A Treacherous Killer-Dark Bratva Romance

thirty

Nadia

I awake the next morning to the feeling of Maks pressed against my back. I feel his not so subtle erection poking into my back. I try to wiggle out of his arms but he latches onto me tighter.

"If you keep rubbing your ass on my cock, princess I'll be forced to pin you down and fuck you senseless," Maks growls in my ear.

"I'm just trying to go to the bathroom you caveman," I snap. He reluctantly lets me go and I quickly sprint to the bathroom to relieve my bladder. Once I finish peeing, I turn the water on in the sink to wash my hands, but I get distracted when I catch sight of myself.

My dark curls are a tangled mess, my mascara is smeared all over my eyes. So much for it being waterproof. The thing that really causes my belly to stir are the dark marks all over my neck. Shit.

I don't want Maks seeing me like this so I go over to the shower and turn the warm water on. I'll just rinse off real quick and then rejoin Maks in bed. I'm already fully naked so I quickly step under the warm jet of water and start scrubbing the mascara off my face.

"Showering without me princess? That will never work," a deep voice sounds behind me. Maks had snuck up behind me in the walk in shower and now his arms were snaked around me possessively.

"I was just rinsing off." I go to grab some body wash he has sitting on the shelf but he beats me to it.

"Allow me," he says, pouring some of the scented wash in his hand and lathering it on my skin. His large hands brush over my belly, then upwards to cup my breast.

"Are you always this handsy in the morning?" I tease.

"How can I not be?" The deep rumble of his voice in my ear sends a shiver down my spine. He brushes his hand lower and I feel myself holding my breath in anticipation of where his intended destination is.

Even though I'm prepared, I still gasp when his palm cups my pussy from the front. "Spread your legs for me," he demands. I do, parting my legs wider so he can slide his finger through my slit. He teases my entrance with his finger, dipping it in halfway and then pulling it out to circle my clit.

"Is this too handsy for you?" He asks.

"No," I whimper as he inserts another finger into me and slowly starts fucking me with them. I feel him sliding his length up and down my ass cheeks as his free hand comes around to play with my breasts.

"I'm going to make you come princess and then I'm going to cook you breakfast. Sound like a plan?" He breathes in my ear. With that he fucks his fingers into me relentlessly. The feeling of his fingers pressing inside of me and his warm skin on mine undoes me completely. I feel myself slipping dangerously close to release right before he reaches down and rubs my clit furiously.

My orgasm hits me head on. My knees buckle forcing Maks to hold me upright with an arm around me. He keeps touching me until I have to forcefully pull his hand away. I turn around and hook my arms around his neck, bringing his tall frame down to my level so I can press my lips to his.

He kisses me back feverishly until I break the kiss and wrap my palm around his cock.

"My turn," I smirk. He stares down at me intently with those dark unmoving eyes as I slowly stroke him. I go down on my knees and I feel Maks tense. I look up at him as I slide my tongue up and down his shaft and around the head of his cock. His muscles are strained, his jaw clenched. I unconsciously reach up to brush my hand over his abdomen and I love the way his cock jerks at my gentle touch.