Chapter 75

He wraps his arm around my waist and hoists me into the air. I hardly have a moment to realize what is happening, as he plunges us both into the water.

I scream, but it doesn't do me any good. It's too late. To my surprise, the water is hot and it instantly staves off the cold. I come back to the surface, slicking my hair down. "That was an asshole move."

Lyov smirks. "I thought you would have learned by now that I am an asshole." He swims toward me and gathers me in his arms.

I trace my finger over the scar on his left shoulder, which is slowly fading in color. "Does it still hurt?" I ask.

He shakes his head. "No." His ice-blue eyes match the hue of the pool as I get lost in them.

"What are you going to do to me?" I ask.

He tightens his hold on me, hands slipping to my hips. "Whatever I want," he breathes, stealing the breath from my lungs.

He digs his fingers into my hips, forcing my back against him. His hands cup my breasts through my lace bra, and the hard length of him presses against my ass. "I'm going to fuck you so hard that people will hear you for miles," he groans.

My knees quiver at the thought. Before I know what Lyov's doing, he tears my panties in two and discards them in the water.

"Lyov," I protest, staring at my favorite pair of lacy burgundy panties. "Those are my favorite."

He kisses the column of my neck. "I'll buy you some more."

I lean into his back as his hand travels between my thighs, finding the slickness already pooling between them. His finger slips inside of me, and I clamp my eyes shut, giving myself over to my fiancé.

"That's it, let me finger you out in the open," he growls, teasing his tongue down the column of my neck. "My naughty Malishka," he murmurs.

I can't speak, as my mouth is too dry.

He bites down on my neck, sending a thrilling pain through me as he continues to finger me. I groan as he adds two more fingers, fucking me with them. The fire is building inside me already, and he's barely started.

I try to turn around, but he holds me in this position.

"No moving," he orders, digging his fingertips into my hips hard enough to bruise.

I groan as he picks up the pace, fingering me right to orgasm. All I can do is give in to him-my fiancé. I let the sensations take over as he curls his fingers in exactly the right way, hitting the spot that has me coming undone.

"Fuck," I moan, wishing I could get more from him. The need to have him inside of me increasing. I reach around and grab him through his soaking wet boxer briefs.

The move earns me a spanking on my ass, as he forces me around to face him. His hand wraps around my throat. "No touching without my permission, Malishka." His icy blue eyes are blazing with such fire.

"Please, sir, can I touch it?" I ask, hoping he'll let me.

His eyes narrow, and he tightens his grip around my throat. "You can suck it with those perfect fucking lips of yours." He let's go of my throat and moves to perch on the side of the pool. His huge length is tenting his soaking wet boxer briefs.

The sight of him ready for me makes my mouth water. I swim over to him and rest between his muscular thighs, bringing my hand up to the waistband of his boxer briefs. I peel them from him and free his huge cock, which springs back and slaps against his abs.

My fingers wrap around the base of him, and he grunts as I tug at him. I bring my lips to the thick, swollen head and tease them over it. He groans, and I can't help but feel powerful in this position. I can make him feel as good as he makes me feel.

Slowly, I take him into my mouth, working him into the back of my throat. His fingers slide into my hair, grabbing a fistful as he begins to take control. I let him. He forces his cock into the back of my throat over and over again. I focus on breathing through my nose, taking everything he has to give.

His sweet and salty cum coats my throat and mouth with each thrust, as he grunts above me. "That's it, baby, take my cock," he breathes.

He increases the tempo, and I gag, coating his cock in saliva. He pulls his cock from my mouth and grabs my chin, forcing me to stand. I moan as he kisses me hard and deep, swiping his tongue around every inch of my mouth.

"I need to be inside you," he murmurs.

He won't get any protest from me, as he jumps back into the water. His strong arms wrap around my waist, and he pulls me against him, kissing me softly. He lifts me in the water and kneels, positioning me over his cock. Without any warning, he brings me down and buries himself right to the hilt.

"Fuck," I moan, enjoying the way he fills the aching void inside of me.

He lifts me up and down his cock, kissing and nipping at my lips as he does. It's more gentle than he often is, as he takes his time. He stares into my eyes, increasing the intimacy between us.

It feels like I could burst with pure happiness and pleasure, as he makes love to me in the hot water. I throw my head back, as he sucks on my peaked nipples, sending another wave of ecstasy through me.

His strong arms pick up the tempo, lifting me up and down faster and harder on his cock. I wrap my arms around his neck, but he shakes his head. "Put them behind your back," he orders.

I do as he says, and he wraps one arm around my waist, pinning them to my back. The hard, thick length of him pulses deep inside of me as he keeps fucking me. Every stroke feels better than the last. "Oh, God," I cry out, feeling my orgasm closing in on me.

He grunts, stopping still and leaving me dangling.

"Why did you stop?" I ask, finding his gaze and holding it.

"You can't come yet," he says. "I want you to come when I say."

I bite my bottom lip, nodding in agreement. Lyov begins to fuck me again slowly, torturing me.

"Harder, sir," I moan.

He stills. "Off," he orders.

I jump off his lap, and he bends me over, finding my center and thrusting into me hard and fast. "Yes, sir," I moan as he spanks my ass and fucks me hard. He's like an untamable beast every time. He always takes me hard-the way I want.

I can feel the fire building inside of me, and I desperately try to hold

on.

The control needed to resist coming undone is challenging, but I need to

please him-it's what I live for now.

It's almost unbearable. He thrust into me three, four, five times, and I'm sure I won't be able to hold any longer.

My whole body quivers and shakes. "Please, sir, I can't-"

"Come," he orders.

As if his words open the floodgates, my whole body drowns in unadulterated pleasure. Stars burst behind my eyes and I struggle to keep myself upright. Lyov is only thing supporting me.

I moan and cry out, totally overwhelmed by the strength of my orgasm. Lyov grunts, shooting his seed deep inside of me at the same time. Our bodies react together, coming undone together.

I stay in that position for a few moments, breathing heavily. Lyov pulls his cock from me and then wraps a strong arm around my curvy waist. He lifts me into him, kneeling in the water, so we're both submerged up to our necks.

"Perfect," he murmurs, kissing me softly. "I don't intend to leave this pool all day."

My eyes widen. "What if someone else comes down here?"

He shakes his head. "No one does. The staff assured me we'd be alone."

I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him. "I love you, Lyov."

He smiles against my lips. "I love you, too, Mila. You're mine forever now," he breathes.

We kiss lazily as the steam swirls around us. I'm sure I've never been so happy in all my life. The bratva brotherhood is a part of my life forever now-something I wanted to escape-but we'll have each other every step of the way.

THE END