ANAThere was darkness, a dominance, in him. It called to me, “Just-just don’t hurt me,” I whispered low, crawling backwards, my eyes never leaving his face.The fragrance spreading around the room enveloped me, the mixture of my arousal and Roman’s scent. A deep spicy, manly scent that I first got a faint smell of in the weeks ago. Holding my eyes with a look, he slipped his pants off, and boxers followed. I drew my tongue across my bottom lip, tempted to lift and lick every damn inch of him, I could lay hands on.My husband had a body worth worshiping. His chest and neck was barely visible in darkness, though it definitely needed more of my attention. Hunger crawled up my spine, mixing with fear and anxiety from the problem of the past few weeks.His thick cock was hard.“I’d cut my dick off before I hurt you,” he assured me, in a gentle voice.Maybe I was stupid, but I found myself trusting him no matter the circumstance.So far, he always ensured my pleasure, that I was sure
I clenched the wooden heard boards so hard, I would see imprints in my fingers for days.His one hand wrapped around my throat, and on instinct, I pushed into it, exposing my neck. It was rough, restrictive, and so fucking enthralling.“Who fucks you, Ana?” he said, his fingers squeezing lightly around my throat. I could feel him everywhere, deep inside me, around me.In my heart, my soul filling every part of me.“You do.”He pushed inside me, trying to fuse us together with his thrusts, and I loved every second of it. The strength in his touch, his mouth, his thrusts would kill me, and it would be the best kind of death.“Nobody touches you, Ana.” His voice was a harsh command in my ears.“Nobody,” I breathed. “Just you.”A rumble of satisfaction sounded from him and he rewarded me with another thrust, filling me hard and deep, to the hilt, all the while his pelvis pressed hard on my clit.“Mine!” His tone was dark, possessive, hard.A scream pierced the air as a violent orgas
“Roman?”“Hmmm.”“Will you put sunscreen on me?” I asked, digging the sunscreen out of the little beach bag before handing it to him.I needed his hands on me. I needed him all over me.He reached for my cheek. His roughened knuckles ran down my cheek. His gaze softened, desire moving in his eyes, as his thumb touching the edge of my bottom lip lightly.“No sex until tonight “Okay.”I rolled onto my stomach, and after a heartbeat, I heard the squeeze of the sunscreen bottle and I closed my eyes, smiling happily against the towel. He straddled my ass, his hands rubbing together, then I felt his rough palms slide up my back. He unfastened my bikini top, and he carried his movement up to my shoulders.“I like this bikini on you, Zolotse.” Roman quipped never stopped his movements, rubbing the lotion over my skin. “Although, I like you even better without it.”I turned my head to the side and looked at him over my shoulder. “We could take it off,” I told using my most seductive
ANALeaning in, I brought my lips to his, stopping an inch away from his lips.My tongue licked across his bottom lip then took a pull on it. Heat pulsed and spread through me like wildfire, my pussy throbbing with a need. For him.Then I nipped at his bottom lip, while my fingers clutched in his hair. A low groan rumbled in his chest. I even found that sexy when it came about him.“Take me back to bed,” I murmured as I licked his lips again. Pure need swam through my veins.With his strong stride, he powered through the waves, back to the house and all the while my mouth never left his skin. There was no proper way to my kiss, but I couldn’t stop kissing him. Tasting him.We were no longer at the beach. I had no idea how long it took to get back to our home or the bathroom. I slid off his body, my feet touching the cool tile. We discarded our swim wear in a hurry.I put my palms against his chest, his eyes looking into my face. My fingers traced over the tattoos on his ch
He was my own brand of drug. And just like a drug, I’d have to break this addiction to him. Eventually. Because When Lucas Bateman comes I'm gonna run again, I don't think I have cultivated that courage to face him yet. My heart skittered around inside my chest. Reaching for his lips, I kissed him softly. It would be the kiss I’d remember forever. The kiss that would ultimately break my heart, because it would remain sealed in my mind for as long as I shall live. His hand curled around my waist, his hard body pressing against mine. “You are mine,” he rasped, a dark possessiveness vibrating in his voice. “From the moment I saw you, Moya Roza.” There goes my heart. The shower was still running and whatever restraint he had over himself over the last few minutes broke. He closed the space between our bodies, enclosing me as mu own person heat pack. His mouth molded against mine, heating up throughout my body all over again. My hungry fingers moved all over his b
Two days holed up in this house.On this beach. This house is a cage in the form of paradise and surrounded by a dreamy blue ocean.I was ready to scream. Except I’d done that already, at Roman’s men, my guards. A lot of good it did me. I couldn’t lose my shit with Sasha and Callie still around. He was Roman's best mate and after what happened on the beach between them, I can't just go and call her to my room, I need to let them have their space at the other annex of the house. If that was even possible.I felt like a caged animal. Anxiety and tension boiling under my skin. I needed to burn off some of this energy and this room wasn’t big enough.I needed a million miles, not ten miles between Roman and me at this moment.I attempted to leave the beach to go shopping, but I was told no. When Callie and I wanted to go to see some old friends, we were stopped and told it wasn’t a good time.I dialed up my bella, planning on getting her to join us, but before I could even say fi
