The Russian Don – A Dark Mafia Romance

I sit there in my panties and nothing else as he looks down at me with blazing hot eyes. I can feel the freezing wood grain beneath my thighs. He looks like he wanted to ruin me, and I want him to. A wave of pleasure hits me as he pulls my panties to the side and rolls his fingers along my soaking folds. Spreading them. Teasing me. Torturing me with bliss.

I moan into the fabric, losing my goddamn mind.

he grabs my hips and holds me there as his tongue licks my body top to bottom, lapping at my clit and sliding into my slit. I breathe hard and grabbed the cushion behind me and bite the cushion and my god, oh my god, it hurts so fucking bad and feels so fucking good, and my brain suddenly breaks down as the pleasure and pain signals get all crossed, and his tongue is like heaven as he rolls it around my clit, and I’m about to explode into a fucking sunburst of ecstasy.

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“No!” I groan and look back at him. “Don’t you dare stop.” I try to grab at his face, but he bats my hands away and pins them behind my back. His smirk makes me want to murder him on the spot.

He rubs my pulsing ass, but he doesn’t give me the pleasure I need. He doesn’t tip me over. I’m right there, hanging onto the ledge with my fingertips, but he won’t let me drop.

“This is your punishment for trying to leave me,”

“You bastard,” I moan and bite the cushion hard.

He spanked me. He licked me. He spanked me again, and again, and lapped me and sucked me, and drives me fucking wild. I’m sweating, moaning, biting the couch so hard my teeth hurt, until finally, I can’t take it anymore, I finally break down and start pleading with him, God, begging him. “Nikolai, please, please, make me come. Please make me come. I can’t stand it anymore. I need it so badly.” “I’m Sorry, Nikolai, Please,” I begged, “Please, Nikolai, Please,” I asked,

He spanked me hard and licked my clit. He sucked it and does this amazing thing with his tongue and I screamed. I threw my head back and screamed with delight and frustration and need, white-hot, fire-filled need.

“Fuck me, Nikolai,” I gasped, brain a buzzing mess of want. “Fuck me. Please, fuck me.”

He growled and his belt unbuckled. His pants come off. he rolled it along my soaking pussy as he spanked me one more time, his tip grinding into my clit, and my back arched and my toes curl as he sinks himself deep inside my tight slit.

I say his name and moan as he fucks me in long, hard strokes, and I come in a blinding flash of absolute pleasure, my pussy contracting on his cock, grabbing him, and holding him tight, pulling him deeper as I’m thrown into a euphoria, my entire world drilled down to his cock fucking me, fucking me deep and rough.

He growls in my ear and I felt him come inside me. I leaned back and kissed him over my shoulder and I’m sweating, drenched in sweat, and all I can taste are his lips and his tongue and everything about him as he stays buried between my legs, both of us panting, breathing hard.

I pulled back slightly. He cups my breasts as if he can’t keep his hands off me. I grinned at him. “I’m going to be bruised, you know.”

“Good.” He kissed me gently.

He wrapped his arms around me. His cock slides out and he lay on the bed. I cuddle up against him, curling into his massive arms and chest. He’s mostly dressed except for his pants and underwear…and I’m completely naked. And yet I don’t care.

I feel safe.

***

Mil requested me and Nikolai to stay for few days here, and I couldn’t say no to her. From that day, Nikolai was right. I’m sore for a few days after that punishment. He goes easy on me, but he doesn’t keep his hands to himself.

It’s like I woke something up and can’t put it back down.

Not that I want to. We sleep in bed together that night, the first time since our first evening together after I escaped, what feels like forever ago. He fucks me slowly, almost tenderly, hands cupping my breasts, and I come as I ride him into oblivion.

It’s the same thing the next morning. Tender tongue on my clit, his hard cock between my legs. He takes me, and takes me, and takes me, and over the next few days, we have more sex than I thought was possible in such a short time.

We don’t talk about the change. Neither of us seems like we want to admit it. I’m afraid if I mention anything, it’ll break the spell. My feelings for him are complicated

He’s insatiable, and I can’t get enough. He fucks me from behind in the shower. He makes me suck his cock while I tease my own clit and when I’m about to come, he finishes deep between my legs while I scream his name.

I noticed a change in him, too. He cuddles me at night in the darkness after fucking me into submission. He whispers sweet things in my ear. He tells me he’ll slay a dragon for me. He’ll invade a kingdom for me. He’ll give me the world, and all I have to do is ask.

But eventually, I need to eat, so when Mil asked me out to lunch, I decide to accept.

“When will you be back?” Nikolai looked at me like he’s about to rip my clothes off and refuses to let me go.

“Soon, I promise.” I laughed and kissed his cheek.

“You need to get some work done too; you know.”

“Fuck work. They don’t need me. I want this.” He grabbed my ass and I only wince a little bit. The pain’s mostly gone.

“You’ll get it later. Absence makes the heart grow, blah blah blah.” I chuckled, “Let me pick you up when you’re done at least.” He said, “If you insist.” I smiled.

***

“Well, what are your plans now,” Mil asked,

“there’s none,” I replied,

“I think This psycho Russian asshole clearly loves you. You need to just get going.”

I chewed my lips as she said those words.

Does he love me?