Chapter 160 Sleeping with him peacefully
The dried crimson blood on his knuckles was jarring. I inwardly knew it, that it wasn't his blood. Somewhere deep in my blood, I knew I should be afraid of Volkov. I should be afraid of him and what he had done, whatever it was. Yet I couldn't find that fear.
All my focus went to the sensations of Volkov plowing into me. The sound of our skin slapping together and the heat of his body crushing me down. His mouth fell on my shoulder and I felt him biting into my skin. Shivers danced through me with the heady concoction of pleasure. There was something feral in him tonight, a raw, predatory energy that set every nerve on fire.
Volkov thrusted into me so hard, over and over. It felt as if he would split me in half from the force of it. His movement was desperate and wild. One hand curled over mine and the other on my hip to keep me in place.
I screamed into the bed when he used a knee to push my legs further apart. This pushed him deeper inside of me and I felt his cock ramming into my cervix. It was hard and fast but I didn't want it to end. Despite the blood on his hand right in front of my face, I was close to coming again.
"Oh! You feel so good for me", He praised against the crook of my neck. His fiery breath fanned my skin, and my pussy pulsed on his driving cock in response.
"Ahmm....... MN......", No words came to my tongue as the bliss overwhelmed all my rational thoughts.
"Who do you belong to, Elena?", He rasped. His hand on my hip skimmed up my side and twisted in the back of my hair. He jerked my head to the side, forcing me to look at him and his lips hovered over mine.
"Nn............ah", My brain was too addled to speak and his full lips were stealing my attention. "Say. My .Name", He grunted, drilling deep into me to emphasize each word. "Komu prinadlezhit eta kiska?",
"Volkov!", I screamed at the top of my lungs.
"Good girl", He nuzzled his face against mine, making my eyes roll into the back of my head. There was an animalistic growl under his breath as he spoke, low and possessive. "Now come for me, baby, I want to feel this tight little cunt milking my cock, Elena",
It was a command that my body eagerly followed. The dominance dripping in his tone made me lose it. His complete and utter ownership of me went beyond any contract, we could ever sign. I belonged to Volkov, body and soul.
My orgasm seized control of me, causing my body to convulse underneath Volkov, continuously thrusting into me. My heart rate picked up as I moaned and writhed from the pleasure, feeling every cell in my body. I felt like a star exploding in the night sky.
"Oh! Volkov", I mewled with tears forming in the corners of my eyes. "Volkov, I love you. I love you. I love you, Volkov",
"Oh! Shit, baby", His thrusts became erratic, and a moment later, I felt the hot surge of his cum, painting the walls of my pussy. Volkov kissed along my shoulders while his hips continued moving slowly.
"I love you, Volkov. No matter what happened, Volkov. I don't care", Sniffling, I blinked through the tears as I stared at his red-stained hand.
Volkov pulled out after several moments of silence. Only when my shuddering paused did he help me off the bed and into the bathroom. His touch was gentle and reverent as he cleaned me up. Although he wasn't speaking, I knew he was deep in his thoughts. There was a tension in his posture, a coiled, wolfish readiness beneath his human facade.
I noticed more blood under the bathroom light. Despite the black suit he wore, I could see spots where blood splattered his clothes. He caught me staring and he sighed heavily.
"Go to bed, baby. I will be there shortly", Volkov kissed me softly before ushering me back into the bedroom. I climbed under the covers, listening to him take a quick shower.
He didn't want me to see the blood. While the frantic haze left my system, my mind could contemplate what had happened again. I realized that what I said in the heat of the moment was true. It didn't matter to me what he had done today because he was here with me and he was alright.
The sight of Volkov standing naked in the bathroom door after his shower took my breath away. He toweled off the little droplets of water on his toned body, muscles tense like a predator ready to pounce. After turning off the lights, he came to the bed.
I didn't even wait for him to say anything before curling myself against him. Skin to skin, feeling my heartbeat in time with his. Volkov wrapped his arm around me, pulling me closer as if we might merge.
"I love you, Elena. You are the light of my life. I want you to know that", His fingers brushed along my jaw in the darkness as he whispered.
"I love you too", I held my breath to stop myself from crying again. These emotions were going to make my heart melt.
"The contracts are gone. I don't want you to ever worry about them again, alright?", He took a deep breath. "Just please don't ask me what happened. Luke and Viktor are out of the picture, that's all",
There was an undertone in those words. Something he was telling me without really giving away what happened. A subtle warning to keep me safe, like a wolf circling its human, guarding without revealing the teeth.
"I understand, Volkov", I closed my eyes and pressed my face into his chest.
"Thank you", I added.
"Please don't thank me", He kissed the top of my head. "Just go to sleep, baby, I have got you",
His fingers brushed through my hair, and the rhythmic pumping of his heart against my cheek lulled me. The stress and fatigue caught up to me as did the joy of having him home and in my arms again.
As sleep claimed me, I felt him press me more against his body, but I cared less about it. He didn’t want me to leave him. And though I had no idea.