Obsessed

ALEKSANDR

It felt like a punch to the gut.

Yet, instead of pain, there was a deafening roar in my head, my inner beast awakening, craving to claim. To feast on the body now exposed to me.

Kaia was gazing at the carpet, seemingly too shy to meet my gaze. But she had no reason to be. She was breathtaking.

She wasn’t slender like most women I’d been with, but curvaceous. So many curves. My mouth yearned to savor the delicious fullness of her breasts with their peach-hued nipples.

My tongue longed to trace the contours of her hips, over her soft belly and all the way to the inside of her thighs before indulging in her. That tiny piece of lace between her legs made me frown because it concealed what I desired most.

Misinterpreting my frown as either anger or disappointment, she started to raise her arms to cover herself, but I halted her with a single word.

“Don’t.”

Her arms fell back to her sides and she lifted her chin. When her eyes met mine, I saw her shudder at what she saw there. Hunger. Ownership. Darkness.

“I’ve never seen anything more tempting in my life,” my voice emerged as a raspy growl.

What was it about this woman that transformed me into a fucking beast? I was barely restraining myself from pushing her back on the bed, parting her thighs with my hips and thrusting inside of her until she was screaming my name.

But I couldn’t do any of that. She didn’t say it in so many words, but it was written all over her face. She ~was~ a virgin.

But that didn’t mean I couldn’t have a taste. She’d tempted me long enough. She knew what would happen if she walked into my room tonight, and she’d done it anyway. That alone revealed her true feelings to me.

There was only so much a man like me could endure. Her eyes widened at my praise, and her shoulders relaxed.

Did she think she’d disappoint me? Never.

I moved toward her, until she was looking up at me with a blend of sexy allure and innocence that made my heart tighten in my chest. I shouldn’t do this.

I should let her return to her room and ask Niko to take me to the club where I was free to do as I pleased. Where I didn’t have to hold back or show any restraint at all.

But just the thought of being with any other woman made me feel sick. I already knew no one else would do, and I hadn’t even had her yet.

Reaching up, I pulled the clips from her hair and tossed them aside, so that her hair cascaded down her back.

Kaia’s hands instinctively rose to my chest, but that gentle touch, of skin on skin, had the same effect as if she’d reached down and wrapped her fingers around my cock. My breath left me in a rush.

I gently removed her hands from my body and held them to her sides. She frowned.

“I want to touch you too, Aleksandr,” she whispered, her voice a plea.

I let out a ragged breath because this girl was stripping away my control, and she was barely doing anything.

“If you touch me again, I don’t know if I’ll last,” I confessed.

Her lower lip curled in a soft pout, drawing my eyes, and it took everything in me to resist kissing her. Kissing was too intimate.

If I tasted her lips, I’d never be able to let her go, and I’d have to let her go. There was no way I could keep my little kitten. I had to let this be enough.

Seeing her disappointment, I wrapped my fingers around a delicate wrist, lifting her hand to my chest again. I needed the control to ground me.

“Let me.”

She watched, fascinated, as I moved her hand slowly down my body, making the tips of her fingers skim along the grooves of my chest to circle a hard nipple before moving down my body.

My abs tightened when her nails scraped the muscle, and my lips parted on a long exhale. I watched her own nipples harden in response and her chest rise and fall rapidly as if she was struggling to breathe herself.

When her fingers gripped my straining cock and squeezed, I threw my head back on a long groan. I moved her grip in my fingers, pumping my length once, twice, and then I yanked her hand from my body because I was so fucking close to exploding and we were just getting started.

“Ease back onto the bed,” I instructed her gently.

She raised an eyebrow but complied, moving slowly toward the bed. Her fingers hooked into the waistband of her underwear.

“Should I—”

“No. Just follow my lead, kotik,” I directed, and a spark of desire ignited in her eyes.

As she reclined on the bed, her golden hair spread out over the dark sheets, her smooth skin on display, I felt a shift within me. I moved closer to the bed, looking down at her.

“You claim you’re not submissive,” I said, sliding a finger between her closed knees, causing her to part them. “But you seem to enjoy being directed.”

A flash of defiance sparked in her eyes, making me smile. My gaze dropped to the damp lace beneath her.

“How did it feel hearing about my past submissives, kotik?” I teased. “Jealous?”

She lifted her chin defiantly, a move that sent a jolt of desire through me.

“Angry,” she responded.

I cocked my head, intrigued.

“Why? None of them have ever been in this house. In my bed. Yet here you are. Only you.”

Surprise flickered in her eyes.

I retrieved a black tie from my closet.

