediately go for the spot she wanted me to go for; instead, I was content to tease her. Once we got back to New York, I planned to lay down the rules for her.
After all, you need me more than I need you.
I wanted to admit it was true, but knowing that I had willingly taken her hand in marriage and was now about to procreate with her, left a bitter taste in my mouth that I doubted anything would ever cover up. And I didn’t do it because I loved her, or even liked her. I did it because my grandfather had my nuts in a vice grip, and if I intended to keep my birthright, this was the sacrifice I had to make.
At least she was a decent lay. Well, that word might be understated. Ekaterina was sexy as fuck, and my cock fit her body to perfection. She loved to be hunted, enjoying the thrill of the chase, while I liked to be the pursuer, and ultimately her executioner once she provided me with what I needed.
“Goddamit, if all you’re going to do is tease me, let me find my toy so I can finish the job my?—”
At her words, I released her from my grip, then pushed her forward toward the seat. She threw her hands out in front of her to brace her fall. As soon as she did, I raised up her dress enough to push her panties to the side. I didn’t even care enough in this moment to remove them. As soon as I cleared a path, I thrust into her, which drew simultaneous, and almost identical, groans from us both.
“If a hard fucking is all you want, puisín...”
Using one hand to hold her down, I slapped her ass cheek with the other before I partially withdrew from her tight pussy, then slammed back forward once more. From there, I started off mid-speed, but the more I fucked her, the more rabid I became. She drove me absolutely crazy, and I knew that she knew it, too.
I could already imagine the smirk she was likely sporting as she made me lose control again. Ekaterina was very good at that, and she had perfected it to a science. Even knowing that, I could only fuck her harder and faster. She was crying out my name, along with what were probably Russian curses, but she took every inch of me as I slammed into her over and over again.
I slapped her ass a few more times, once or twice even drawing a whimpering mewl from her, but I never slowed or stopped the rhythm I had. She was so damn close to coming because I could feel it in the way her pussy was now practically strangling my cock. It made it slightly harder to maintain the current speed and intensity, but I never slowed or succumbed to her.
If anyone surrendered, it would be her. Certainly not me.
Only I had, and again the sour taste returned. How could something that felt so damn right like fucking the hell out of her also be so wrong? I knew why, and as soon as Princeton’s face flashed in my vision, I blinked rapidly to push it away. He should have been the one who had gotten married, and maybe even the one fucking this particular woman, but he wasn’t. If I allowed myself to lose our birthright, it would be letting him down in another way.
No, I won’t do it. I’ll fuck her raw every night of her life until she gives me what I need.
And I would, and certainly enjoy it if I could get out of my own head long enough to do so. I closed my eyes and tried to picture anyone else, but it was Ekaterina’s face I kept seeing. I saw her walking toward me in her wedding gown, sleeping in the bed beside me with just a few swaths of hair framing her flawless face, and with her mouth wide open and eyes squeezed shut as I brought her to an...
“Fuck, I’m about to come,” she said moments before she let out an incoherent cry.
She was now so tight that it forced me to slow my speed. Her pussy was clamped so hard around me, and I felt every pulse of her inner walls as she tried to keep me inside of her.
The all too familiar burn started at my spine, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I came as well. She had already suckedone orgasm from me, but if anyone could draw multiple ones from me, it was this siren.
Placing both hands on her back, I held her down even more, then regained my earlier speed once her walls loosened up on me. Slight whimpers escaped her venomous lips, but I could barely hear them over the roar of my heartbeat in my ear. I was so close. Just a little more and...
“Damn, puisín,” was all I could say as I slammed into her one final time, then came.
Before my grandfather and his sadistic plan, I’d never taken a woman without a condom. It still felt strange to do so now, but I knew the reason behind it. Each time I came inside of her like this, it made me never want to return to those earlier days. She pulsed and convulsed around me as her second orgasm wrung every drop of my seed.
When finally finished, I slowly pulled out of her. Ekaterina nearly collapsed to the floor, and I grabbed her arms before spinning her around, then carefully helping her back to her knees. She looked up at me from her vantage point, and I brought my cock to her lips.
“Suck every drop of us off it,” I instructed.
She had her lips pursed together, but as she glanced over at my cock, a smile tipped the corners of her mouth. She leaned in, and seconds later, she took me down her throat. I gave her a few minutes to lick and clean me before helping her back to her feet. Seconds later, I had Ekaterina on the table tray as I sat in front of her. Right after, I buried my head between her legs and brought her to another orgasm.
MANHATTAN, NEW YORK
I’d been even moodier than usual when I realized that Kingston intended for me to relinquish every part of my old life the moment we returned to the States. Although we’d arrived in New York the night before, I’d been too satiated from the fuckfest we’d had on the flight here from Russia to argue. And maybe he had been too because there had been no arguments from him about me going back to this place. Little did I know, it had been because he’d intended to join me, which he did.
My bed got more action last night than it had since I had moved here, but as soon as morning rolled around, I’d woken up to catch him rifling through my things. Something about this whole arrangement still worried me. There was something Kingston wasn’t telling me, and something I suspected he never would, either.
