Exposed: The Elite Book Two, page 12
Her eyes are wide, pupils blown in pleasure. She’s always loved giving as much as receiving, my dirty little girl. “You’ve been naughty, Malyshka. You came looking for me, and you found me, but you also collected three other men along the way.”
She opens her mouth to respond, but I shush her by forcing my cock back into her mouth. She opens for me willingly and braces herself with her hands on each of my thighs.
“I’m going to fuck this mouth and then your tight little pussy to remind you who you belong to. You can be theirs too, but you’ll always be mine first, Malyshka. I’ll share you with your men, but right now, I need to devour you, Zaychik.”
She moans, looking up at me with desire as I continue to slam my cock between her lips, fucking her sassy mouth savagely.
“I’m going to cum down your throat. Then I’m going to own that tight little pussy of yours. You like that, don’t you, Malyshka? Like me fucking your throat? You’re always been a dirty little slut for me.”
She nods her head once and whimpers. Thrusting into the back of her throat, I feel my piercings hit her teeth as I bottom out, her nose smushed against my pubic bone. I hold her there until she reaches up and squeezes my balls in her soft hand.
Groaning, I slide out of her mouth but quickly dive back in, giving her short quick thrusts while enjoying her playing with my balls and flicking her tongue along my shaft. I start up my punishing pace on her mouth once more, keeping a firm grip on her hair. She releases my balls, creeping her finger behind them pressing on my taint before tapping my asshole twice and circling it with her finger.
“FUUUCK!” I roar, slamming into her mouth and shooting my release down her throat. Once I’m finished pumping cum into her mouth, I pull out and look down at her. “You’ve learned something naughty and new, Natalia. I can’t wait to see what other filthy tricks you’ve picked up in my time away,” I tell her, getting off the bed and stepping out of my pants the rest of the way. Climbing back on top of her, I run my nose up the crotch of her pants, inhaling deep and groaning at her scent. I grab her pants and peel them down her legs.
“Alexie,” she whimpers again.
Grabbing her thighs, I push them further apart. I want to see every single perfect, pink inch of my pussy. I run my nose up her slit before planting a light kiss on her mound. Then I flick my tongue out, giving her a few quick licks. She lifts her hips and groans. I can’t hold back anymore, so I attack her pussy, devouring every inch of her. Swirling my tongue on her little nub a few more times before sucking it into my mouth and giving it a light nip with my teeth.
“Oh, Fuu–” she moans, but it’s cut off when I thrust three fingers into her cunt and start roughly fucking her with them. She’s crying out in pleasure, and I have no doubt the entire house can hear her. They’ll know exactly what I’m doing to her. I don’t give a fuck, I want them to know that she was mine first, and it’s only by my good graces and love for this woman that I’ll share her with them.
I feel her core tighten around my fingers, and I know she’s about to come. I lap at her clit while thrusting up into her pussy with my fingers and scissoring them apart when I’m inside of her. Just as she’s about to cum, I bite the inside of her left thigh hard. A metallic taste hits my tongue, signaling that I’ve drawn blood. She cries out and arches up off the bed, screaming my name. I pull away from her thigh to see my teeth marks and ruby red glistening back at me. I lean down, licking up her blood. When she’s come down from her high, I pull my fingers from her pussy and kiss her clit one more time before climbing my way up her body to give her a light kiss on the lips.
I don’t give her any more time to recover before I’m lining up and slamming my cock inside of her. She screams out in pleasure, and I grab a hold of her throat once again, not being able to keep my hands off the soft skin there.
“Are you going to cum again for me, Malyshka? Come for me like the little whore you are.”
She mewls but whispers yes. I smile at her answer, grabbing the hem of her shirt and pulling it off of her, letting her tits bounce freely as I fuck her.
I’m pounding into her relentlessly, and she’s moving her hips to meet mine thrust for brutal thrust. I’m getting close, which isn’t surprising since I haven’t had sex at all, let alone with her tight pussy, in months. As she closes her eyes, losing herself in the sensations working through her body, I reach over and grab the knife I snuck in here from Conrad’s room. Running the blade lightly around her tit, her eyes pop open, glancing at the knife on her breast before gazing back up at me, her bottom lip stuck between her teeth.
