Page 57 of The Bratva's Bounty

Barking out a ridiculing laugh, I pulled my hips back and slammed into her a few times to work her up. "If that's how you see me, then you better start worshiping my cock like your life depends on it."

Carefully, I adjusted my hold on her neck to not crush her as I slammed into her harshly, making the desk bang against the wall with every thrust. I'd probably damage the wall or even put a hole through it after I was done with Nicole, but fuck it. There was no way I'd ease off, not with how Nicole's eyes rolledto the back of her head as her happy mouth hung open to sing her beautiful moans. The only thing I was mindful of was Nicole's head.

Yeah, I wanted to fuck her until there was not a thought in her head, but I rather not give her a concussion in the process. I was careful to keep her head from hitting the wall with my hard thrusts so far, but one slip and my brothers would have another embarrassing story to put into their blackmail treasure box.

Sucking in a sharp breath, I let go of her neck and moved that same hand to the back of her head. "Shit, you're squeezing me so much," I remarked with a breathless chuckle.

Nicole could barely get out a full sentence through her dazed moans. "Coming… Too good… Fuck!" Her body tensed and trembled with her soft sob as she orgasmed again.

Gritting my teeth, I sucked in another chilling breath as I felt the familiar ache in my balls. Every orgasm from her made it harder and harder to hold myself back from exploding in her with how perfectly her soft walls clenched around my thick cock.

Even if this first load didn't mean the end tonight, I wanted this rough fucking to last a little longer. I wanted to push beyond that edge for as long as possible. Also, I had just a little more pent-up energy to expend.

Hearing her scream my name in such lustful anguish brought a twisted smile to my face as I watched her come undone. "Lev, I can't! Too much!" she sobbed loudly.

Fortunately for her, that big orgasm of hers drew my own out with a deep groan. "Fuck, that's it, Nicole, be my good girl and squeeze out every last drop," I encouraged her with a soft smile and some butterfly kisses to her face as I slowly pumped in and out to work out the ache in my balls.

Burying my face into her neck, I inhaled her scent to calm myself as I lowered her legs and wrapped them around my waist. "Breathe, baby, breathe," I shushed and soothed her, stroking her messy locks. "Thank you," I whispered sweetly into her ear. "You were so amazing and perfect."

Slowly and carefully, I stood up straight and picked Nicole up, being mindful to keep us connected as I moved us to the bedroom. "I'm going to be so sore tomorrow,but I don't care." She chuckled weakly against my neck between her little nips.

Chuckling along with her, I carefully laid down in the bed with her. "When are you not sore after a night of sex?" I remarked with an arrogant smirk, earning a smack to the chest.

Wincing softly, she shifted her hips to straddle me more comfortably. "Just because I let you be in charge tonight doesn't mean you can be an asshole, you jerk."

Her chest heaved against mine, and her heavy breaths chilled my sweaty chest with each exhale. "We are so going to have to shower after this somehow…" She chuckled dryly. "You're still covered in blood and sweat from your assignment, and now it's all on me."

Maybe that was why I found her a little more alluring. I didn't take much notice of the fact that I had dirtied her with my tainted body. Well, the riveting thought sped away as it came when my anger started to boil a little in my blood.

I could feel my eyes narrow as my nostrils flared with each seething breath. The fact that she was covered in some other man's blood was unacceptable. Granted, it was my fault, but still, I didn't like anything of another man touching her or staining her body.

So, with an audible huff, I hauled us off the bed and took us to the shower in a brooding silence. I wanted to get the blood off her this instant. No, scratch that. Ineededto remove it from her and then mark her as mine again.

Without a word or sound, I turned the water on, letting all the shower heads drench us with hot water. I didn't bother grabbing the sponge or washcloth to clean her. My hands were more than enough to rub away all the blood smeared on her face and body. Some bits took a little more effort to remove, but I didn't stop touching every inch of her until she was pristine again.

Once she was clean, I grabbed her face and kissed her deeply. She kissed back for a moment, but her hands wailed against my chest in protest after a few seconds. "Lev, what the hell? What's going on with you? What's with the grumpy silence? Did I say or do something to set you off? And why the hell did you just drag me into the shower like this when we were comfortable in bed?" Question afterquestion flew out of her mouth, each one growing in pitch with her irritation as she stood there with her arms crossed.

Clicking my tongue, I turned my back to her for a minute to recollect myself. I don't know why I found it difficult to verbalize my frustration to her right now. I mean, it shouldn't be this hard to tell her how I hated the sight of another man's blood on her. Yet, here I was, pouting in the shower like some petulant child.

Nicole's sigh was almost lost to the shower, but I caught it. "Little lion." Her soft voice echoed throughout the shower.

The warmth of her body was stark in contrast to the hot water, surprisingly. Silky softness snaked around my waist, holding me against my lover's tantalizing body. Oddly enough, a chill ran through my body at the contact with Nicole before I felt myself naturally relax into her.

Her soft voice rang out throughout the shower again, coaxing me. "Talk to me. I won't get upset or mad or anything. I just want to know what made you flip a switch." The pads of her fingers danced along my abdomen and pelvis, following the contours of my muscles.

Closing my eyes, I let my head fall back to let the water pelt my face for a while. Then, my head fell forward, and I sucked in a deep breath. "I…" I thought I was ready, but my words caught themselves in my throat. Shutting my mouth, I moved my tongue around to loosen it up. "I got upset at the sight of another person's blood on you," I strained out in a single breath. "I don't want any part of another man to touch you or be on your body for any period of time," I admitted in a small voice as I stroked the back of her hands with my thumbs.

Nicole's arms loosened, and a soft push pressed into my hip, prompting my body to turn around. I braced myself to face a disappointed or irritated girlfriend, but much to my surprise, I was met with a proud smile. Her body pressed itself fully against mine again, and a kiss was placed on my chest, right over the tattoo she gave me. "Good job. I'm proud of you for telling me," she praised me with a soft grin. "And thanks for not overreacting because I sure as hell would have thrown a huge ass fit if the situation was reversed," she mused with a chuckle.

Cracking a smile and chuckle, I hugged her back for a long minute before letting go to finish our shower. I still needed to make love to her and cover her body with kisses to taint her my essence again.

Actually… Maybe I should cover her in my cum instead.

The dirty thought sent a shiver of excitement down my spine as I let my eyes linger on Nicole while she dried her hair without a care in the world. I was already done and remained leaning against the bathroom doorframe with all the patience in the world for my lover to finish.

Fortunately, Nicole wasn't one to have some hour-long bedtime skincare routine or some ridiculous ritual. I wasted no time scooping her into my arms when she turned her head and flashed me a cheeky smile.

Giggling, Nicole tightly wrapped her arms around my neck. "I'm surprised you didn't fuck me in the shower," she commented with some confusion laced in her voice.