The Chosen (7 page)

His hands roamed her body, cupping her ass and bringing her pelvis flush with his body. She moaned into his mouth and put her hands on his shoulders. He ground his erection into her belly, and her heart rate picked up. He was so thick and long, she could feel the outline through both of their clothing His tongue danced inside her mouth, smoothing along hers and causing her to moan. She sensuously rubbed her body along his, loving the feel of his hard muscles against her soft curves. The light ding of the elevator
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reaching its destination sounded, and she forced herself to pull away.

She looked into his face and saw his eyes closed as he rested his head against her forehead.

“Please let me compose myself.”

He took a deep breath and turned to lead her into a lavish apartment. Before she could really look around, he had her on her back on a cool leather couch. His eyes were half-lidded as he stared down at her. The leather was cold and smooth beneath her back, and it cooled her heated body. Her dress rode up to the top of her thighs, and she closed her eyes and groaned at the feel of his erection gently thrusting against her core. She opened her eyes and licked her lips as he slowly bent down and took her mouth in a searing kiss. Before his lips slanted over her, she thought she saw the tip of a very sharp tooth—the tip of a fang.

It must have been a trick of the light because people just didn’t have fangs. She lost the thought as his tongue speared into her mouth and stroked the inside. One of his hands braced against the back of the couch, and the other he placed by her head. His fingers lightly traced her check and moved lower to her collarbone. His mouth never stopped the hot kiss he delivered. His hand hesitated right above the swell of her breasts, but she arched her back and moaned when his palm made contact. Her nipples stabbed through the thin material of the dress, and the sensitivity of them was excruciating. Her breasts were not large in any sense, and the fact that his palm seemed to dwarf her breast embarrassed her. She placed her hands on his shoulders and relished the feel of his hand skimming over her breast and to her hip.

He bunched up the rest of her dress and dragged it over her waist to lay at the tops of her breasts. He broke away from the kiss and looked down at her, then ran his palms across her nipples. He pulled the front of her dress down and released the front clasp of her bra. His eyes roamed over her exposed skin, and she flushed in slight embarrassment. What if he didn’t like what he saw or thought her
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breasts were too small? She swallowed and watched him as he continued to stare at her body, his hands not making a move to touch her bare skin. He inhaled deeply, and his gaze snapped to her face.

“Vy ochen' krasivy.”

His deep voice strained, and she licked her lips as arousal swam through her. She didn’t understand what he said, but the way he looked at her made a fresh flood of cream coat her pussy lips.

“What does that mean?”

His free hand traced the outer top of her thong, and she fought back the urge to moan. “I said you are very beautiful.”

“Wh-what language is that?” She could hardly form the words as his fingertips skimmed over her heated flesh.

“It’s Russian, my sweet.” He slowly brought his mouth down to her collarbone and ran his lips along her skin. He ran his tongue down her skin and over the slight swell of her breast, kissing a pathway toward her distended nipple. He looked into her eyes as he swirled his tongue around her nipple and sucked it into his mouth. He alternated between both breasts and slowly brought his hand down across her ribs, over her stomach, and to the top of her panties.

“Tell me you want it, Lana. Tell me to take these off.”

He didn’t wait for her to answer, just went back to torturing her beasts and nipples. She stared down as his erotic words caused her vagina to pulse with a need she had never known. She really should have stopped him, but she was so aroused she would have told him to rip them clean off. Her panties were so soaked that they rubbed uncomfortably against her lips. Every time his tongue swiped over the hard point of her nipple, she wanted to grind her vagina into the hard erection that pressed through his pants. He would alternate between sucking her nipple and dipping down to her hip, delivering a gentle kiss to her exposed skin. He kissed the small birthmark by her belly button on more than one occasion. The birthmark always made her feel self-conscious, and she was glad that he paid so much attention to it.

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“Take them off of me.” Her eyes grew wide at the growl that came out of him. He gripped the top of her panties and ripped them clean off of her, tossing the fabric to the ground. She would be lying if she said his aggressiveness didn’t turn her on.

