While I was at RomCon I meet this crazy hilarious author and her insanely hot hero Dimitri. So I’m super excited to share with you all a bit of him. Be warned this is an explicit scene so if you don’t like REALLY REALLY REALLY hot sex you won’t want to read this one.
Dimitri wanted to roar with triumph as the astonishing woman beneath him handed him her heart, but he only allowed himself a small smile. “Good girl.”
He stared down at her, bemused by the way she kept surprising him. Little Rya was a complex woman and he found himself constantly fascinated by a new side of her. It was as if most women were a clear crystal ball, pretty but transparent. Rya was a diamond cut into a million facets, each brilliant and beautiful, but hidden until carefully observed from just the right angle.
Right now, he was looking at a very vulnerable woman, one who had to know he could dominate her. He could already see her need to try to retake control creeping in. It was in the way she tensed slightly beneath him, as if testing his hold on her, the manner in which her gaze darted about his face, studying him. The man lucky enough to become Rya’s Master would never be bored.
Pain lanced through his heart at the knowledge that it wouldn’t be him, but he pushed it away. He forced away thoughts of the future, focusing on the present and this woman. Once again, the image of a wild rabbit came to mind, a creature that could be so soft and cuddly, yet boldly outrun even the fiercest of predators because they were smart. How ironic that he, a wolf, wanted to protect the little rabbit from the other predators, to keep her safe and his alone.
Before his thoughts could turn to more out of character and forbidden emotions, he pushed off of her. “Give me your left arm and your left leg.”
She automatically obeyed and the motion revealed her pussy to him. Such a beautiful cunt, flushed a dusky pink, the full lips of her sex shiny with her arousal. Kissing her pussy was the softest sensation he’d ever had against his mouth. He couldn’t wait to split her plump labia with his cock. All in good time. First, he needed to get her in the right headspace.
He picked up the big black leather gauntlet and first pulled her calf through, then her forearm so it was on the outside of her calf. This made her pull her leg back towards her chest as she lay on her back, opening her pussy to him. “Is okay?”
Looking a little bit apprehensive, she nodded. “Yes, Master.”
“Good. Do you need a cookie?”
She giggled and some of the tension in her limbs eased. “No, Master. No cookie needed here. I trust you.”
He began to tighten the laces and watched her carefully as he restricted her movements, searching for any sign of panic. While he knew not being able to breathe was a trigger for her, he wanted to make sure it wouldn’t remind her of drowning if she felt restrained. The memory of her almost dying made him pause to steal a quick kiss before he finished cinching up her leg and arm. After repeating the actions with her right arm and leg, he stood back and admired her. Her legs were up and spread wide, her arms pushed upwards and held next to her calves, which opened her pussy and mounded her breasts for his pleasure.
Beautiful. All pale gold skin and dark hair, and the apricot pink of her mouth and nipples made his mouth water. She had a delicious, rich taste to her arousal, an earthy flavor that he wanted more of. It was as if the essence of sex had been distilled into her honey, a unique blend just for him. Unable to resist, he stroked the plump mound of her cunt, loving the exquisite softness. She let out a low, shuddering moan, jerking at her restraints without even being aware of it.
“Rya, look at me.”
She lifted her head and her breath left her in an audible rush as he began to unbutton his shirt. He kept his body in good shape, strong enough to kill any who threatened him, hard enough to break the fist of those who dared strike out at him. Women liked his body, he’d been told this on numerous occasions, but as he slowly pulled his shirt off he watched her carefully for her reaction to his tattoos.
She pulled at her restraints and breathed out, “Holy shit,” as her gaze roamed his torso.
He watched as her eyes traced over the Cyrillic writing over his heart with the two entwined roses beneath and the eight pointed stars on either shoulder. Then she looked lower and licked her lips, her expression one of hunger and lust. When her gaze returned to his face she gave him a truly wicked smile and said, “Master, you are the hottest piece of ass I’ve ever seen.”
He shook his head, trying to hide his pleasure that she wasn’t repulsed by his tattoos even though she probably had no idea what they meant, he flipped open the button of his tuxedo pants and drew them down his legs after kicking off his shoes. When he stood he watched her face as he pulled his boxer briefs down, his erection sticking out hard and throbbing from his body. She made a little whimpering moan and whispered, “Please.”
“Please what, zaika moya?” He fisted himself, loving the raw hunger on her face, the way her sweet pussy clenched as if imagining him inside of her.
She licked her lips, her gaze totally focused on his cock while her hands opened and closed as if she were trying to grab something. “Please, take me. Fuck me, Master.”
“Such a greedy little girl,” he chided softly and pulled a blindfold out of the bag.
He lay down on the bed next to her and gently lifted her head, placing the blindfold on her and pressing down to make sure the foam rings on the inside of the mask blocked her eyesight completely. Once he was sure she couldn’t see him he leaned back and began to explore her body at his leisure, indulging himself in the utter softness of her form. When he gave her belly a squeeze, enjoying the give of her plump flesh, she giggled and squirmed.
She pressed her lips together to try and stop her giggles, but when he tickled along her ribs her laughter filled the room. He loved her joy, loved how it seemed to make the world feel like a better place, how it filled him and seemed to lift the gloom that constantly shrouded his heart. She was light, pure and very warm. After a bit he stopped his assault and she tried to roll on her side, little chuckles still escaping her.
“Oh no, you don’t get away that easy.”