Her pussy starts to spasm lightly around my cock. She’s about to come, and so am I. Quickly, I tighten my grip on the handle of the blade and nick her nipple with it. That sends her over the edge just as I knew it would, causing her to lurch up from the bed and explode around my cock.
“Yes...Alexie...God...Yes...” She chants as she comes down from her orgasm. She leans forward a little more and wraps her arms around my shoulders, grinning against my lips before kissing me. This change of angle intensifies the feel of her pussy strangling my cock, and I can feel her walls pulsating against my piercings. A few more thrusts and I’m cumming in her tight hot cunt, groaning her name.
After I catch my breath, I pull out of her and stand up, grabbing a rag from the plastic basin of supplies the doc left me. I also grab a bottle of water from the basin, dousing the rag. Walking back over to the bed, I run the wet rag over her pussy, cleaning her up, then myself.
We’ve been laying in bed for about an hour now, just holding each other and enjoying being together again. I’ve missed her so much, the months we’ve spent apart were slowly destroying me. I think more clearly, and my thoughts are not as dark when she’s near. Leaving her was the hardest thing I’ve ever done, but I knew I needed to do it for us...for her.
“Katia–” she starts slowly. But I lean closer to her and kiss her lightly on the lips.
“Don’t worry about her, Malyshka. She’s alive, and we’ll get her back no matter the cost. I promise you,” I whisper against her hair.
She nods, and I get up and grab a few supplies off the nightstand while she watches me curiously. Getting what I need, I spread her thighs again. She whimpers softly and leans up to watch what I’m doing.
“Don’t worry, I’m not going to fuck you again just yet. I am going to clean the mark I left on you, though. I don’t want you to get an infection.” Shooting her a wink, she rolls her eyes at me before laying her head back down on the pillow. I open up the tube of antibacterial salve and rub a small dollop of it onto the bite mark I gave her. Then I put a large bandage on the area.
I want the mark to stay on her forever but not at the cost of her getting an infection. I’m sure the others won’t be thrilled with me hurting her to pleasure her. It’s always been a fine line with us, but being apart and coming back into the fold, knowing she has attracted others, has made me want to mark her in a more permanent way.
Happy with her care, I tell her to get up and hand her the shirt I took off of her. She puts it on and turns, letting me escort her to my bedroom door. We kiss again, and she moans, wrapping her arms around my neck while hiking a leg around my waist, letting me feel her center against me. I groan but push her away gently. I kiss her nose before turning her around, opening my door, and giving her a good slap on the ass as I push her from my room and into the hallway.
As much as I want her to stay with me, she needs to return to her own room with the prince. They obviously heard that I didn’t return her to the room after she was fucked by Conrad and Stryker since no one interrupted us. Also, they’ve been very trusting of me since they brought me here, never handcuffing me or locking me up. I had a guard a majority of the time, but since they let Natalie out of the basement, they’ve let me come and go from my room as I please. I know it’s because of how they feel for Nat.
I grin at her as I shut my door and lay back down on my bed, missing her warmth in my bed already. I’m hard again just from her goodnight kiss at the door. I adjust my cock in my sweats and groan as I feel my piercings drag against the fabric while remembering how shocked Nat was when I got them a year ago. She was worried about me and the healing process, but then when I told her the no sex for six to eight weeks while it healed, she got pissed. Such a naughty little slut.
I’ll have to think of something to do to prove to her how sorry I am and that I’m never leaving again. Maybe a Prince Albert piercing? She might cut it off, though, if she has to wait another six to eight weeks. Although, now she has other men to please her. Maybe I should tattoo her name on my cock, so she knows she owns me. That only takes two to three weeks to heal, then I can be balls deep in her once again.
Decisions...Decisions...
