Vengeful Deeds

CHAPTER 7

Konstantin POV

Too much.

She’s too much; everything about Alessia is an assault on my senses. Her expressive and assessing gaze, even with her pupils dilated and her breasts peaked and straining for attention beneath her shirt, she’s still so aware. I have an idea that she’s far more capable at being an enforcer then I initially imagined.

Not to mention with her beauty she could easily be any man’s fantasy, but somehow I don’t think she knows that. And Khristos, her scent. That warm cinnamon smell, it makes me want to lick and taste every inch of her body.

A body that so exquisitely responded to me earlier; the flushing of her cheeks, the goosebumps that traveled across her soft skin, and those sounds she made. I could j******f to completion just from the memory alone. Those pants she made when I was grinding my steely c**k between her legs. They’re like a d**g, and I think I’m already addicted.

I am unaccustomed to this feeling of abandon. To this explosive desire to possess her wholly, it’s reckless. I don’t do reckless. And it’s made more so when you take into account the fact that I’m only here because I’m hunting the man who is likely her father.

“This is beautiful..” she says as she stands at the floor to ceiling windows of my condo “.. I’ve been in a few of these high rises, but this one takes the cake.”

“Spasibo, would you like a drink?” I ask as I make my way to the bar and poor myself two fingers of whiskey. A part of me already feels guilty, which is f*****g mad. I have nothing to feel guilty over. Even if I f**k her senseless I’ll have nothing to feel guilty about. She’s begging for it.

“No, thank you. I don’t drink. But I’ll take a pellegrino if you have it.”

I open the mini fridge, pull out a pellegrino and twist it open for her. I feel her closeness like an electric fence closing in on me, she’s moved from the window and made her way over to me.

I turn and hand it to her and she smiles sweetly up at me, and Blyad’. How does that smile not bring every man in her immediate radius to their knees every day?

The idea that maybe she doesn’t give this smile so freely every day is a thought that pleases me. Because she gives it so easily to me, and that realization makes me want to puff out my chest and bang my fists against it like a caveman.

“You don’t like to drink?” I ask as I watch her over the rim of my glass. Bringing a sip of the smooth auburn liquid to my lips.

“I don’t. I used to, it’s not like I’ve always had an aversion to it, but something happened when I was younger and it kinda soured the taste of any alcohol for me.” She shrugs like it’s no big deal as she answers and takes a sip of her water.

But her admission strikes a jolt of alarm through my body, concern creeps in and I don’t like it. I grip my glass a little tighter as I watch her closely.

“What happened?” I don’t intend to sound like I’m demanding she answer, but I’m accustomed to demanding answers in my world and it shows in her wide startled eyes that I did demand as much.

She c***s her head to the side and studies me right back. I guess deciding if she likes what she’s learning about me right now, and It takes every ounce of willpower I have not to push her to make that decision right this second.

Ultimately, she shrugs again and takes another sip of her water before she answers.

“I have a job that could mean life or death, I’m a bodyguard. I have been since

i was fifteen years old. Let’s just say that a drunken night of partying almost led to someone else getting hurt, someone I was supposed to be watching out for.”

Ah, so this is about an incident with the Romano Princess. As unsettling as this still is I’m relieved nothing happened directly to Alessia.

“But you were okay? No one hurt you?” I clarify, because I still feel the need to smash someone’s face in on her behalf and I’d really like for her to give me a reason not to right now.

She smiles that smile of hers up at me and sets her water down. When her fingers grip onto my belt and she presses her soft supple body into mine my d**k lengthens. I’m so f*****g hard for this woman, I suspect I could f**k her all night and still not have my fill of her.

“No one hurts me.” She says evenly and I can see by the hard look in her eyes that she means it. Believes it without a shadow of a doubt. Warmth and admiration spread within in my chest.

That’s my girl.. the words echo in my head, and I’m immediately ceased by a spasm of panic that makes my heart skip a beat. Which preludes to anger, because panic isn’t something I have any use for. And it’s yet another emotion I am unaccustomed to dealing with.

I haven’t felt panic since that night.

Suddenly, I realize that that dark possessive beast within me is the one feeling these things. These absurd things, claiming Alessia as his.. his girl.

“Da..” I set my glass down on the bar and glide my hands down her sides, my touch deftly searches for those firm luscious a*s cheeks. I revel in the warm whimper that escapes her mouth as I grab them roughly and massage them.

“.. No one hurts you.” I reaffirm, and whether she hears it for what it means is irrelevant to me. I’ve already decided, no matter what happens, I won’t let my vengeance hurt this girl.

And I seal that promise the moment I slam my lips down onto hers. It’s not a gentle kiss, not romantic or slow, it’s an attack. An invasion and she doesn’t hesitate to open up to let me in.

To let me take.

Her arms whined around my neck and I pull her body up against mine. When she wraps her legs around my waist for the second time tonight I turn and walk us to my room.

And suddenly I’m even more relieved I didn’t let Maya touch me in here earlier today. She’s nothing compared to Alessia, no woman I’ve ever seen is. Women like Maya don’t even deserve to breathe the same air as Alessia.. I’m pretty sure I don’t deserve it either.

Doesn’t mean a damn thing though, I’m still gonna take it. Breathe it all in, take every last bit of what she offers up to me.

I lay Alessia on my bed and pull my lips away so I can look down at her. At her blushed and heated flesh, at her heaving breasts with her taught n*****s spearing through the fabric of her top. Her lips are swollen and wet from my kiss and this pleases me, very much.

