Page 53 of Scarred Redemption

I blew across her slickened pussy, waiting to see her reaction. Her hand fluttered to her mouth and with a slight drag of her tongue across her bottom lip, she seemed to slip deeper into a conscious state of sleep. With a subtle but very dark laugh, I pressed my lips against the inside of one thigh then the other.

Isabel remained asleep. I guess I would enjoy my meal in private. With a grin remaining on my face, I darted my tongue around her clit, the tender tissue also swollen. She shifted slightly, especially when I repeated the action.

I swirled my tongue around her clit several times while dragging just the tip of my index finger down her pussy. She was wide open for me, making it impossible for me to concentrate, but I would try. Pleasing her was paramount.

As I brought the sweet tissue into my mouth, hers twisted and she dug one heel into the bed. She wouldn’t be able to resist me. I continued teasing her for a couple of minutes all while driving myself crazy.

My dick ached beyond the point of discomfort, my balls already inflamed. That’s what she did to me and had since the beginning. Having her here now for a second or third chance meant far more than I was willing to divulge to anyone.

And I planned on taking full advantage of her presence.

I buried my face into her wetness, inhaling every few seconds. I wanted my nostrils filled with her scent much like her fragrance had painted my skin. She tasted even sweeter than the night before, perhaps because I could taste myself in her juice.

The combination was nourishment to a famished beast.

I swept my tongue up and down several times before plunging it into her sweet pussy. All while using my fingers to spread her wide open, also using my thumb to entice her asshole. Yes, I would claim her there once again and after that, she would truly be mine.

The thought made me chuckle all over again. I’d already taken her in every hole several times, but this felt different. An entirely new beginning.

She moved her head from side to side as I used my fingers alongside my tongue. There was nothing like bringing her to the very brink of having an orgasm then pulling away. I wasn’t greedy and could control my level of patience when I wanted. Besides, I could take all day.

Her moans increased, becoming subtle yet powerful whimpers. I kept my eyes on her, watching her. Studying her. All while ravishing the sweetest part of her body.

As she dug both heels into the bed, I could tell she was close to climaxing. I was relentless with my tongue, driving it in as deep as the confines would allow. Every soft mewl, every flutter of her eyelids was proof positive of the effect I had on her.

And what I craved was full control over her body, her soul, and now, I wanted every thrumming beat of her heart. The need to consume her was no longer about my physical needs, but something much deeper and more pronounced.

Hearing her light pants pushed my actions into a rougher state, licking furiously as I pumped three flexed fingers inside. She slammed her fist into the bed, bucking in my hold. Unable to resist, I drove my thumb into her asshole and instantly, her body stiffened.

I was rewarded with the sweet juice of her release, my ears given a beautiful chorus of her satisfied sounds. Yes, I could really do this for hours and would have, had my hunger not begun to overtake any rational thought.

When she thumped against the bed, I lifted my face. My pulse was running high, my shaft becoming pinched in the zipper.

I eased back, uncertain what to expect. She rolled over as if eager to go back to sleep. Really? I hadn’t realized I’d made a sound of unhappiness until I heard a muffled laugh. Wait a minute. I crawled closer, hovering over her until I confirmed she’d been playing me. “Skol'ko raz ya govoril tebe nikogda ne draznit' zverya?”

“You’re cursing me first thing in the morning?” She slowly turned her head, still laughing.

“I wasn’t cursing, my sweet angel. I was merely reminding you that I’ve told you a number of times never to taunt a beast. You were awake the entire time.”

“What if I was?” In the shimmer of golden light, her eyes appeared luminous, the gold flecks surrounding her irises a stunning reminder of her natural beauty. Even the way her long blonde hair was tossed effortlessly across the pillow created a regal aura that I found irresistible.

“Then I believe you’ll need to learn a very valuable lesson.” This was the first time I’d allowed myself to feel a sense of relief instead of burning anger. I sat back on the bed and easily dragged her over my lap.

“Wait a minute. I was playing with you,” she moaned and immediately shoved her arm across her naked bottom.

“And I wasn’t.” I bent her arm, pinning it against the small of her back to enable me to have free rein of her rounded bottom. I honestly wasn’t certain if I was interested in showing her I wasn’t the dark boogeyman she’d obviously come to believe I’d become.

It felt as if I was acting because I hadn’t become the man she described so eloquently. I’d always been that man. Or I should say, I was born into the role, taking a short break after a promise made to my wife.

I’d been told more than once I should never have abandoned being the brutal man I’d been trained to be. To some, I’d forsaken my vows to the Bratva. To others I’d brought shame to my father’s house. Anastasia’s murder had brought me back to a more selectively savage side that I’d had no intention of ignoring again.

How strange that both my soldiers had been shocked at the return of the dark-sided monster as had the woman who bathed me in light and goodness.

Was it possible I was even more attracted to her now that she’d killed a man?

I wasn’t entirely certain I could answer the question truthfully. What I did know was that she was too good for my world. That I could admit, even if I wouldn’t consider the possibility of allowing her to walk away. That simply couldn’t happen.

The reasons were clear, which was why I was trying to appease her in some small way, ensuring she knew the man she’d fallen in love with dwelled somewhere inside.