King
It’s been almost nonstop since the meeting. We adjourned and went our separate ways after we ate dinner. Marcela and I started contacting past informants or coworkers we had prior to joining The Elite. Conrad and Stryker were still with that Russian prick trying to get more information from him.
I retreated to my room to make calls in private, but when they got me nowhere, I decided to take a shower and ease my mind on this whole Luci is basically the Bratva princess. She may not be blood, but it seems like Andrei is quite fond of her and raised her as his own since she was a young child.
No sooner was I in the shower, soaping up my body, when the first moan echoed throughout the house, causing me to tense up and drop the fucking bar of soap. I bent to pick it up when I heard Luci moaning Conrad and Stryker’s names. Those stupid bastards have picked right back up with their sharing idea based on the sounds I’m hearing. Even the fucking Russian seemed on board. I step out of the shower since it’s obvious there would be no relaxation. Not with the in-house audio porn happening down the hall.
Now we are literally in bed with the enemy. What the fuck?
Thank God things have quieted down, I thought the sex marathon was never going to end. Just as I’m about to crawl into bed, I hear a thud, and then the moaning starts up again. This time I hear Volkov’s pet names for Luci and growling.
Jesus Christ, this house is like a brothel tonight.
I lay in bed and pick up the book I’ve been reading, Dating Sucks But You Don’t by Connell Barrett. If anyone knew I was reading it, they’d roast me nonstop for it. However, the website told me this would help me strike up chemistry with anyone. Also, it promises to advise you on how to create healthy relationships with people who love you for you.
I need all those things, not so much in the dating department, although that wouldn’t hurt. I’m just struggling to connect with people in general. I think the people on this team love and care for me, but then again, I thought I was finally getting close to Luci and that everything I felt about her being a backstabbing bitch was all in my head. Look at how that turned out.
I’m heading to Conrad’s room to see what the hell he is thinking and how he could just jump back into the sheets with this…woman. When I get there, I knock once and stroll in without waiting for him to answer. Conrad and Stryker both turn their heads to look at me. What the hell?
Both of them are in sweatpants, but one of them is holding up one side of the bed while the other is trying to attach a leg back to the bed frame. We stare frozen at one another for a moment before I stroll towards them and help Stryker hold the bed up so Conrad can attach the leg back to the frame as best he can. Once finished, they each take a seat on the bed and high-five one another. Leaning against the wall by the door, all I can do is glare at them. They just let me stare, not saying a word, just sitting in silence like I didn’t hear them making up with Nat the entire time.
It smells like vanilla and sex in here, Jesus Christ. “So I’m guessing you two and the Russians are all in love again?” I ask bluntly.
Stryker sighs and runs a hand down his face. “King, you know it isn’t like that. We all sat and heard what Nat had to say, and frankly, I believe her. And from all the information Conrad can dig up, it’s all proving to be true.”
“So, now what? Volkov and the sex sorceress hint Ingram is the mole, and we just jump on that? I tried my contacts, and no one knew anything. As far as anyone knows, Ingram is crisp and clean.”
“King, man, I’m not just blindly following Alexie and Natalie. First of all, I brought up Ingram being shady, not Nat or Alexie. You know that we’ve thought there was a mole for a bit now, even you. Then when I went to see Ingram today, he was strange, not even asking about BJ when she has been his right-hand woman for years. Saying the explosion at Reds was a gas leak? Come on. Then for him to just not want to investigate the explosion even though, as far as he knows, Nat and BJ are missing? He just wants us to skip the Reds issue and the Bratva, even though we gave him concrete evidence of their involvement, and pick a new case. That shit is a bit suspicious, man,” Stryker ends his rant by blowing out a breath.
“Fine, I’ll keep reaching out to see if we find anything on Ingram. If we find out this is all a hoax again, I want a formal apology to the accused. No excuses,” I demand.
“Deal,” Stryker agrees as he stands and reaches over, offering his hand for a shake.
“What the hell are you two doing in this room with Nat and the Russian asshole? She gives a pretty excuse for her actions and her long-term lover backs her, so you two just fall over each other to fuck her again?”
