Chapter 9

ANYA

He kisses me roughly, losing his fingers within my hair and plunging his tongue deep. I moan, lost in his lips, and he uses my distraction to push himself inside me.

I tighten around him, feeling the nubs of his first piercing.

“Take it, baby,” he murmurs. “Take it.”

His cock, along with the first piercing, pushes in. A sting of pain bites me as his thick girth stretches me to the max.

“Oh”—I gasp—“that stings a bit.”

He pulls out, presses his forehead to mine, and strokes my cheek with his thumb. “Just relax and let me in. You can take it.”

Biting my lip, I nod, and he probes inside, this time sliding all the way to his third piercing. The metal beneath the condom brushes against my walls, sending a tickling sensation that causes a rhythm of pleasure to shoot through my nerve endings.

“Oh…that feels good.” I grasp onto his shoulders, digging my nails into his skin. “More.”

“Yes, baby. Take more. My cock is all yours.” He slides in farther, making me feel the fourth piercing and the fifth.

I don’t need to look down to know there are still a few more inches left of him. My eyes tear up, and he brings his lips to my face, kissing them away as he enters deeper.

Holding my breath, I shut my eyes while he slides and slides until all of him is inside me.

“Oh, fuck!” we exclaim together.

His cock throbs within me, and my walls clench in response. The sensation is euphoric. For the first time in my life, I feel so completely full.

“Anya.” Dimitri speaks my name with so much softness, his amber eyes shining as they land on mine. “You fit me inside you so perfectly.” He seems to be in wonder.

When he moves a little, I feel it like a jolt straight into my G-spot.

“Yes… Oh god!” I cry, raking my nails along his skin.

“Just relax, baby. I’ll take care of you.”

He starts moving, and pleasure replaces pain with every inch of him that slides in and out, having a lot to do with his piercings. They undo me with each thrust. He keeps his pace slow so I can adjust to his monster cock, but I am quickly ready for more.

“Oh, fuck, fuck!” I cry louder with every thrust. “Move. Fuck me. I want it rough.”

He cups my ass and lifts my hips to fit himself in such a way that his cock hits my pleasure points every time he moves. Each plunge of his dick churns my belly with need as he fills me.

“Yes, baby girl,” Dimitri groans, his hair damp with sweat and sticking to his forehead while his muscles flex. “Daddy’s gonna fuck you now.”

“Yes! Yes!”

He stops his thrusts and, keeping himself inside me, brings my legs up so he can get on his knees and sit on his heels. After spreading my legs wide, he presses his palms flat on my belly, keeping me unmovable, as he drills into me with strong snaps of his hips on mine.

“Can you feel it, Anya?” he whispers. “All of me inside you, fucking you?”

“Yes,” I whimper.

“Seeing me disappear inside you… It’s the most gorgeous sight ever.”

“Yes!” I tighten my walls around him, making him close his eyes as I squeeze his cock tighter. “More, please! Fuck me more!”

Pushing into me with all his energy, he brings me closer and closer to what I know will be a world-shattering orgasm. But then he pulls out, gliding an arm under my body. He commands, “Turn around,” but flips me over himself with one motion.

I plop down on my stomach with a yelp, and Dimitri shoves a pillow under my hips, my ass and pussy on full display for him. He takes advantage of the improved access and slides into me again—all the way in—the tiny studs grazing my walls to send sparks to my G-spot.

They create a wonderfully sweet sensation that fuels the euphoric rush I am experiencing.

Pushing myself up on my hands and knees, I have him do me doggy style. “Yes! Yes! Just like that!”

He rocks himself into me, and my back arches, tightening into a taut position as my orgasm comes down like Thor’s hammer.

Dimitri must feel my walls constrict because he says, “That’s right, cum for me, baby.” His voice hums as he runs a hand down my spine. “Cum on Daddy’s cock like a good girl.”

“Oh, oh, Dimitri! I’m gonna”—and then I do. I cum so hard that my joints give out, causing me to drop onto the mattress. My vision gives out too as I release, seeing nothing but darkness.

The bed shakes from Dimitri’s continued thrusts until he lays his body on mine, shifting one hand to my clit and rubbing the bundle of nerves.

Another wave brews within me that builds up and up as I rock against his hand, timing my movements with the pushes of his cock.

The scents of our sex and sweat permeate the air, mingling with the noises of our lust.

“You hear that, baby?” His voice is husky in my ear, but the slapping of his balls against my ass creates an erotic symphony that drowns out his words. “That’s the sound of what we can do together.”

I can only manage a nod, having lost my voice with all the screams I let out.

Dimitri’s thrusts grow faster, rougher, harder, and I find myself soaring as I cum again. He is close behind me, though, and with one last snap of his hips, he releases himself into the condom.

“Oh…fuck! Fuck!” he rasps against my skin, his face buried in the crook of my neck.

We both collapse after our highs, having succumbed to our sinful desires.

***

“~Oh…damn…~”

Waking up next to Dimitri is a one-of-a-kind experience. Riding him while we are both half asleep? Even better.

His fingers are grabbing my hips so tight that I feel the band of each of his rings digging into my skin. After we both wake up a bit more, he speeds up his strokes, and I ride harder to match him.

I am sweaty, covered in his cum from last night, and bouncing on top of him while my hands trace the tattoos on his body.

He is naked under me, his cock plunging deep and hitting the perfect spots. His piercings are doing their own magic to make my walls clamp around his meat.

“Don’t stop,” he warns, growling as he watches himself go in and out of me while I ride him. “If you stop, I won’t let you cum.”

He doesn’t have to warn me; I am too far gone to stop now. A mess of moans, I scream his name while my boobs bounce heavily. He grabs one, twists the nipple hard, and causes all my muscles to contract.

Before I know it, I am exploding, drenching his cock with my cum again.

He fucks me upward, driving himself to the hilt with quick, short strokes. The slick sounds our centers make are an unholy harmony. I lower my face to his, and he grunts in my ear.

“Fuck! Fuck!” He nibbles on my earlobe as the last thrust plunges his dick so deep that white shatters behind my eyelids.

He fills the condom while he grabs my ass, parting the cheeks to dive two fingers into my pussy. After collecting my juices, he smears them on my ass.

We are both panting, sweaty, and smelling of sex. My limbs are too tired to move, so I stay on top of him, letting him caress my back and tangle his hand around my hair. I breathe in his scent while his cock stays buried inside me.

His every breath makes his dick twitch, and his piercings tickle my insides. If I weren’t so sleepy at four in the morning, I would easily be going for another round.

That is how irresistible his cock is.

“That’s it, baby girl,” Dimitri coos in his deep, raspy tone. “That’s it. You did so well.”

“Your cock is an addiction,” I murmur, my eyes drooping with sleep.

He chuckles. “Is it, sweetheart?”

Since I cannot move at all, he takes his time getting himself out of me. My core burns when he pulls out and carefully rolls me onto my side. His bed is warm and smells like both of us. I snuggle into his pillow while he pulls the sheet over us.

“Go on. Go to sleep now,” he whispers into my ear, pushing the strands of hair sticking to my sweaty face behind my ear.

“Yes, Daddy.”

He settles himself behind me, his chest hot and welcoming as it presses against my back.

Our stickiness glues us together after I cuddle into him, intentionally pushing my ass into his crotch. He groans but doesn’t make a move to fuck me again. His hand stays on my bare waist, its thumb drawing small circles. Exhaling, I feel myself lighter than ever.

Before I can lose myself to a lovely sleep, however, a doubt creeps into my mind that ~this~ was all a dream from which I must now wake. But I am unable to shake it off, as exhaustion pulls me under.