He rolled her back and moved her around so he could press her legs wide, then lap at her cunt. Her cries of passion fed his ego, and he gently sucked her small clit between his lips. The harsh grunt she gave made him suspect that she was close to orgasm. He looked up, enjoying the way she abandoned herself to the pleasure. He licked around her clit, trying to find where she liked to be stroked, how she liked her pussy to be eaten. Without a doubt one of his favorite things to do was give a woman oral pleasure. Not only because he enjoyed the taste of pussy, especially Rya’s pussy, but because he loved the look of complete pleasure on a woman’s face when she discovered that he was very, very good at it.
Rya’s arousal was so abundant she’d actually made a wet spot on the bed beneath her bottom. He used one finger to rub that silken fluid into the tight bud of her anus, enjoying her little yelp, then low groan as he worked his finger in while giving her clit feather light licks. She arched her neck and whispered his name before he sucked on her sensitive nub, keeping his touch light.
She gave a soft, shuddering sigh. “Harder, please, make me come.”
“Nyet, you will come when my cock is inside of you.”
“Shit,” she whispered, then stiffened.
Grinning, he sat up, then rolled her over so she was resting on her upper chest with her ass thrust up into the air. In this position the thick lips of her sex spread enough for him to see the juicy wetness within and his cock hurt with the need to fuck her. But he wanted to give her a little spice first, to start to learn her body and what made her crazy with desire.
With her round ass in the air he couldn’t help the need to turn that olive skin pink. At the first spank she moaned, deep in her throat, and she tried to raise her bottom higher. Hmmm, his little Rya liked that. Giving her left buttock a harder smack he watched how her toes curled, the way she sucked in a harsh breath. A smack to her right cheek this time, his arousal surging at the way the flesh jiggled from his spank. He loved curvy women and his dorogaya was absolute perfection, the ultimate in feminine beauty.
Steadily increasing the strength of his smacks he was surprised at how hard he was able to spank her before she finally cried out in pain. Giving her one more spank, he then gently grasped her bottom and licked the red skin, enjoying the heat of her abused cheek beneath his lips, knowing that the scratch of his beard on her burning skin stung. While he wasn’t cruel, he did have a bit of a sadist in him and enjoyed giving submissives who enjoyed the spice of pain what they wanted.
The abundant arousal from her pussy slicked her inner thighs, begging for his tongue to clean her. Her little whimpering sounds made his balls draw up tight. He was close to losing control and fucking her like he was dying to. He wanted to envelop himself in her, to lose his mind while he sank into her wet heat. Fucking women was one of the few things that took the numbness away and made him feel alive.
Moving back a little, he began to spread her arousal around her anus with one finger while digging through his bag with his other hand. After he found the anal beads he wanted, he cupped them in his hand and pressed the sterling silver balls against the wet slit of her pussy, lubricating the metal. Rya’s breath hitched and even though she couldn’t see, she looked over her shoulder at him.
“Master, what is that?”
“It is nothing but pleasure.”
Her pretty lips curved into a smile and she rested her head on the bed again, arching further into his touch. The trust she had in him was evident in her every move and when he replaced his finger with the first ball, pressing it against the entrance to her bottom, she tensed.
“Easy, zaika moya. Relax for me. Give me what I want.”
She blew out a slow breath and nodded, her bottom opening enough to allow the first small ball in. Wiggling her hips, he watched as she grew accustomed to the intrusion, then began to press the next ball in. This one was slightly bigger than the first, still petite but with a little bit more substance. By the time all four balls were in, a fine sheen of sweat on her skin made her body glow in the low light. He smiled at the sight of the purple latex rope hanging from her bottom. Maybe he would find her an anal plug that looked like a rabbit tail.
He grabbed a condom from his bag and quickly slid it on, surprised to see how his hands were shaking with need. Taking in a deep breath, he fisted himself and rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy, groaning at the sensation of her soft flesh giving way to his hard need. He was right, the feeling of those thick cunt lips on his cock was one of the best things he’d ever experienced. By now she was pleading with him in broken sentences to fuck her, to take her, to use her body.
He lined himself up with her entrance and began to push in, the tight muscles of her small sex reluctantly giving way. While he knew in theory she was little, it was an entirely different thing to feel just how snug a fit his cock was as he pushed into her. Rya let out a breathy whimper and he stroked his hand down her back and over her red bottom to soothe her as he pressed deeper. It seemed like every new inch that he fed into her set off a series of convulsions inside of her until he had to bite the inside of his cheek.
There was no fucking way he was coming when he hadn’t even fully entered her yet.
When he reached her cervix he still had another inch of cock to give her, but he hesitated. Some women did not like the feeling of an erection pressing against their cervix, but he wanted to be all the way inside her, to have every centimeter of his dick inside of her that he could. Reaching around her hip, he began to circle her clit with his thumb then thrust into her. He made a strangled groan at the way her sex clamped around him.
Rya bucked against him, a small smile curving her lips before she whispered, “Fantastic.”
As the daughter of an outlaw biker, Rya DeLuca is used to living a wild life, but nothing could prepare her for the danger of falling in love with Dimitri Novikov. To Rya he’s a warm, loving, sexy as hell Dom who gives her exactly the kind of bondage and discipline she craves in the bedroom, but to the rest of the world Dimitri is a feared man, a cold blooded, heartless killer who is at the top of the Russian Mafia food chain.
While her hard and Dominant Master is her perfect match in every way that matters, their love can never last longer than a few days at most. Every moment Rya spends with Dimitri puts her life in jeopardy from rival gangs and Dimitri’s own family.
Dimitri will have to decide if he loves Rya enough to walk away from her in order to save her life, or if their love is worth starting a war that could change the world of the Russian mafia forever.