Page 62 of Born into Madness
With his face pressed close, he groans and runs his tongue up my slit, causing a shudder to run from my toes to the top of my head. Goosebumps pepper my skin, and when my hips rock up, he murmurs something in Russian and then latches onto my swollen clit. His touch isn’t gentle. He’s ravenous, intent on devouring me, and every suck and flick of his tongue sends me reeling. I was already so aroused from watching him and now with his mouth on me and his hands digging into my hips, holding me in place while he feasts on me like he’ll never be satisfied—it’s more than enough to send me careening over the edge. The force of my climax knocks the air from my lungs, and when I scream his name, he growls against my clit while giving me another hard suck. Sasha is greedy, and he wants all of me. He doesn’t pull back because I’m coming. It just makes him dive in harder.
My orgasm starts to subside, but as soon as it does, there’s another starting up. It’s an endless wave of ecstasy, and I happily drown in it. When every part of me feels limp and spent with a residual warmth humming throughout, he gives me a lazy lick while I fight to keep my eyes open.
“Lift up, my little Cyn,” he says, sliding his boxers over me when I muster the strength to lift my hips from the bed.
His hands are gentle as he undoes my bra, tossing it aside before pulling back the covers and then scooting me into position so my head is resting on a pillow. Tucking himself in next to me, he spoons me from behind.
I use up the last of my strength when I feel every hard inch of him pressing against my ass and ask, “What about you?”
“I’m fine, Cyn. Get some sleep. I’ll make sure you’re up in time for work.”
His fingers are soft as they brush my hair back so he can kiss my cheek. It’s nice being cuddled by Sasha. I feel completely safe, and his touch is so gentle as he strokes my arms and my breasts and my stomach, easily putting me to sleep in no time.
At some point I wake to the sound of his deep, masculine groan, but I’m groggy and half asleep and I’m not sure if I dreamt it or not. Right as I’m pulled back under, I feel a wet finger graze across my lips while Sasha whispers my name in my ear.
“Open for me,krovinka.”
My lips part on instinct. Even in my half-asleep state, I’m unable to deny him, and when I suck his wet fingers in, my mouth fills with something I’ve never tasted before. It’s salty and undeniably masculine, but it’s not unpleasant, and when I suck harder and run my tongue between his fingers, he groans and nuzzles his face into my neck.
“Such a good fucking girl, Cyn.” Slowly pulling his fingers out, he drags the pad of one of them along my lips, smearing them and leaving them wet. “The first thing you should always taste when you wake up is me,krovinka.”
I moan at his words and the way his tongue runs up my neck. His words are barely more than a whisper when he says, “You are mine, Cyn, and I’m never letting you go.”
If his words are supposed to be a threat, then he’s failed miserably. Instead of scaring me, I smile and snuggle in closer, falling back asleep with his strong arms wrapped around me and the taste of him on my tongue.
It isn’t Brittney’s annoying cheerfulness that wakes me up the next morning. It’s a wet nose bumping my leg, a happy-sounding growl, and a long, furry leg kicking out at my arm. I’m smiling before my eyes are even fully opened.
“Hey, Chort,” I say, reaching out to rub his belly. He grunts and wiggles and looks adorable as he lets me love on him. One of the hardest things about living in a dorm room is not being able to have a dog. “I’d much rather be woken up by you than my cheerleading roommate,” I tell him as he wiggles in closer and then licks my hand.
Before I can wonder where Sasha is, he comes walking up the stairs, carrying a large tray of food. He’s in nothing but a pair of black sweats that sit loose on his hips, and he looks even better in the light of day. I’m 100 percent positive I look better in the dark of night, so I tug the blankets up a bit higher before he places the tray beside me. Cupping my face, he leans down and kisses me good morning. He might taste all minty fresh, but I don’t, so when I keep my mouth closed and pull back, he grins and turns his attention to Chort.
Scratching his belly, he tells him, “Go get your breakfast, Chort.”
The dog gives an excited yelp and jumps up before barreling down the stairs to get his food. Turning back to me, he grabs the blanket I’m still holding onto and tugs it down so my breasts are showing.
“Much better,” he says with a grin and then pushes the tray closer. “I’ll get more vegetarian things, but hopefully this will work for breakfast.”
I look down at the meal he’s made for me. There’s a stack of pancakes with syrup dripping down the sides, a bowl with cut up strawberries and bananas, and a large mug of coffee that I immediately reach for.
“This is amazing,” I tell him. “You didn’t have to go through all this trouble.”
“It wasn’t any trouble. I wanted to cook for you.”
“Where’s your plate?” I ask him, and then feel my cheeks heat up when I realize that maybe this large breakfast was meant for us to share and I’ve just gone and assumed it was all for me.
As if he can read my mind, he says, “This is all for you. I ate while I was cooking.” He gives me a guilty-looking grin. “I had bacon and eggs.”
“You don’t have to hide what you eat. Sav isn’t a vegetarian. It doesn’t bother me, and I eat eggs and dairy. I just don’t eat meat.”
He gives me a wink and says, “I’ll remember that and stock the fridge accordingly.”
While I sip my hot coffee, he grabs the knife and starts cutting my pancakes. It shouldn’t surprise me to learn he’s just as graceful with a butter knife as he is with the deadlier looking ones.
I lick my lips, remembering the half-dream, half-awake moment last night where I’d sucked his fingers clean. The knife stills in his hand as he eyes my tongue.
“Do you remember sucking the cum from my fingers last night,krovinka?”
“I do,” I say, knowing without having to look down that my nipples are just as hard as they were last night and my face just as pink.
