Seduction: A Dark Bratva Fake Marriage Romance (Wicked Vows)
Seduction: Chapter 18

I never imagined Vera would come alive like this.

“Yes. Yes, Daddy,” she says. She can’t even look at me when she says it, and she’s doing that adorable thing where her cheeks get all bright red. But the woman’s as aroused as she’s ever been, and I’ve barely touched her.

Fuck.

“Open your legs,” I say in a growl. Her obedience is the most erotic aphrodisiac I ever could’ve imagined. My dick is painfully hard when she obeys immediately.

But she still needs to learn her lesson.

I spank her pretty, perfect little naked ass. “What do you say, Vera?”

“Y-yes, Daddy,” she breathes as she parts her legs.

I stroke her until her back arches.

“Beg Daddy for your climax, baby. Beg me.”

“Please,” she begs in a choked whisper. “Please, Daddy.”

I stroke her clit until she comes, her back arching and her voice a jumbled chorus of whimpers and pleas. She’s still coming when I lift her onto the bed.

“Touch yourself. Keep going, baby. Keep touching yourself.”

I unfasten my belt as she obeys me, her lips parted as she comes so fucking hard. I fasten it in a loop around her wrists and secure them before I lean back on the bed and position her over my mouth. I savor every lick, the taste of her scorched into my memory like a brand. And when she comes on my mouth, I savor the way she moans in pleasure until she falls beside me, her eyes fluttering closed.

“Good girl,” I whisper, leaning over her. “That’s a good girl. But we’re not done here, Vera. You’ll learn to obey Daddy. That was your reward for taking your first punishment like such a good girl.”

“My—my first, Daddy?” Her eyes are half-lidded staring up at me.

I nod. “It’s my job to make sure you know that will never happen again. Ever.” I tip my hand under her chin. “Will it, baby?”

“No, Daddy,” she breathes.

I lay her on the bed beside me as she stares at me, curiosity mingling with arousal in her gaze. I spread her legs and taste her clit again.

“Daddy!” her hips jerk. “I’m so sensitive! I just—oh, God, Markov!”

I lick her clit again, lazily stroking and tasting while I unfasten my pants and take out my dick. I groan into her wet, hot, sweet pussy. She protests but doesn’t try to stop me as I nip the swollen bud before I stroke her with my tongue again.

“Oh my God,” she breathes. “Dear God.”

My cock swells in my fist while I fist it, eating her sweet pussy like it’s the world’s finest goddamn delicacy.

Maybe it is.

“Please,” she whimpers, shaking her head. “It’s too much. Too—I can’t take this,” she whispers.

I lift my mouth from her pussy just as her hips jerk with the first spasm of her climax.

“Will you obey me, Vera? Will you trust me to protect you?”

“Of course I will,” she promises, even though I suspect she’d promise damn near anything right now. My dick throbs, and I moan against her folds.

“Good girl. Such a good girl. Come on Daddy’s tongue, Vera.”

She screams with her second climax. I release my swollen cock and flip her onto her belly. Her wrists, still bound, brace on the bed in front of her as I part her legs and stroke the entrance of her pussy with the head of my cock.

“Markov,” she whimpers. “I want you in me.”

My forehead falls to her still-clothed back, damp and hot. I love the feel of her around me when I enter her. I’m slow at first because she’s still new to this, and I don’t want to hurt her. But when she meets me thrust for thrust, I pick up the intensity. She likes a mix of pain and pleasure together.

Noted.

I slam into her, claiming her body with mine. I relish the sound of her moans and the tight, tight feel of her pussy around me like a goddamn glove. Fucking perfection.

I come, my hot seed lashing into her just seconds before her own release consumes her. I bend and bite her neck, needing to taste her, to consume her.

Finally, we come down from our high, and I kiss the red part where I bit her neck. Vera looks like she’s sleeping.

“Are you alright?” I ask.

“Mmm,” she whispers. “I can’t move, but other than that. . . yeah, I’m good.” She opens one eye with effort. “You?”

“I’m perfect, baby. I didn’t take it easy on you.” I kiss her cheek. “Did I hurt you, Vera? Are you hurt anywhere?”

“Hurt?” she asks, half-grinning at me. “Markov, you bit my neck, fucked me so hard I felt like you were going to split me open, spanked me, but it was. . . .” Her voice trails off. “I am a woman with a strong vocabulary, but words fail me. Fail me.”

I brush her damp hair off her forehead and kiss her cheek. “You’re so brave,” I tell her honestly. “So damn brave. To trust me like that. . . ” I trail off because I’m surprised to replace I’m choked up.

This goddamn upcoming benefit could destroy everything. If Markov’s aunt or anyone who knew him shows. . . my cover will be blown. I’ll have to make my move.

It will be time.

But we’ve had so little time together.

How can someone forbidden be so damn perfect for me?