My body screamed for him, each cell in me demanding I get my relief. Maybe I waited too long, years of not feeling anything and using my rules. Or maybe I have been waiting for this man and my body recognized him before my mind did. I just knew I needed him, all consequences be damned. This man, my husband, was lighting the flame in me.The taste of him became my necessity.My lips parted and Roman’s eyes lowered to them, the fire in them matching the one flaming within me.He didn’t move. He sat there, waiting, his hands seemingly relaxed but there was so much aura rolling off of him.As if he wanted to give me the choice. But there was none, because I was scared I’d burn out like a flame without him.I wanted his touch to keep burning.He said he wanted my everything - to have my body and my soul - but then the Dictator would demand a soul, wouldn’t he? Except part of me wanted to go to sleep and wake up with his body next to mine.I wanted to give him everything I've got.Th
Once his clothes joined mine on the floor, my eyes took him in. Nobody, and I mean nobody, had better abs than Roman.And those tattoos on his chest and his arms, covering his golden skin tempted me from the moment I’d met him.“Stand up,” he said in a hard demand in his voice. He jerked me upwards, spread my legs and pulled me close. My pussy was next to his face.I braced myself with a hand on his shoulder, his hands digging into my butt and his face buried in my pussy. Fire ignited like a volcano, his mouth sucked and licked, nipping at my clit. My skin full of need. My nails dug into his shoulder and I rolled my hips against his mouth. He was killing me, stealing my breath - and sanity. And I couldn’t have been happier about it.Before the release shot through me, he grabbed my hips, slid me onto his lap and slammed inside of me.A choked cry escaped me. He stilled, his eyes darkening and burning hot. I was still tender and sore.“I’m sorry,” he murmured softly. His h
“She’s a brutal Taskmaster,” Sasha mutters.“She locks him up,” Dominic adds in.My eyes widen, and I laugh. What the hell? “Not at all, Rome. You can go and visit whenever you want to, sweetheart.”“Okay then,” he dismisses her.“Thanks for that.”She rises up on her toes, clearly excited, and she smiles between us. “I’ll see you soon, Rome.” She replies as with as much sarcasm in her.She walks off, and everyone snickers.Roman pinches the bridge of his nose, disgusted. “Don’t even.”“Who was that?” I ask, holding up my hands. “Actually, let me guess.”“Oh, please do.” Sasha laughs.“I’m guessing you’ve…” I screw up my face as I try to think of a nice way to say this. “Been with her?”Roman closes his eyes, and I know I’ve hit the nail on the head. The others chuckle.“And who is she?” Dominic asks.Roman stands. “I can’t talk right now; I’m dancing with Ana. Do not disturb us with anymore with your stupid topics of conversation.”They laugh.I stay seated and smile as I
The song changes into a sexy song plays on in the background as I walk over and stand in front of him.He pulls himself up as I slide my hands up his perspiration-clad body. He eases himself down, and I do the same. His biceps and shoulders are pumping.Just like my blood are right at this moment.Our eyes are locked. It’s just him and me.Hell, he makes me forget how to breathe.He rises up and down, his dark eyes locked on mine, and I cup his dick. I kiss his stomach, I run my hands up over his rock-hard abs and then lower.He’s hardened, simply from all the touching I'm doing.I inhale as, he lets go of the bar and jumps down.In one fast movement, he has me pinned to the wall, his hand wrapped tightly around my throat.His mouth moves to my ear. “Did you come in here to get fucked by my cock?” he whispers darkly.I stare at him. His knee parts my legs, and he pushes his hard erection into me as he bites my ear. “Answer the fucking question.” He growls.Goosebumps scatter
ANAZoran holds the back door of the black Mercedes open for me.And he gives me a kind smile as I walk out of the house.“Hi, Zoran.” I smile.“Good evening, Ana” He closes the door behind me after I slide into the backseat.He gets into the driver seat wearing his black customary suit and earpiece. He looks every bit of the handsome bodyguard.We pull out into the traffic, and I glance behind me to see the second security car following us.My life has changed dramatically.I’m dating the a member of the Bravta and a politician.My beloved Roman Petrov.Security guards are ever present, his work schedule is getting better, and we live in a mansion I would say. Staying at our old house is completely out of the question now. Security risks are things I can no longer ignore. Not that I can actually call it our place anymore. It’s more like an empty house with furniture in it. I haven’t slept there in three months. Depending on our schedule, sometimes I go weeks without even calli
