Hunted By The Bratva Beast: A Bratva Stalker/Captive Romance - Jagger Cole (the ebook reader .TXT) 📗

and shakes her head. She saunters back to the stovetop. But I swear, she lets that shirt ride even higher as she finishes what she’s doing.

When she turns, she’s beaming as she slinks back to the table with a plate stacked with… something. She sits across from me, serves some of them onto my plate, and sits back with her own coffee.

“Oh, wait. I can’t believe you have this.”

She jumps up and darts to the shelf. She plucks down a jar of something I got thinking was sugar. It turned out to be some syrupy thing, so I haven’t touched it.

“Here.” She pours some of the amber-brown stuff onto the flat cake looking things on my plate. Then she grins. “Well, dig in!”

I take a bite with my fork. Instantly, I groan.

“Fuck, that’s delicious.”

“Like them?”

“Fuck yes,” I growl, shoving more and more into my mouth. “What are these?”

Nina stares at me. “Wait, what?”

“These cakes. What are they called?”

She grins. “Kostya, they’re pancakes.”

I groan again as I shove another bite down my throat. “These are pancakes? They’re amazing.”

She giggles. “Hold on, have you seriously never had pancakes before?”

I shake my head.

“Not ever?!”

I shrug, grinning as I shovel in more pancakes.

“Did I just take your pancake virginity?”

I roar with laughter, swallowing the rest of my bite. “Apparently.”

“I hope I was gentle enough.”

I smirk at her. “And if I don’t want gentle?”

Her face turns pink as she bites her lip. “Then I think we’ll be okay, because I don’t either.”

We stare at each other across the table for a full second before then tension explodes. I almost topple the table lurching out of my chair for her. She meets me halfway, moaning as she crashes into me. I groan into her mouth, kissing her deeply as I scoop her up and move across the floor.

Her back slams into the wall. She gasps, yanking her own shirt off as her legs curl around my waist. I shove my jeans down, and my swollen cock springs free to throb against her slippery pussy. She whimpers and reaches between us.

Her soft little fingers curl around my shaft. I groan into her mouth as she drags my head up and centers it between her dripping wet lips. With a grunt, I sink into her. I slide deep, taking her breath away as I bury every fat inch of my big dick in her hot little cunt.

She moans in ecstasy. Her arms wrap tight around my neck, and she kisses me deeply as I fuck her into the wall. I’m relentless, pounding her like a savage as her pussy drips and leaks all over me.

I piston in and out of her, filling the room with our lewd, wet sounds. She cries out, begging me for more—begging for it harder. I snarl as I fuck her like a madman. My muscles bulge and clench. My cock surges so fucking hard inside of her. I feel her tense and cry out. And suddenly, she’s coming for me.

With a roar, I kiss her deeply and bury my cock to the hilt in her clenching, rippling heat. My dick surges, and I groan as I start to spill my hot cum deep in her pussy. We hold each other, grinding against each other as we come together.

Without missing a beat, I spin us and march us to the door of the office. I kick it open and stride down a gangway over the machines below. At the far end, a door leads to the old employee locker room and showers. I’ve hooked them back up for my own use. But today, they’re for both of us.

I keep her in my arms, my cock still inside of her. I kick on the water, then press her to the tiled wall as it grows hot. As the steam rises around us, I slowly slip free of her. I kiss her hungrily before I turn her, pressing her against the wall.

Nina moans as I drop to my knees behind her. My big hands grab her ass, spreading her open for me. My mouth presses between her legs, and she whimpers as I start to tongue her clit. I groan into her, pushing her legs wide for me. I drag my tongue over her swollen pussy until she’s shaking for me.

When she’s about to come for me, I stand, center my cock, and drive in hard. Nina comes almost instantly. She screams and claws at the wall. Her toes curl on the floor. Her pussy ripples around my thickness as she orgasms.

She turns her head as I lean in to kiss her. I groan, taking her hands and holding them to the wall. I thrust into her, pinning her to the tiles as the water streams over us. I claim her mouth with my tongue while I claim her little cunt with my hard cock. I grind into her deep. I pound her sweet pussy until her cream is dripping from my balls.

Nina comes again, and then again. I growl into her mouth, both hands dropping to her hips. I fuck her hard, plunging into her over and over. When she comes yet again and shudders against me though, I can’t hold back. I thrust deep, and my cum pours into her as her orgasm rattles her to the core.

After that, we slow. I wash her gently, cradling her in my arms. We barely make it back to the office before we’re all over each other again. But this time, we go slow. I take her gently and deeply in the bed this time. We bring each other to the edge about a dozen times before we finally explode.

That’s basically how we spend the rest of the day—in bed, her in my arms. It’s exactly as it should be.

Nina makes us dinner later, which we devour. Hours later, after another shower, we’re in bed together. This time, I’ve left the hatch open, letting the evening air drift over us.

This world isn’t all hard and cold. There’s