This time it’s Conrad who answers me. “Not cool, King. We all sat down there and listened to Nat spill pretty much her entire life history, and Alexie did the same. They’ve had no time to sync their stories up, yet they lined up completely. You can’t just weave a story like that on the spot with no slip-ups.”
“She told me that first day, when we went to interview Jackie Burns’s family.” Stryker pipes up. We look at him in confusion, and then he continues on.
“She told me her friend, Katie, died. There was a third friend, but ’HE’ ghosted her. Then later, she mentioned the third member’s name was Alex. I know she told BJ and Marcela the same thing about her boyfriend, Alex, during one of their ’ladies’ nights’. So, yeah, she wasn’t totally honest, but she wasn’t totally lying, either. She gave us all bits and pieces of the truth. Sure she changed their names, not well I might add. I mean, Alex and Katie? Sounds pretty close to Alexie and Katia,” Stryker explains.
I understand that, and I’m trying to move past it. In her own way, she did tell us about Alexie and Katia. From what they both have said so far, they thought Katia was dead, and Alexie had disappeared on Luci. Even I can admit that the way she lit into his ass proved that to be true. What I don’t understand is that she knew Katia was Katherine, and she kept tight-lipped on that.
“Okay, but what about when we had images of Katherine, who we now know is Katia? She didn’t say shit to any of us. She knew her intimately, and Katia is linked to the trafficking ring. You can’t explain that away,” I implore them.
Conrad sighs and runs a hand over his tight black curls. “Dude, she thought Katia was DEAD. So imagine her surprise when we are all together in The Chamber, and we bring up photos of Katherine from days prior, and it’s her best friend ALIVE. How do you think she should have reacted? Sure, she could’ve said something, but not only was she shocked as shit, but I bet she was confused as hell too.”
He doesn’t let me say anything else before he starts in again.
“Nat was the one who begged Stryker to continue this case because of Athen and his mom. Stryker and Ingram wanted to scrap it. She pushed for it. I doubt if she knew her best friend was helping in a trafficking ring, she would beg us to crack the case wide open. She was sent here to find Alexie, who she was told killed Katia. Then she not only finds out she’s alive but aiding a trafficking ring, from what we could tell. Shit, I’d need a moment to get my head wrapped around that. She didn’t get that; instead, she got into a shootout with ‘her people’ and an explosion at Reds. Not to mention, YOU told US she had YOUR back at the shootout. So if she was really here for the Bratva, she could have shot your ass and played it off as the enemy taking you out. Instead, she took down people in the organization she grew up with. People I’m sure she had meals with, or at the very least, had a conversation with. So I think you need to take the time and really replay the time you spent with Nat to organize your thoughts before you come in here wanting Stryker and me to explain ourselves to you.”
Well, fuck me. Conrad just handed me my ass.
“You’re right, or at least kinda right, Con. I see your point, I just think I need more time to wrap my head around everything. I’ll leave you two to it for the night. Thanks, guys,” I say as I turn toward the door and let myself out of Conrad’s room.
I do see their point, and while the things they said make sense, I still have so many doubts. I definitely want, and would go so far as to say I need, to talk to Luci again. Just to hear it from her lips all over again while looking her in her eyes with no distractions to see if she is telling the truth.
Needing sleep, I head back to my room. It’s been a long day. One full of information and emotions and all I want to do is just unwind. The shower was supposed to do that, but my housemates fucked that up for me. Walking into my room, I see it’s still dark, so I head straight to the bathroom to brush my teeth before hitting the hay.
No sooner than I enter the bathroom do I see Nat in the shower. I nearly choke at seeing her totally naked and lathered in soap. She turns at the sound I just made, and her eyes lock on mine. She throws me a wink while continuing to run her hand down her round breasts, cupping them as she goes and letting the water rinse the soap from her. Which one of those assholes left those marks on her body? She’s going to have bruises for sure, and her nipple and thigh are bleeding. What the fuck?