I straighten up to my full height and slide my suit jacket off, I toss it to the chair in the corner of the room and work at taking off my cuff links. I never look away from her as I do this, I hold her trapped in my gaze, right where I want her.

When I rip my shirt open and buttons fly off Alessia arches her back and bites down on her lip hard. As if just watching me undress is all the foreplay she needs. When I’m in nothing but my suit pants I decide I can’t wait to touch her anymore, to discover her taste.

I need to take her, absorb her.

She slipped off her boots when we came into the condo so it’s effortless to rip her pants open and pull them off. I toss them aside somewhere on the floor.

Blyad’.. my kitten is naughty, she isn’t wearing any panties. And she’s not shy about it either. She bends her knees back to her chest, opens up her legs and shows me how wet she is. I swear the glittering city lights outside are actually glistening off those pretty shaved p***y lips of hers.

Mine. The resounding growl that follows the roaring claim inside my head bursts out of my chest. She gasps and arches her back again. She slides her fingers down her belly, and doesn’t show any hesitation or embarrassment as she starts to touch herself. Looking up at me as she plays with her swollen wet folds.

I practically rip my belt off, then unbutton my pants and drop them to floor. After I kick them away I lean down and grab her wrist roughly. Forcing her to stop touching herself, and the way her thighs quiver and her hips roll I know she likes my rough touch.

At this point that doesn’t surprise me, I’ve never had this much chemistry with a woman in my entire life. Of course she likes it, my roughness, how could she not?I’m beginning to think this angel was made for me.

I keep her gaze as I bring her fingers to my lips, when I wrap them around her wet digits and suck them into my mouth, my eyes nearly roll into the back of my head. And I suck those fingers clean of her juices as she moans.. loudly.

“Khristos..” I nip the tips of her fingers as I pull them out of my mouth “.. you taste so f*****g good, kotenok.”

“Show me.. show me how good I taste, Konstantin.” Her voice is heady, breathy with desire. It’s electric, a live wire of a seduction and it’s f*****g working for me.

“Da..” I don’t even recognize the gravel in my voice right now “.. I’ll show you.”

I grab both of Alessia’s hands and mold them beneath mine as I lean over her and we both cup her full breasts. She threw her shirt off at the same time I stripped her of her pants, and those dusty rose colored nips of hers are as hard as I am right now.

“Don’t let go..” we squeeze her supple flesh together and she whimpers as she bites down harder on her lower lip “.. if you let go of these beautiful t**s, if you stop playing with those needy peaks..”

I pinch both of them and give em’ a slight pull to help get my point across. And her whole body rolls and shivers in response.

“.. I’ll stop.” I warn.

I detangle my hands from hers and she doesn’t let go. Good girl.

I don’t wait anymore, I get on my knees at the edge of the bed, grip the back of Alessia’s thighs and pull her a*s to the edge of the bed.

I hold her inner thighs down and open her up wider. I look down at her pink swollen petals, watch her sexy little hole weep and clench with need. My mouth salivates, I feel like I’ve been starved for years and I didn’t even know it.

I swipe the tip of my tongue up her sweet dewy slit, she gasps and her hips jerk in response. I hold her belly down and use the expansive width of my shoulders to keep her open for me, and then I dive in.

I’m a savage, a f*****g beast, and her cries of pleasure only make me more feral.

She’s tart, her taste is mesmerizing. The fresh cool nectar of life on a sweltering day in hell.

I spear my tongue inside her tight channel and use my thumb to stroke her swollen little nub. Her whole body starts to shake and she screams, and f**k if her abandon isn’t the hottest thing I’ve ever heard. She’s been so good, massaging and pulling on her t**s as I feast on her. But right when she’s about to come, her body pulls tight and arches as her arms fly out to the side and grip the sheets.

And if I’m anything in this life, it’s a man of of my word. So I stop, then I pull my lips and my touch from her soaking wet p***y.

“N-noooo..” she breathes out a plea of protest as she flutters her eyes open and looks down at me “.. please..”

Her body is so strung out and needy, I’ve never seen anything like it. I pick up my pants and pull out a c****m and I waste no time sheathing myself.

“I warned you, I told you I’d stop..” I wrap both her wrists together and hold them above her head with one hand, using my other hand to guide myself to her opening.

“.. I won’t be holding back, you’ll only be coming on my c**k tonight, kotenok.” She bites down so hard on her lower lip a little blood trickles out of her ripeness. And a blazing blush creeps up her neck and brightens her face.

No one’s ever talked to her like this, I can see that, and I can also see that she likes it. I need her, I need her now.

I nudge the tip of my length at her liquid heat and hold onto those beautiful eyes as I bring my free hand up grip her neck. Not roughly, no squeezing. I do this to hold her in place and to keep her looking into my eyes. This isn’t going to be gentle, even if I were a gentle man, which I am not, this wouldn’t be sweet or slow. But I need to see her, watch her and take in every little bit of this.

She has me too exposed, too raw. She should be punished for making me want her so badly. Only it’s the look in her eyes that finally does me in, slays me.

Because she feels this too, she’s just as split open, revealing as much as I am.

With that powerful and overwhelming thought I thrust my hips forward sharply, spearing myself all the way inside her in one smooth motion. And as soon as I do Alessia’s back arches completely off the bed and she gasps. Her mouth gaping, her breathing ceased inside her body, trapped. And the delicious clenching that one full lick of my c**k inside her tight channel has caused. She’s already coming.

But I’m just getting started, Alessia has no idea what she’s unleashed.