“Yes?”
She motions for me to bend down. I lower my frame enough so that my ear is even with her mouth.
“Fuck,” she whispers.
“I would not know,” I tell her. Fucking someone you did not care for does not sound appealing to me. I narrow my gaze. “Are you saying that is something you wish to do?”
Her eyes widen. “No. I’m saying that’s a thing. Oh my goodness. Why are we even on this topic?” She waves a hand in front of her face.
“You said that just because you gave me kisses, I shouldn’t presume that you like me.” Although that makes no sense. Why would you kiss someone you do not like? I would not touch a woman that I did not care for and despite the fact that my kotyonok knows that such a thing exists, I do not believe she is the type to engage in that type of sex either.
“Yes.” She nods, clearly relieved to have moved on from the topic of hate fucking.
Trying to help her, I reply, “I know that you like me. Do not worry.”
“Do not worry?” she yelps, not sounding at all pleased. “Why would you assume I like you”—she waves her hand again—“other than the kissing?”
The kissing is the most obvious evidence of her desire for me, but I concede to her demands because my little kitten should always be made happy. I give her the other, obvious, explanation. “Because you’re mine.”
“How am I yours?”
“You wear my necklace.” I point to her chest where the diamond pendant hides under the plain white blouse she has on. “And because fate has deemed it so.”
The doors open and I give her a nudge to start walking.
“I don’t believe in fate,” she declares as we move toward the suite.
“It does not matter if you believe or you do not. Fate happens regardless. You were meant to be mine and now all that is left is for me to claim you.” I push the door open and wait for her to step inside.
“You’ve already put the collar around me,” she mutters quietly. “What more can you do?”
I put my hands on her shoulders. “I have yet to have my cock inside your cunt.”
Just saying those words out loud makes me instantly hard. Her mouth falls open. I take advantage of her surprise by capturing her mouth, tonguing her hard until her knees weaken and her fingers dig into my biceps, grappling for balance. I allow her to find none. With our mouths still fused together, I lift her off the floor and carry her over to the table in the entryway. The floral arrangement is sent cra
shing to the floor. I set her down on the table, release her mouth and sink to my knees.
“What are you doing now?” she pants.
I part her legs. “Laying claim to what is mine.”
Chapter 6
Violet
This is crazy, I think as I part my legs more to make sure Victor has all the room he needs. Everything I should be worried about flies out the window and there is only this giant man on his knees in front of me claiming that I’m his. His dirty talk about having his cock inside of me has already made me wet for him, my body silently begging for what my mouth can’t say. I feel his warm breath and soft kisses trailing up my leg toward his ultimate goal. Me.
“Come forward, Kotyonok. Bring your sweet little pussy closer to my face.” Even though I can feel myself blush, I do as he asks. I slide down on the table, allowing Victor to be closer to me. I give myself over to the pleasure I know he is going to give me. He takes a breath in and lets out a deep groan.
“I think you more than like me, little kitten.” I’m not sure if he’s talking to me or my vagina but a soft moan comes from me. I lift my hips, trying to get him to give me what I need. He plants kisses on top of my panties before he begins to pull them down. I lift my hips for him without hesitation. My whole body is a buzz. I have to fight not to wiggle. My hands try to find something to hold on to. I feel like I might need to brace myself. “Grab me,” Victor tells me. I’m starting to think the man is really in my head. That’s exactly what I do as I feel the first lick of his tongue on my cunt.
My fingers grasp his hair as he eats me as though he’s been starved for days. Each lick and suck brings me closer to orgasm. The sight of him devouring me is almost as satisfying as the actual act of him doing it. I feel him suck my little nub harder, sending me right over the edge. My vision blurs as the orgasm shoots through me. I scream his name as I grind myself into his face. My body goes limp and I lie with my eyes closed for a moment. His mouth brushes my thigh as he nibbles at me gently.
“Kotyonok.” My eyes flutter open at the sound of his voice. He licks his lips, which are wet from the pleasure he’s given me. “Do you want another?” He kisses my clit, making my whole body jerk. He smirks against me. I simply nod my head yes, unable to form any sort of words at this point. Victor doesn’t hesitate. He never does when it comes to me. He’s always putting me first. It’s something I’ve quickly noticed about him in our short time together. Maybe being his wouldn’t be so bad. To be someone’s first priority is something I’ve never had before.
He slowly pushes a finger inside of me as he works me with his tongue. My body clenches around it, loving the feeling. I grasp hold of the necklace he adorned me with as I once again climax for him. When my eyes open this time, Victor is standing, focused on where my hand is touching the pendant. He unbuckles his belt, unzips his pants and takes his rock hard cock out. My eyes go wide at the sight of it. How will that ever fit inside of me?
“You like your necklace, Kotyonok. You hold it as I bring you pleasure. I will not take your little pussy today but I need to mark you further.” Claim me, he said before. My eyes are focused on his hand as he begins to stroke himself. Each stroke has my body yearning for him to be inside of me. My sex clenches thinking about how full he’d make me. I reach for him but he does not allow me to touch him where I want. His free hand that’s not stroking himself grabs mine, our fingers locking together in a tight hold. His breathing becomes labored as his movements become faster. He groans as I watch his seed spill out onto my bare sex. I don’t know why that’s so hot but it is. His warm cum coating me in my most intimate of places. His mouth has been there before too.