ANAWe take a shower and, with the towel, dries me carefully and then lies me on the bed. He spreads my legs again and leans down, and kisses me there. As if completely focused on his task, he gets up immediately and goes to his closet and takes out a box.He removes a bottle of lube and puts it on the bedside. My eyes widen when I see it, "You had lube with you?" I frown.“yes ,” He smirks.“Always prepared?”“yes I am.”I giggle, and the fast pace at which my heart is beating slows down a bit.This is something he's thought about. He really wants this.As his towel drops to the floor , and his large thick cock springs free, engorged, and rock hard. It hangs heavily between his legs, and he gives it a few slow strokes as he kicks his towel to the side. He lies down beside me and leans up onto his elbow, his lips take mine, and he kisses me. His eyes close, and wearing a soft smile, he has this aura of happiness around him. "This might be slow." He murmurs against my lips a
ROMAN With every passing second, where the guests are drinking champagne and enjoying the reception. I grow more and more impatient for them to leave.“Stop scowling at everyone,” Ana whispers, where she’s sitting like a gem beside me.“How much longer?” I mutter.“We only get one time to introduce me to everyone,” she says, “try to enjoy it.”“I am, but I also want to be alone with you.”She hits my chest and smiles at Sam as she walks by the table.“You look stunning, Ana,” Sam says, not even daring to look in my direction.“Thank you,” Ana accepts the compliment like the queen she is.Chloe rushes toward us and says, “It’s time to open the dance floor.”“Dance floor?” I mutter. “No one said anything about us dancing.”“Do it for me please Roman,” Ana whispers before standing up.Unable to refuse her anything, I climb to my feet and follow her to the middle of the floor.A song starts to play, and as I take Ana into my arms, I ask, “Which song did you pick?”“ The way you lo
ANAI got to spend some time with Roman , but tonight is the night.The other heads of the Bravta and their partners are coming over, and I’m nervous as fuck.I’ve just put on the sheer body suit and Valentino black high heels when Roman comes into my walk-in closet. His eyes land on me, and he stops dead in his tracks.“No,” he growls as he slowly starts to shake his head, his expression darkening by the second. “There is no fucking way you’re wearing that in front of the other men lest bravta men.”“Hold on before you pop a muscle,” I mutter hastily, I only have a few seconds to change his mind.I grab the leather jacket out of my closet and put it on. When I fasten the belt, and the fabric spreads out like a short skirt, I say, “See. Everything’s covered.”He stares at me for a while before he says, “Fine. But the fucking jacket stays on at all times.”I walk closer to him, and wrapping my fingers behind his neck, I pull him a down a little. Against his lips, I whisper, “I
I let out a sigh. “You’re mine, Ana, which means I’m going to provide for you. You need an investment in case of an emergency.”“What…” she doesn’t finish her question, and her features tighten when she whispers, “You are not going to die. I thought we talked about this.” I nod because, unlike most people like to assume, I’m not indestructible.Her fingers tighten around mine, and she glances away from me.“It won’t happen easily,” I say to put her mind at ease.She sets her coffee cup down as she lowers her head. “I really hope not.”“Come here,” I order as I move my chair backwards to accommodate her.She gets up, and I pull her onto my lap. Taking hold of her face, I turn her face so she’ll look at me.“I’m not going anywhere anytime soon.”“Okay,” she whispers before wrapping her arms around my neck.I hold her tightly while it sinks in that it upsets her a lot to think of me dying.More love pours into my chest, and I press a kiss to her shoulder and another to the side
I can barely hold on by the time he comes with a groan. He pulls me down on top of him, and his arms tight around me. he plunges into me again, his body jerking with each thrust. When he stills beneath me, we’re both breathless. I can feel his heart racing where my cheek is pressed to his chest. “Christ,” he gasps. “You might just kill me.” I let out a chuckle, and when my inner walls squeeze his cock, he lets out a sharp breath before his body shudders. I press a kiss to his racing heart, then let out a happy sigh. His hand pats my butt, then he orders, “Up before I end up fucking you the whole day.” As I climb off him, his cock slips out of me. My body jerks because I feel raw and sensitive from all the sex. I let out a chuckle. “I’m going to need time to recover.” Roman moves off the bed. “Get your sexy ass in the shower.” I move off the mattress and follow him into the shower. Once we’re both beneath the warm spray of water, Roman starts to wash my body.
When Roman pulls out of me, I shift, and it has his eyes snapping to mine with worry in his expression.“You okay?”I nod quickly. “Yes. Just a bit sensitive.”He lies down on his back, and when I climb off the bed, his gaze follows me to the bathroom.I quickly clean myself before wetting a washcloth. When I walk back into the room and crawl onto the bed.he takes the washcloth from my hand and throws it on the floor.My eyebrows draw together, then he says “I don’t want to clean you off me yet.”His possessive voice makes the butterflies in my belly resume their fluttering.Roman pulls me closer,and when I lie down beside him, his arms wrap around me.As he buries his face in the grove of my neck.Just like earlier, I throw my leg over his and using my leg to pull and hold him tightly to my body.My fingers trail up and down his back, and I press a kiss to his temple.He lets out a heavy sigh and melts into me.I keep caressing his back, and not even minutes later, his breaths ev