Page 26 of The Bratva's Bounty
His strong hand tightened around my neck. "I've about had it with your antics. If anyone needs to be taught a lesson, it's you." The pressure around my neck increased with each word until I felt the world around me buzz and blur out.
Lev's hand released, letting me suck in the sweet air. The sudden rush of oxygen back into my lungs caused my vision to white out with the burning inhale. "Oh? I beg—" My words choked out again from Lev's hand necklace.
Slamming his lips against mine, he kisses me sloppily with a groan. Weight presses against my hips, forcing my legs to open wider the more Lev pressed himself into me. "Oh, you're going to beg, alright." His heated growl shook my body with arousal, making me suck in a sharp breath at the feeling of my panties getting soaked. "You're going to be begging me to fuck you harder and harder until you can't, and I'm not going to stop pounding away at you until you're nothing but a moaning and mumbling mess under me."
Rolling his hips into me, he dug his hard-on into my sensitive core. "I'm not stopping until you ruin this couch, which won't be hard with how much I'm going to make you squirt and gush your sweet juices." Lev had to pause his teasing thrusts to get ahold of himself. "Then, the mess you're going to make after I fill you, mhmm fuck."
The taste of his lips invading my mind chased my retorting thoughts away. I couldn't fight him—he was too irresistible. "I won't stop until I've stuffed you so full of my cum that you'll have me running down your thighs every time you stand up for days." He groaned hotly against my lips.
"Fuck and stuff you until you get all plump with—" Our exciting and tender moment was interrupted by his sudden pause, which smeared the air with tension.
Before I could further ruin the mood by questioning him, he shuts me up with another heavy kiss that ignites the inferno of lust in me again. The needy ache between my legs flared back to life, making me buck my hips against his restrained cock out of instinct. "Little lion, be a good boy and fuck me already," I whispered hastily between our kisses. "I need you so bad, please."
Smirking against my lips, he teasingly nips at my bottom lip. "Not yet, empress." Briefly, he tightened his hand around my neck as he leaned down to my ear. "I want to worship your body before I ruin it."
Oh fuck.
Shuddering, I hooked my legs around his waist, pressing my lower half against him fully to rub my covered sex against him. Burning need for Levconsumed me the more I ground my hips against his covered cock. "Lev." I let out a soft, needy moan.
Letting go of my neck, he grabbed both my wrists, pinning them above my head with one of his large hands. With me secured, he reached into his back pocket, fishing out a pocketknife. "Lev, do not do what I think you're going to do." I gave him a stern, threatening glare as I tried to shrink away from the blade the closer it came to my body.
"I'll take you shopping after and buy out whatever store you like," he promised, chuckling against my lips with a chaste kiss before trailing his rough kisses along my jawline to my neck.
Lingering around my neck with kisses and nips, he fell into a pattern of moving from one side of my neck to the other, almost like he was tracing something. "What if I gave you a collar in return?" he asked with a breathy chuckle while moving back and forth across my sensitive skin.
"Do it," I remarked smugly with a grin. "Show the world who owns you. Let them see who I allow the pleasure of touching my body, marking it, and being mine."
I belonged to Lev as much as he belonged to me. Yeah, I basically owned his ass at this point, but relationships, dominant and submissive ones included, are always a two-way street. I could drag Lev around on a leash all I wanted, lead him into a lake or off a cliff for all it mattered, but if he wasn't willing or actively consenting and participating, then there was no point to it all. I wasn't the type of person who liked to take and give nothing back.
Sure, some D/s relationships operated like so, but it wasn't my flow. I wanted a submissive, yeah, but not a slave per se. Also, I desired more of a switch submissive to curb my need to be put in my place at times; it was rare for me to have those moments, but they happened—like now.
I wanted Lev to snap and take me, claim me, and possess me.
God, Lev. He was just so perfect.
Honestly, I didn't think this relationship between us would have unfolded as well as it has so far. A hunch was all I got from Lev the moment I realized his lingering presence around me. One look at him, and I knew I had to make him kneel at my feet and that he would like it. There was this soft gleam in hiseyes deep down, buried under all the roughness, his wall of confidence. It was a yearning, one I've seen too often in men like him.
Usually, I felt no inclination to fill that void in people, but something about Lev's gruff and protective demeanor drew me in like a moth to a flame. He had so much to live up to, and I could see the exhaustion underneath everything. He needed a safety net, a safe space, and I wanted to be that for him—no, Ineededto be his safety and comfort.
I wanted to embrace him so badly the day I confronted him and got sucked into his soul the moment I locked eyes with him. Such a strong face for someone so broken underneath. He needed to be adored and cared for. The burden he carried on his back didn't have to be his to suffer alone.
My Lev. My little lion. My d?i ca.
Then, whatever thoughts sweetened my desire for him ripped away along with my clothes after he sliced through my clothes and tore them off my body, leaving me completely bare for his wolfish eyes to devour me. "Ty chertovski bozhestvenna." Hearing his raspy voice sent a wave of heat straight to my tight nipples and throbbing core.
A sharp bite and tug against my neck had me gasping and moaning breathily as I threw my head back to give Lev more access. My aroused body shuddered in response to every kiss, suck, lick, and bite from Lev as he took his sweet time marking my neck up. Thank God I didn't have to worry about keeping up some professional image for the media and shit. Otherwise, I'd be having a hell of a time trying to cover up Lev's little crime scene on my succulent skin.
"You better not try to hide your neck." Lev's deep voice vibrated in my ear. "I want the whole world to see that my empress is taken."
Fuck me.
Biting my bottom lip, I let out a muffled moan as I arched my body up against his, whimpering a bit at the feeling of my nipples rubbing against the fabric of his shirt. I couldn't lose myself, though, not yet. Reeling myself back in, I tried my best to keep my needy grinding to a minimum to talk properly. "Bomb. Our safe-word is Bomb." I barely managed to get it out in an audible sigh of pleasure.
"I was thinking Grenade, but Bomb workstoo." Lev mused with a chuckle as he continued to kiss down my chest and around my breasts. "If you can't talk, then just pull my ear." His words vibrated against my sensitive breast, making me shiver.
"Alright, sounds good. The same goes for you, though. If you need a break or to slow down, tug my ear if you can't use your words." Tough guy or not, he had his limits, which I didn't know about yet.
Hot bliss melted my body when I felt Lev's eager mouth take my hard nipple in. His tongue whipped around the bud, sending shockwaves of pleasure straight down to my aching cunt. "Oh fuck…Ã?i ca, careful, I'm sensitive," I gasped out between my moans while I twisted under him.