Page 36 of His Ruthless Vow

“More,” she says. “Don’t tease me after that.”

“I'm not teasing you.” I push in farther, sliding deep until my hips meet hers, and I stay there, buried in her, forehead against hers. “I'm taking you," I breathe before I kiss her. "And I'm letting you know you're mine now. Only mine."

She makes a sound into my mouth and her nails dig into my shoulders. I pull back and thrust in again, finding a rhythm that keeps her pinned to the sofa. Every stroke seats me to the hilt and her tits sway with every thrust. I drop my mouth to one nipple, sucking while I fuck her.

“Dimitri,” she hisses. "Fuck." I feel her tighten around me and it drives me wild. I brace one hand on the arm of the sofa and drive into her, the other hand gripping her hip to keep her where I want her. The sofa shifts as she wraps her legs higher around my waist and I sink even deeper, grinding at the end of each stroke so she feels all of me.

“Yes,” she says. “Like that."

I kiss her again and thrust a little faster. “You feel too good. I thought I'd never get you like this again."

“Then fuck me like you missed me.”

I do exactly that. I set a pace that makes her wrap her hands around my neck and hold on. Each thrust pushes her up the cushion and I drag her back down onto me so I never lose that depth. She's hot and tight and wet enough that every slide is perfect, and I can't stop looking at her face while I do it.

“God, yes. Right there." Alana's pussy grips me so tight I can feel her heartbeat and I stay right there and fuck her. I work that angle until her breath stutters and her eyes go unfocused. I kiss her jaw and her mouth and the place under her ear, then growl right into her ear.

"God, you're beautiful. And I love you. And you're mine." I snap my hips into her and she moans against my mouth. Then I slide a hand between us and find her clit with my thumb, rubbing in time with my thrusts. She jerks under me and her inner muscles flutter around my cock.

“You're going to come on me,” I tell her. “I want to feel it.”

“Then keep doing that.” Her head tips back. “Right there. God, Dimitri, right there.”

I stay on that spot, thumb working her clit while I fuck her in long strokes that bottom out every time. It's difficult to hold back, because I want to fill her right now, but I want her to come again first.

“Oh, my God,” she whimpers. So close." Every time I bottom out, she whimpers, and I watch the way her back arches and the way her fingers claw at my skin. I have her exactly where I have wanted her, open and taking me, and I'm not in a hurry to leave this position.

“You like that?” I ask. “You like my cock in you?”

“Yes.” She pushes back onto me. “More."

“Tell me what more looks like.”

“Deeper. Faster. Make me come.” Her eyes are wide and desperate, she’s panting short, shallow breaths, and I feel her tightening up. She's close again, and I want to make her come so hard, she forgets her name.

I thrust harder, picking up my speed, and I know I'm going to lose it. My balls start to draw up. The pressure is so intense I might just snap, and then I feel her body clamp down around me, clenching and milking one pull at a time until I break.

My climax meets hers and I jerk and jolt, grunting as the spasms take hold, but I keep myself up so I don't crush her. And she groans.

It's sticky and hot, and I lean down and claim her lips even as I hear my phone buzzing somewhere across the room. The air is thick with the scent of sex, and I am starting to feel a slight buzz from the vodka, having not eaten anything tonight.

I pull back, letting my cum slick her thighs as it drains, and dig through my jeans. The phone is lit up with Alexei's number, and I almost ignore it, but Alana sits up and sees it over my shoulder.

"You should see what he wants."

"Why, so he can come interrupt us?" I scowl at the phone, but she stops me from ending the call.

"Because if he's warning you, you'll want to know about it." There's sincerity in her eyes, and I sigh and let the tension out of my shoulders.

I'm slicked with sweat, still panting from sex when I say, "Yeah, what?"

"Dimitri. Where are you?" My brother has no clue that I'm planning to vanish, only that I made him drop me off at home as soon as that SUV left the church.

"I’m out, why?"

"Because three of our safehouses have been hit. The Volskaya girl is missing and Nikolai is on a rampage. If we thought the war was bad before, we didn't know anything."

"Yeah, thanks," I tell him, turning to look Alana in the eye. I end the call and remove my battery immediately, then toss the useless phone on the table.