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We popped up in unison, and with his massive frame, Savich shielded me from the brunt of the snow that sailed our way. In rapid succession, I launched my snowballs across the boundary and toward our opponents. Two landed on the guards closest tous, while another, throwing with all my might, sailed toward Ruslan, barely missing his shoulder as he dodged it.
“Down!” Savich shouted, and we both hit the ground just in time, the packed snow sailing overhead and landing behind us.
“Again!” I giggled, grabbing an armful and preparing to pop up.
Laughter roared across both lines, especially as the teams sprinted from hiding spot to hiding spot, closing the distance to the flag bearer. One of the guards on our team snatched it away from another on Ruslan’s team, resulting in a wrestle in the snow until I sprinted forward and snatched it from both of them.
Shouts followed me, and I skidded to a stop behind the closest boulder, barely missing a flying snowball. It broke apart on the edge of the rock, spraying me regardless. I was breathless, and my stomach ached from laughing so hard.
These were the moments worth living for.
I was preoccupied with my thoughts and peering around my hiding spot to check for safe passage that I didn’t hear the person behind me approach. Two strong arms grasped me from behind, and I screamed, only to realize it was Ruslan a moment later. I kicked and wiggled in his grasp, protesting when he lifted me from the ground and carried me forward.
“I win on both accounts,” he pronounced. “I’ve got the flag and the female.”
It was then that the males noticed the ring on my finger, and whoops and cheers resounded around the group. Ruslan tossed and caught me, ripping another scream from my throat before he silenced me with a kiss. I smiled around it, laughing because I was so fuckinghappy.
My hands were utterly frozen, but I grasped his face and kissed him back anyway.
Once Ruslan finally released me, Drazen clapped him on theshoulder, congratulating him, then he winked at me. “I don’t know what you did to this bastard, but keep up the good work.”
My cheeks heated, and my stomach dropped, my inner turmoil from the previous night bubbling to the surface. Whether I had made the right decision remained to be seen, but with the change I saw in Ruslan in the past weeks, I had hope.
I was numb from head to toe, and when I shivered for the tenth time, Ruslan took notice. “Let’s go warm up.” He flashed his teeth in a way that suggested warming up meant a lot of skin to skin contact.
We barely made it inside the suite before Ruslan stripped me of my fur-lined clothes, his mouth attacking mine as he consumed every part of me. A whimper escaped my lips as he bent me back in front of the fire, my hands grasping for purchase as he held me to his hardened body. His cock dug into my stomach as he laid us on a rug in front of the fireplace, our bodies steaming as freezing water evaporated. He paused to admire my naked form, then growled when I spread my legs, showing him how slick my thighs were.
“You are incredible,” he purred, sinking between my legs. A hand braced each one, pushing them wider as he trailed kisses straight to the apex of my thighs. He sucked my sensitive nerves into his mouth, then released, fisting his cock. “Fighting with you makes me harder than anything else.”
Those lustful lips found my slit, parting my folds with his tongue and thrusting it into my center while he stroked himself. His mouth was like heaven and hell wrapped into one, bringing me so close to the edge with his skillful movements, but it wasn’t enough to tear me apart. As if he knew I needed more, he released his hardness, spread my folds with his fingers, and thrust two in. The sucking and curling had me twining my fingers in his hair, directing him closer, needing to feel more, to feel fuller. He spread his fingers inside me, and I gasped as hestretched me around them. I ground into his fingers and face, moaning as my legs trembled from the building tension.
“Someone is in a hurry,” he laughed against my center before slipping a third finger into my wetness.
I threw my head back in ecstasy. “Fuck, yes…”
He nipped my clit, and I mewled as it sent me over the edge, pleasure breaking in waves across my heated skin. Fingers and tongue continued to work until my body ceased spasming beneath him. He huffed a laugh, then removed his pants, his thick cock springing free. Liquid beaded the tip, and I turned to my knees, ready to take him into my mouth. He groaned as I grasped his shaft, pumping from base to tip, then flicked my tongue over the drop that gathered there. I worked my tongue in circles around the head while stroking up and down, and he gathered my long hair in his fist, guiding me down his salty shaft until he hit the back of my throat. I gagged, eliciting a growl of pleasure that sent tingles straight to my core.
“Such a good fucking girl, taking my cock like that. Do it again,” Ruslan ordered, and I took a few breaths through my nose, then relaxed my throat, trying to take all of his girth. Tears sprang to my eyes as he continued pushing, my mouth so full that it was both pleasurable and painful. He found a steady rhythm, and I dropped my free hand to my clit, rubbing circles over it before slipping a finger inside myself, moaning around him.
I looked up through my lashes, finding Ruslan torn between pleasure and possession, his cock sunk so deep in my mouth while his molten eyes latched onto how I touched myself.
“Keep going,” he ground out, and I obliged, sinking another finger into my center. I timed my own thrusts to his, and with a choked cry, I came again. He pulled his cock free, yanked my hand away, then flipped me so I was on all fours.
“Ruslan,” I croaked, still riding the edge of my orgasm.
He caged me beneath him as his fingers swept through the wetness between my thighs, coating them in my arousal. He brought his soaked fingers to my puckered hole, and I whimpered at the new sensation. “Does my sprite want to be filled everywhere?” he purred in my ear.
How was I supposed to fit him there?
The tingles that spread over my body as he continued to play with that hole were a heady mixture of panic and pleasure, and when my body pushed back into his hand, he growled possessively. “I told you that those who experienced darkness like us get off at the roughness. I am about to show you just how hard you’ll come for me when we let our inner demons out to play.”
Oh my Goddess, that statement alone had my nerves on fire, ready to combust once again. He pushed my upper body down until only my ass remained in the air. His rough fingers dug into the muscles there, kneading and relaxing me before running his fingers over my hole again. Cold air pressed against my skin as he removed his hand, only to feel the sting of his strike against my pussy. A sound somewhere between a moan and a whimper caught in my throat, the sensation new and erotic and one I wanted more of.
“Again,” I begged. Ruslan spanked my center repeatedly, sometimes hitting my clit, sometimes the backs of my thighs. The pain only served to bring me more pleasure, and I was so turned on that I didn’t want it to stop. My breasts were heavy and brushed against the floor, my hands splayed in front of me, unable to move to release any of this maddening tension. Wetness dripped down my thighs, and he growled his approval before smearing it all along my puckered hole.
“Did he take you here?” Ruslan’s voice was low, animalistic, and dark enough to send shivers from my spine to where his finger hovered.
“No,” I breathed, tense and waiting for his reaction.
