Chapter 15: Waring Desires

SERAPHINA

I shuddered, the fight leaving my body as his hands trailed down my stomach. Shame coursed through me as his skilled fingers delved deeper. The truth we both knew was just beneath the surface, a truth my lies couldn’t hide.

Aleksandr was right; despite everything, I wanted him.

I wanted him so badly, it was embarrassing. His fingers were more than just wet as they began to slip past the surrounding clothing.

“That’s my good girl,” he moaned into my ear.

Even before his fingers slipped inside me, my need coated his palm with ease as another joined the first. He massaged my tight hole with his two fingers, his knee leaving my arm as he began to move his hips in time with his hand. I bit my lip as his mouth trailed over my ear and neck.

I could feel his cock twitch and pulse with excitement through his jeans as the wet sounds filled the room. My head spun as his fingers seemed to pulse and move in such a way, it almost felt like his cock was inside of me. I moaned, unable to stop myself as my arm slipped around his shoulders.

I tried to keep myself steady as my legs started to shake. My nails dug into his flesh for support. The bottles behind us rattled from our movements.

“Fuck,” I whimpered as he let go of my hair.

The sensation built as he focused on my pleasure, even as my head moved back and forth. I tried to deny the impending wave of an orgasm as his fingers moved purposefully inside me. His mouth found mine, our tongues dancing together for the first time as his fingers continued to pump inside me.

His crotch moved against my thigh in time with his movements as my other hand clung to his shoulders. My orgasm crashed into me as he moaned into my mouth. My thoughts scattered as a second, even more intense orgasm hit me with a flex of his fingers and the world turned upside down.

I could feel him continuing to fuck me as my body clenched around his fingers. The sound of his zipper caused my mind to flee all rational thought. Pleasure washed over me like a tidal wave that kept battering me as my legs trembled with pleasure.

The bottles behind us were dangerously close to falling, an impending shatter that would only echo from the force of my body against the shelving units. As I climaxed, I couldn’t help but cry out into his mouth. He seemed to take this as a cue, gently pulling me from the stack and guiding me to the floor.

All the while, he continued his intimate exploration with his fingers. He slowly peeled away my jeans and underwear, allowing me to fully savor the aftershocks of pleasure that made my body shudder and my vision blur with stars. What I hadn’t anticipated was the sensation of his mouth replacing his hand after I’d sunk to the floor.

Aleksandr’s efforts were rewarded with another loud, anguished moan as my body quivered from the aftershocks of the orgasm he’d just given me. The feeling of his tongue on my sensitive flesh caused my head to turn from side to side. My hands instinctively reached for his head in an attempt to pull him away.

But he was relentless, pinning my hands to the ground as he continued his assault. His blue eyes glowered up at me from between my thighs.

“You’re mistaken. I don’t—” I managed to pant out, even as another orgasm slowly started to build.

My nails dug into the backs of his hands where he held me, and he began to flick his tongue back and forth over my clitoris. The sensation was overwhelming, causing my body to shake uncontrollably. I was helpless to escape the onslaught of pleasure.

I climaxed again, my body arching upward as waves of pleasure overtook me. I threw my head back and moaned, my legs beginning to shake from his attentions. Then he rewarded me with a small slap to my clitoris with the tips of his fingers.

His fingers then entered me abruptly, causing me to cry out and climax once more. I was disoriented, unable to tell up from down as he pumped his fingers in and out of me. I was lost in the pleasure, each climax blending into the next.

I felt as if I was spinning, the sensation bringing me to another high as magic flowed into my body. The wet sounds of our pleasure filled the room, our moans echoing each other, his teeth nipping at my inner thigh. A wave of heat washed over me, leaving me basking in an afterglow so sweet, it felt like life itself.

The pleasure sang in harmony with the magic coursing through my veins. Slowly, I fluttered my eyelids open to see Aleksandr stroking his cock, slowly licking his lips. His arousal was evident, a sight I hadn’t wanted to admit was quite beautiful with its large bulbous tip and thick veins around his strong shaft.

I found myself wondering how it would feel compared to my late husband’s, or if the difference might make the experience less enjoyable. The moment Jack entered my mind, I shook my head. My hands went up in an attempt to communicate what words failed me.

Aleksandr easily moved my hands aside, pressing his body into mine and nuzzling my ear. The feel of his warm body pressing into mine. Sharp short stubble grinding against my face. The scent of raw leather, expensive cologne, and a hint of something muskier invaded every fiber of my being.

He found my sweet spot once more, sending electric waves of pleasure down to my toes and through my ass. His cock throbbed against my inner thigh, leaving a trail of pre-cum sliding up my leg. It slipped closer and closer to my sweet spot as my hands pressed weakly against his abdomen, my head spinning.

Aleksandr growled playfully, moving his head to meet my eyes.

“I’ll be honest with you, Seraphina, because I know that’s why you’re still trying to reject me right now,” he said. “You’re right. I was obsessed with you. I wanted to fuck you in that hallway, then and there.

