His (Ties That Bind 2)

“He was bored. He wanted ice cream,” I say.

“And he can have ice cream. If you’d told me about those men, I wouldn’t have left you alone at the service center. I wouldn’t have let you out of my sight, and what happened wouldn’t have happened.”

“What if the worst would have happened? What if they’d taken him? What if they’d…” I can’t finish, and he doesn’t want me to.

Lev pulls out of me, takes my face in both hands, and brings his forehead to mine.

“Let it go. It’s over, and we’re all fine.”

“Fine?”

“Fine.”

“How can you say that?” I start, but he doesn’t reply. Instead, he switches off the shower. Lifting me, he hoists me over his shoulder, smacks my ass once, and carries me into the bedroom. He tosses me onto the bed and closes the connecting door between our room and Josh’s.

“What are you doing? Leave that open.”

“I don’t think you want him to hear me fucking you, and you do need to be fucked, Kat.”

“Lev—”

He grabs my ankle, pulls me flat on the bed, then flips me onto my stomach. He slaps my ass again.

“Lev!”

“Don’t worry, you’re safe,” he says, gripping my cheeks and spreading me open. “At least from my hand.”

He thrusts into me, and I arch my back to take him as he fists my hair again, tugging my head backward and stilling deep inside me.

“From now on, you tell me everything, Kat. Every little inconsequential detail. You got that?”

I wriggle my hips beneath him, wanting him to move, and when he won’t, I slide my hand between my legs.

Chuckling, he takes my wrist and draws my hand away.

“That pussy’s mine, too, sweetheart. You don’t touch it without my permission anymore.” He stretches that arm and my other over my head and closes both hands over a rung of the metal headboard. “Keep them there.”

He thrusts once more, then draws out of me. His breath is warm against my cheek as I feel his hand slide between my cheeks, rub against my pussy, then find my other hole.

“What are you doing?” I start, trying to pull away.

He doesn’t let me, though. Just starts moving his fingers back and forth, and back and forth, smearing my own arousal into me.

I still, too embarrassed but also aroused.

“This is mine too, this tight little hole.”

When he pushes his finger inside me, I tighten all my muscles.

“You can’t…you’re too big!”

He turns my head, so I have to look at him from the corner of one eye.

“You’re right, it’s going to be a tight squeeze,” he says, moving his finger in and out, and in and out. “But we’ll make it work.”

He pulls his finger out and slides himself between my ass cheeks, rubbing his length against my ass before bringing the head of his cock to my entrance and gently pushing against me.

“Lev.” It’s a whimper as he takes my clit between his fingers.

“You need to be fucked. You’ll feel better after you’re fucked. Isn’t that right?”

I nod because this feels too good.

“Then answer my question. Tell me you understand that you will tell me every single thing so I can fuck your tight little ass already.”

“Yes. Yes. I understand.” I nod my head, arching my back, and when he lets me, I shift to my knees, and he settles between them.

“You’re perfect, you know that?” he asks, fingers still working my clit as he takes inch by slow inch of me. “Perfect for me.”

I come then, with him moving inside me and his fingers rubbing my clit. I bury my face in a pillow, and that’s when he pushes all the way into me and begins to fuck me. To really fuck me.

I tumble from one orgasm to the next, lost, my mind a fog, and when I feel him throb inside me, when I feel him empty, I come again, one final time as he lays his full weight on me like he’s empty too, like he’s given everything to me.

12

Kat

Lev cleans me gently afterward, dresses me in one of his T-shirts, and tucks me into the crook of his arm on the bed.

He was right. I did need to be fucked. I feel better. Lighter.

I glance at the door between our rooms, which Lev opened again. If I listen closely, I can hear Josh’s even breathing.

“Why didn’t Maxim stay here too?” I ask. The older man said he’d see us tomorrow and disappeared before we got to the hotel.

“He’s been in hiding a long time. He wants to trust me, and he wants to help you and Josh, but Vasily would kill him if he knew he was alive. I’d do the same if I were in his shoes.”

I nod. Makes sense. “The man at the service station, he said something I didn’t really think about then.”

“What was it?”