“You smell so fucking delicious. I can’t stand it.”

His voice became deeper, and before she realized what he was doing, he was between her thighs with his hands holding them open.

His breath brushed across her exposed folds, and she let her thighs open wider of their own accord. The hot touch of his tongue along her engorged clit caused her to throw her head back and moan. It felt so good, so much better than when she touched herself. He ran his tongue in a circular motion, sucking her clit into the hot depths of his mouth before running over it again. He nibbled and teased her labia, twirling his tongue along the opening of her pussy and running it back up to torment her clit. She had her legs as wide as they would go, but even that didn’t feel wide enough. His tongue continued its exploration of her clit as one of his fingers ran in a slow motion around her pussy hole. She wanted, no, needed him to plunge it inside, to end the exquisite torture he was giving her. It was never ending, the pleasure he brought to her body with just a flick of his tongue and a tease of his finger.

He left no part of her untouched, swiping his tongue over her lips, around her center, and making his way back up to her clit. Moans and groans came from his mouth, vibrating off her clit and causing her orgasm to come closer to the surface. His hands had a tight clasp on her thighs, his big body wedged between them. He lifted one of her legs over the back the couch, opening her up even further to his wicked tongue. He continued to suck at her clit, and the tight coil of her climax moved through her body. Her sex blossomed like a dam opening up and getting ready to spill forth. Her wetness flowed out of her core from the tidal wave of pleasure that coursed through her.

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“Oh, yes. I think I’m going to come.” She had climaxed plenty of times by herself but had never felt the feeling that washed through her at this moment.

“Come for me, Lana. Fucking come all over my mouth. I want your cream covering my lips.” He continued to suck and lick at her, and just hearing the provocative words he said set her off. Her orgasm tore through her, causing her to thrust her breasts out and groan loudly. He never let up, just kept sucking and licking until her orgasm tapered off. Although she felt sated and relaxed, the orgasm did nothing to stop the arousal still pulsing through her veins. She opened her eyes to stare at him, his glorious body now naked. She didn’t know when took off his clothes, but his shirt and pants now sat on the floor. Her breath caught in her throat at the sight of his hard, muscled body.

He grabbed his cock as she slid her eyes up and down his body.

She stared at his erection, eyes wide and heart beating quickly. He was huge, so big she didn’t even know if he would fit inside of her.

His hands slid under her back and flipped her over so she straddled him. He leaned against the couch and gripped her naked hips.

“It will fit perfectly. You will feel exquisite when I slide in and out of you. Fuck, you’re beautiful.”

She breathed heavily, loving the dirty way he spoke to her. His cock rubbed along her slick folds, teasing her clit as he slowly thrust his hips up. The flame in her body grew stronger, her desire burning hotter and hotter. She initiated the next kiss, dipping down to meet his firm lips and slipping her tongue inside. He groaned and slid his hands to her ass before slipping one hand further down to rest by her vagina. He brought his other hand to her breast, tweaking and pulling at her hard nipple. His finger didn’t move any closer to her pussy, just sat close to her hole, making her want to thrust onto it. Their moans filled the room, and before she knew it, he scooped her off the couch and carried her to his bedroom.

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His smooth and hairless chest felt wonderful against her flesh, and his raging erection moved against the back of her thigh erotically. Her wetness moved down her inner thigh as she thought about him sliding his cock inside of her. She squirmed a little bit, wanting to get out of his hold so she didn’t embarrass herself if her juices got on his arm.

He entered through a door off to the side and walked into a large bedroom. A king sized four-poster bed sat in the middle of the room, black and red silk adorning it. Small, intricately carved end tables framed each side of the bed, and a small but lavish chandelier hung from the center of the ceiling. A bookshelf lined one entire wall, displaying hundreds of books. A fireplace was situated across from the bookshelf, unlit.