“I wanted to fuck you on stage. I wanted to fuck you in your bed the night I saw you in the darkness. I’ve touched myself over and over to those images of you cumming, night after night and sucking on my cock with those little murderous doe eyes of yours.

“Then the moment you told me, what he, did—”

His words were harsh, his teeth and nose nuzzling into me, his whole body pressing into mine. One hand entangled his fingers in mine, moving to pin it above my head. His other hand sunk his fingers deep into my hair, effectively pinning me in a submissive position with my throat exposed.

My world spun as I felt another orgasm building, his cock rubbing just outside of my pussy. Electric shocks ran directly to my clitoris from the hollow spot behind my ear. His cock was coated with my abject desire.

His cock twitched, throbbed, and hovered so close to home I could feel its heat in my paradise. My own fluids brought hints of coolness that only heightened the sensation. I was drowning in Alek.

Desperate for him, even if part of me didn’t want to be.

“I was going to kill him. I was just a few hours late to the party. But you? I never wanted to kill you, Seraphina. I still don’t. I want to fuck you. I want to make your legs shake, and your eyes roll back into your head. To lose your mind for me over and over again. Tell me you want it, and it’s yours.

“You can forget about everything but your pleasure, I promise.”

His words were too much as his cock throbbed against me. Our breaths mingled as he moved his face so his lips were pressed against mine, his eyes drinking me in.

He was waiting for the inevitable, forcing me to be honest with myself. My body craved his touch, even if I knew how very wrong this situation was.

Every inch of me was on fire for him in a way it had never been for anyone else before.

I bit my lip, turning my head as I finally came to my decision. “Fine.”

“Fine? Fine what?” he asked as his hips moved once more against mine, and he brushed a strand of hair back from my eyes.

Aleksandr’s hips shifted with him in unison, making me groan with frustration. “You’ll have to say it, Seraphina. Say ‘I want you to fuck me, Aleksandr,’ and I’ll do it.”

As he adjusted his hips again, I could feel his hardness inching closer to my core. His pulsating heat was so near to mine that I gasped, my eyes snapping open.

“Please!” The plea was torn from my throat as my body ached and pulsed, yearning for the release only he could provide.

“Please, fuck me, Alek.”

“I like that little nickname on your lips. Say it again,” his voice was rough as gravel, and I whimpered, trying to thrust my hips upward.

A shudder ran through me, turning me into a mess in his arms. Another whimper was building in my throat.

He felt so good against me. I didn’t want to resist him any longer. From the sensations he sent coursing down to my toes, to the way his cock pressed, dipped, and pulsed against my tight entrance, teasing and tormenting me as I ached and yearned to be filled.

“Alek.” The name was a desperate prayer as my hands moved to grip his ass, adjusting my hips to bring us closer than we were before.

Alek didn’t need any assistance. His member slid into me with a smooth grace that left us both holding our breath before we simultaneously gasped.

It was heaven.

“Paradise,” he grunted into my ear, gently tugging my hair and bending down for a kiss. He swallowed the sounds I made as his hips began to move slowly.

The evidence of our desire and lovemaking was already trickling down my thighs as he fucked me on the floor. His hand caressed my leg and lifted it to get a better angle as the hand in my hair went down to caress my breast.

He guided my movements as his cock stretched and overwhelmed my senses with each thrust, fitting us together like two pieces of a puzzle each time we met.

The sensation was too intense, driving me to the edge as I clung to him.

He broke the kiss to allow me to breathe and began to grin, panting in response to the noises I couldn’t suppress.

The sound of our wet slaps and heated breath filled the room with the intoxicating scent of sex. The force of an impending orgasm caused my eyes to begin to close.

“Stay with me. Look at me. I want to see it,” he murmured, caressing my face and urging my eyes open as he fucked me with intensity.

He brought me closer to my peak as my body began to tighten around him. The moment our eyes locked, I was lost. My mind spun out of control, my body clinging to his as I climaxed powerfully.

Alek growled his approval, swallowing my whimpers and moans as I fell apart in his arms. He fucked me fervently as my walls clenched and spasmed around his pulsating cock, enhancing his pleasure as he began to grunt.

“Seraphina,” he grunted, his teeth gritted, even though I was barely hanging on.

Something about his words triggered another orgasm. My body clenched down hard at the desperate sound of my name on his lips. The sensation was almost painful as I began to spin out of control, crying out his name.

I felt the warmth of his release fill me as my body shivered and greedily collapsed around him. Both of my legs wrapped around his waist as my head slowly slumped backward.

I didn’t even realize my legs had locked around him until I felt my ankles pop.

Alek moaned a few more times with a pleasurable purr, thrusting his hips into me. “That was far too quick,” he said, his thumb tracing my cheek, his cock already starting to slowly stiffen once more inside me as he slowly began to grind his hips.

Intent still gleamed in his eyes.