Hunted By The Bratva Beast: A Bratva Stalker/Captive Romance by Jagger Cole (books to read in your 20s .txt) 📕

clenches around my thickness. Her body writhes against mine. Her skin is slick and warm against my muscles, and her mouth is hungry for mine.

She moves faster, her hips getting more aggressive as she gets used to the size of me. I slip a hand down between her legs, feeling where we meet. I groan as I thrust up into her, feeling her soft lips stretch so lewdly around my girth.

My hands move to her ass again. She bounces faster on my cock, kissing me deeply. My hips thrust up, pounding my cock into her. Her head lolls back, her tits pressed to my chest. She moans louder and louder as she rocks and bounces on my dick. Until suddenly, she shudders. Her body ripples against mine. Her hot little cunt clamps down on my cock and she’s coming, hard.

“Kostya!” She screams before she slams her lips to mine. She moans into my mouth as she slides all the way down my cock. I can feel her pussy spasming and flooding my balls with her cum.

Feeling her come for me is the last I can take. The beast inside of me suddenly snaps, and the restraints I’ve tried to keep in check shatter.

With a roar, I lift her and turn us around. I push her back across the bed, move between her legs, and lay my heavy cock across her swollen, pink pussy. I slip the head down and ease it in. Her legs spread wide around my muscled hips. And then suddenly, I ram my cock deep inside of her.

Nina screams in pleasure, arching her back. Her ankles lock behind my back as I move over her. My big hands grip her hip and her cheek, our eyes locked. My hips thrust, my thick cock driving deep into her over and over. I snarl, kissing her mouth hard enough to bruise as I rut into her, like an animal.

Like I’m breeding her—claiming her as my own.

She wraps her arms and legs around me, moaning like mad into my ear. Her nails drag down my back, and my hips roll again and again. My cock plunges wetly into her, pounding her little pussy hard and deep. Until I can feel my balls drawing up.

Nina explodes beneath me. Her pussy clamps down on me. Her orgasm ripples through her body. And this time, it drags me into the release with her. I groan and push as deep as I can possibly get. My balls swell and my cock surges. Suddenly, I’m flooding her pussy with my cum.

My hot seed pours into her, spilling deep and filling her. My mouth bruises to hers. Our breaths mingle, and her arms and legs lock around me.

“Mine,” I groan into her lips.

“I always was,” she whispers. “I was just waiting for you to find me.”

I kiss her deeply as I sink into her again because we are far from done…

15

Nina

You might not realize there’s been a ringing in your ears for your entire life until it suddenly turns off. Or you might not understand how limited your sight has been until someone peels the blinders away.

You might not know what sweet is until someone gives you your first taste of sugar or know what it is to be warm until you step in front of fire for the first time.

When I’m lying in bed, in Kostya’s big, powerful arms, that’s exactly how I feel—like I’ve been in a cave, never knowing what the outside world tasted and smelled like. Like I’ve been living a play of my own life, and I’m only now stepping off the stage into reality.

It’s not that losing my virginity just now has given me superpowers or something—at least, I don’t think so. But he’s done something to me. He’s changed me.

When I was living in Bogdan and Dima’s home, I built a fortress around myself. I walled my heart off and guarded my thoughts and emotions. I taught myself not to smile—not to hope, or dream. I did all of this to survive that hell, but those walls stayed up. Even after finding my new life here in Chicago, with Viktor.

But Kostya’s broken down the walls I put up those years ago. He’s smashed them to rubble at my feet, making me bare to him. But I’m not scared anymore. I’m not worried about the lack of cover or protection. Because for possibly the first time in my life, I know I don’t need them.

My heart doesn’t need to be walled. My hopes, dreams, and emotions don’t need to be watched and cautioned. With a grin, I turn my head, looking up from his chest into his eyes. For the very first time, I feel truly safe. I think I’d always feel safe with him.

Kostya shifts under me. His huge hand gently rubs up and down my bare back. The mix of raw power and gentle caress that he’s capable of makes my skin tingle. It makes my heart race and my core throb with desire.

I shift, dragging my nails over his rock-hard chest and abs. My leg is till draped across him, and I hook my ankle under his far leg, like I’m attaching myself to him.

“You don’t need to worry, you know,” Kostya growls quietly.

I smile curiously and look up at him. “About?”

“About losing me. Of my letting you go.” He gives a rare smile, melting me. “I’m not letting go, Nina. Not ever.”

I blush and smile. He leans close, cupping my face as he lowers his mouth to mine. I kiss him back eagerly, tasting his tongue with mine. His hands tighten on me, drawing me tight against his body.

When I pull away, my heart is racing. But for a second, the real world reminds me that it exists, too. I frown.

“What’s wrong?”

“I just realized I haven’t called Viktor to, you know, let him know I’m alive.” I frown. “God, I’m a terrible sister.”

Kostya smiles and pushes my hair back from my face. He kisses