his dark obsession

playing with fire

Angelmarie's POV

The time was currently 6:40 PM, and I was feeling amazing after our shower session. Vlad had fucked me two more rounds before carrying me out of the shower into his office and sitting me in his desk chair. I watched him walk to a closet, coming back with a pair of black sweats and a fitted grey v-neck, placing them in my arms. I brought them to my nose and inhaled, letting out a sigh of contentment.

"Honi lākou e like me ʻoe!" I said thoughtlessly, not realizing I had spoken in my first language.

Feeling my chair swivel around, I was face-to-face with a very aroused Vlad.

"Want to run that by me again in English, kitten?" he said, his face mere inches from mine. His voice was so husky with lust.

"Uh-ii-its uh, I haven't spoken my native tongue in years," I said, not believing I had spoken it out loud. Having no one around me who knew my native tongue, I stopped using it years ago; I almost forgot it honestly.

He was looking at me, smirking.

"Speak to me again, kitten," he said, pulling me closer by the arms of his desk chair.

"Vladimir, why are you looking at me like that?" I stuttered out. His amber eyes had me squirming under his intense gaze.

Saying nothing, I gasped as he hauled my naked ass up and sat me on his desk, wedging himself between my thighs, bending his head so his face was in my neck.

"I want to hear you moan in that language as I fuck you into oblivion," he said against my ear, trailing kisses down my neck.

My breath hitched as his lips traveled down, kissing their way to my breasts, which had already turned to hard peaks. The slightest touch from this man had my body on fire, but before we could go further,

"Брат, у нас есть бизнес, трахни твою королеву позже." (Brother, we have business, fuck your queen later) Vasily yelled out, banging on the door.

Vlad's demeanor had suddenly changed; clearly, he didn't like being interrupted, even if it was by his own brother. That was clear as he mean-mugged the door. His face looked so terrifying it was almost beautiful, and it made my pussy leak.

Releasing my naked waist, he headed for the door.

"Vlad, baby, wait!" I started, but he cut me off by yanking the door open so hard I was surprised it didn't fly off the hinges.

Judging by the smile that quickly fell from Vasily's face when Vlad opened the door in nothing but dress pants and shoes, he knew his brother was far from happy. One look at Vlad's face had his brother backing away in fear, visibly becoming nervous.

"Б-брат, у нас встреча с нашим коннектом через час п-п, мы должны выехать сейчас." (B-brother, we have a meet with our connect in an hour, w-we must ride out now) Vasily stuttered out quickly.

"Брат или нет, ты не неприкасаемый, никогда не проявляй неуважения к моей королеве, вот так снова иди, к черту, пока я тебе не перережу горло, младший брат, я спущусь через 10 минут." (Brother or not, you are not untouchable, never disrespect my queen like that again. Now, walk the fuck away before I slit your throat, little brother. I'll be down in 10 minutes.) Vasily didn't need to be told twice; he turned around and walked away like hell's hounds were on his heels.

Turning to return to me, I had already slid off his desk and back into his bathroom and started dressing in his sweats and shirt.

"Who told you to move, kitten?" he said, standing behind me, snaking his big hand up my back into my hair before gripping it at the roots and turning so my neck was exposed. Before his teeth bit my neck, marking it, making me moan.