“What a beautiful room.” As he set her on the ground, her body slid sensuously against his, his cock tucking into the folds of her vagina and gathering her moisture. “It’s so quite up here.” She placed her hands on his chest and looked up at him.

“Soundproof flooring and walls.” His head dipped down, and he took possession of her mouth as he walked them backward to his bed.

“You smell so good, so fucking good.”

Lana broke the kiss, panting with her need. She didn’t know what had gotten into her, but she was acting so wantonly. Something inside her was drawn to him, like a moth to a flame, and she couldn’t help herself. This felt so right.

“I want you to know I don’t ever do this.”

He raised a dark brow at her statement.

“I mean, I don’t randomly go home with men.”

His huge, naked form came forward, his impressive erection standing long and hard. She ran her eyes up and down his body again, getting so hot from the view. She licked her lips, her gaze dropping once again to his massive cock.

“There’s a connection between us, can’t you feel it? We share the same intense attraction for each other, and it’s only logical to share it physically.”

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His deeply accented voice made her vagina tingle and weep with need.

“Your eyes are darker. I thought they were blue.”

He closed his eyes and breathed out roughly. “It’s just the lighting.”

He didn’t look at her face when he finally opened his eyes. He raked his gaze down her naked body, stopping for several suspended moments on her breasts and mound and causing a shiver to skate down her spine Maybe she should tell him she was a virgin. She didn’t know but decided to just keep that to herself. It’s not like she was saving herself for her wedding night, the opportunity just never happened. He came closer, mere inches from her face, so that she needed to tilt her head back to look into his face. His hands landed on her bare arms, leading her to the bed. He gently pushed her back on the bed and came over her. Her thighs automatically spread to accommodate his large frame. She was so wet and slick, ready to take all of him. He kissed her sweetly as if savoring her. He pulled away the same time his hand made its way toward her core and started to stroke her. His fingers slid up and down her wet lips as they stared at each other.

“You’re so wet and hot for me. Do I make you feel good?”

“Oh, yes. It feels so good.” She breathed out the words, and a grin spread across his face. His mouth made its way down her cheek toward the part of her neck that met her shoulder. He licked and sucked the spot, his teeth gently rasping over her skin. His fingers continued their slow exploration of her before circling around her center and lightly probing. He continued to suck at her skin, becoming more forceful in his motions. It heated her up even more, having him sucking her skin as his fingers brought her pleasure. He slid his finger in a little farther, her wetness making it an easy move.

“You’re so tight and hot. So small down there. I bet when my cock gets inside of you you’ll burn me up.”

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His teeth scraped over her skin as his fingers worked faster, inching a little more inside of her. His erection thrust against her thigh, mimicking the act his fingers were doing. His teeth were sharp at her neck, sliding back and forth as he moaned against her skin. She was so close, her orgasm right on the brink of exploding. Just a few more inches into her and faster rhythm and she would go over the edge. She twisted her head to the side, loving the feel of him at her throat. His free hand grabbed her breast, his fingers pinching at her nipple. His teeth scraped along her flesh, and there was a slight sting of pain. The pleasure-pain washed away into an intense sensation that had her back arching off the bed.

He sucked at her neck, his fingers sliding in and out of her body slowly, and that’s when his whole body froze. Her orgasm tore through her, and she was vaguely aware of him lurching himself off of her. Her eyes were closed as the last of the most intense orgasms of her life faded away. A deep and dark growl came from somewhere in the room. She sat up, a sleepy and pleasure-filled haze consuming her.

Something wet slid down her skin, and she brought her hand up. The spot was tender, the spot Aleksei had been sucking at. She looked at her fingers and saw bright red blood coat them. Was she seeing right?

How hard had he been sucking?

She looked around the room and saw Aleksei’s large form in the corner. He breathed heavily, his hands in tight fists at his sides. His gaze w locked on her, a look that had her shivering in fear. His eyes were completely black, no white even noticeable. She scrambled back on the bed, her legs scissoring on the silk covers. He didn’t take his eyes off of her, just kept staring and growling that inhuman sound.