“That’s enough honesty for tonight, kotik. Now it’s time to feel.”

I adjusted her position on the bed, her head resting on my pillow. I straddled her hips and blindfolded her with the tie, plunging her world into darkness.

Her hands instinctively reached to remove it.

“If you take off the tie, this ends now, Kaia. Choose,” my voice was firm.

After a moment, she let her arms fall back to her sides.

“Good girl. If I saw those enticing eyes of yours, I wouldn’t be able to take things slow,” I confessed, sharing a final truth.

With her eyes covered, I could let my guard down. She didn’t need to know how much she was affecting me. I was certain Kaia would use it against me to gain her freedom, or worse, to try to steal my heart.

I would only release her when I was ready. As for my heart, it had been hollowed out when my wife passed. I didn’t believe anything could fill it again.

Yet, watching Kaia’s body squirm with anticipation on the sheets, I felt a sense of calm I hadn’t experienced in a long time.

Frustrated with myself for entertaining such thoughts, I moved off the bed, looming over her.

“I’m not a gentleman, Kaia,” I warned. “I’ll never be gentle. But you knew that, didn’t you? You knew what you were getting into tonight, admit it.”

She bit her lip and shook her head in denial.

I leaned over and gave her a sharp slap just above her clit.

She gasped, her hips arching off the bed.

“Tell me the truth, Kaia.”

“Yes,” she managed. “~Yes.~ I knew.”

She tried to close her legs but I stopped her.

“Keep your legs open. Show me how much you enjoy being my submissive.”

Her thighs trembled as she spread them wider, the lace between them now thoroughly soaked.

“~Please Aleksandr…~”

I doubted she fully understood what she was pleading for. She was too innocent to beg a man like me. But I was going to enjoy teaching her.

Positioning myself between her thighs, I held her wrists in one hand, stretching them above her head. I took a nipple in my mouth, sucking hard.

Kaia’s cry echoed in the room. Her head thrashed on the pillow as my teeth grazed her skin and my tongue soothed. I repeated the action on her other breast, leaving her nipples swollen and glistening.

I released her wrists and she wisely left them in place as I traced my tongue down her body, leaving marks with my teeth.

I groaned, intoxicated by her taste. By the time I reached her pussy, I couldn’t wait any longer. I ripped the lace from her body and discarded it on the bed before setting my mouth on her.

Kaia screamed.

My lips were anything but gentle as they explored her. The forceful thrusts of my tongue against her tight entrance were far from tender. The same could be said for the firm strokes against her clit.

I had to pin her thighs to the bed as she writhed against my mouth, chanting my name as if it was a prayer. The power of it was intoxicating, and by the time she was caught in the grip of her second climax, I was sliding two fingers inside her, curling them to reignite her pleasure.

With my fingers buried deep within her, I could feel a slight resistance that seemed to dare me to push past it and claim her completely. But that was a boundary I wasn’t prepared to cross.

Instead, I pushed my boxers down and positioned myself over her chest, roughly stroking my arousal.

“Open your mouth.”

Her cheeks were damp and smeared with makeup, but I had never found her more attractive than in that moment.

“Do it now, Kaia.”

She had barely opened her lips before I was pushing past them, almost choking her with my arousal.

Her hands shot up to grip my hips as if to push me away, but it was too late—I was already swelling in her mouth.

I muttered a curse and pulled out just as the first spurt landed on her chin. I continued to stroke myself, deliberately coating her still-sensitive nipples with my release until her body was slick with it.

Looking down at her, a wave of possessiveness washed over me so intensely, I nearly staggered.

Kaia’s hands reached up, curving around my neck to pull me close, lifting her mouth to mine.

I gripped her chin, halting her abruptly and watched her brow furrow in confusion above the blindfold.

“No.”

Her body jerked as if I’d struck her, and then she relaxed her arms and fell back onto the bed.

A moment passed. Then another.

“Get off me,” she whispered, pulling off the blindfold, but she still wouldn’t meet my gaze.

“Kaia—”

“I said get off me!” She pushed against my chest, and I frowned, seeing the tears she was struggling to hold back.

Reluctantly, I moved off of her, watching as she swung her legs off the bed and stood, trying to maneuver around me to reach her dress.

I turned to her, trying to figure out how to explain.

“Listen, kotik, I don’t—”

She spun around to face me, clutching her crumpled dress in front of her like a shield. Her expression was a mix of anger and hurt.

“Forget it, Aleksandr. This was a mistake. Don’t worry, it won’t happen again.”

Without waiting for a response, she turned and left the room.