pushing against me in an effort to arch her body closer. The way she slid her leg around mine was possessive, further tingling my senses.
“You’re so big,” she whispered, her breathing ragged.
“And you’re so damn tight. I could fuck you for hours.”
Her smile was coy, and she continued caressing my skin. I pulled out, thrusting into her once again, grinding my body against hers. Then I repeated the move, yanking her other leg around my thigh. Within seconds, I was in a smooth rhythm, driving into her in hard, even strokes. She never took her eyes off me as I fucked her. Just the way her skin shimmered in the dim lighting was an incredible aphrodisiac, her scent even more intoxicating.
I thrust even harder, the sound of our skin slapping together mixing with her lovely moans. She was even more beautiful as her body was pushed toward an orgasm, her lips twisting and her breathing even more ragged.
“Come for me, little pet. Come on my cock.”
Whether or not she heard my hoarse whisper was unknowable. As she tossed her head from side to side, dragging her tongue across her lips, several growls escaped my throat.
“Oh, yes. I’m…” Unable to finish her sentence, she jerked up from the rug, her mouth forming a perfect O.
I was like a wild man, fucking her savagely as she erupted into a climax, her entire body shaking.
“That’s it, baby.”
“Oh. Oh. Oh…” Chloe clamped her eyes shut, her fingers now digging into my arms. I wanted her to surrender to the bliss, submitting to the man who held her in his arms.
All I could think about was making her mine.
When she slumped against the rug, I yanked her legs even higher, shifting the angle then powering into her like the beast I truly was.
“So hard. You’re so… bad,” she mewed, her chest rising and falling.
“Yes. I. Am.” I dropped my head until our lips were almost touching, staying in position until a wave cascaded over her.
“Oh, God. Uh. Uh. Uh.” Her scream was high pitched, her body rocking and pitching as the orgasm swept through her.
My muscles strained, I refused to stop, thrusting brutally even as she slumped against the rug. The moment was perfection, my balls ready to explode. I wasn’t going to be able to hold back for long.
Lights flashed in front of my eyes, the entire room thrust into darkened shadows. I wanted this to last, to continue well into the night, but I’d lost all sense of control, my needs outweighing any thoughts.
“Yes. Yes.” I threw my head back, roaring as I erupted deep inside, filling her with my seed.
Then the man inside, the one from before reared his ugly head, his thoughts filling my mind.
His desires roaring into my system.
His memories destroying the moment.
His needs requiring fulfillment.
My duties would need to come first.
To my father.
To my Russian family.
To my code of honor.
And for the first time in as long as I could remember, tears formed in my eyes.
Fire.
I’d always been mesmerized by the element of fire both for heat as well as destruction. Just watching the flames licking over the thick chunks of wood remained as fascinating to me as it had when I was a kid. For most people, having a nice fire provided warmth, comfort, and atmosphere. But I was different. Fire meant life after providing the necessary retaliation.
During my past, I’d seen countless buildings burned to the ground, the act performed by a dedicated soldier. The devastation of property as well as the loss of life had been under my direction. I took another swig of my drink, shifting my attention to the stairs. I’d sent Chloe to bed with the same tone I’d used when I’d walked away. I’d seen the look on her face, the hurt in her eyes even though she’d followed my orders.
A fleeting thought as well as another round of anger almost pushed me into tossing the glass into the fireplace. I’d curtailed my outbursts over the years, but I was reaching my limit. My gut continued to churn.
While I knew it was late and risky, it was worth making a single phone call to Travis. I grabbed my phone, staring at the screen. No call from Ivan meant the confrontation in Russia was likely getting worse. I dialed Travis, hoping that all was quiet in Waltham.
“Whoa. You’re calling me,” Travis huffed. “Let me go outside. Too noisy in here.”
I heard the usual sounds of the cheap stereo system in the bar, as