Attracted to His Cold

Chapter 27

After a lot of licking, biting, rubbing, and a lot of thrusting, I had cum at least fifteen times and was rapidly reaching my limit - twenty.

By nineteen orgasms, I had tears layered on my face, cum dripping down from me and soaking the pillows and probably the bed too. I cried out as my twentieth orgasm of the night approaches.

"Shhhh, moya lyubov'. Prosto podozhdi nemnogo, ya pochti prishel. Ty delayesh' tak khorosho dlya menya, detka." [my love. Just hold it for a little while, I'm almost there. You're doing so well for me baby.] Viktor whispers in my ear while gently stroking my hair.

"Khorosho ser. YA postarayus'." [Okay, sir. I'll try.] I breathe out.

"Khoroshaya devochka." [Good girl.] he pecks my lips.

Viktor's pace picks up into an animalistic speed, ramming into me with no mercy as he chases his high. The room is filled with a mix of my moans, his grunts, and the sound of skin slapping. My hands tug on the cuffs in an attempt to touch him as he laughs at my futile attempts. The cuffs are suddenly released from the chains connecting them to the headboard, and my arms immensely thank Viktor for it. My hand winds into Vik's hair whilst the other grips onto his bicep.

"Vy gotovy, malyshka?" [Are you ready?] his breath fans my ear, his tongue licking the shell of it.

"Da, ser. Bol'she, chem ya kogda-libo byl v svoyey zhizni!" [More than I ever have been in my life!] I cry out as he hits my g-spot in such a delicious way that my eyes roll back.

My head is turned to the side, swiftly followed by my lips being captured by his. One of Vik's hands begin to fondle my breast in a harsh manner, twisting and pinching my nipple. Viktor pulls away - his lips still centimetres away - when he whispers the magic words to me.

"Konchi dlya menya, malyshka." [Cum for me,]

As soon as the first word left his lips, my legs began shaking - the orgasm taking over my body. Viktor's thrusts become sloppy as he gets to the edge of his high, whilst mine is still sky-rocketing through the roof. My vision becomes clouded with stars as my high reaches its peak, my legs now shaking uncontrollably.

I feel Viktor spill in me, filling me up with his warmth as I feel his shaking breath brushing across my neck, his hold on my hair loosening. As my high begins to decline, my limbs start becoming heaving, losing their strength and dropping from Viktor's body. Before anything else can happen, Viktor removes the pillow from beneath me and gently sets me down, allowing me to lay flat on the bed instead of falling down with a thud.

Viktor collapses on top of me, causing me to let out a weak grunt. Both of us stay like this, panting and catching our breaths. After forever passed, Viktor gets up and I feel him slip out of me, a weak moan slipping out of me which makes Viktor chuckle and press a small kiss onto my shoulder blade. I feel his body heat disappear from behind me and my eyes start to become heavy, drooping shut.

Just as I begin slipping into an unconscious state, I'm lifted off of the bed and into a pair of muscular arms. My arms droop over Viktor's neck as he carries me to somewhere unknown to me as my eyes are still closed, not having the energy to open them. I'm placed onto a counter and the cuffs are carefully taken off of me. I hum in content as my aching body meets the warm water below me, both the warmth and Viktor - who is sat behind me - engulfing me in their embrace.

"Such a pretty girl. You did so well for me, malyshka. You took me like such a good girl, baby." he praises me in a sweet and gentle tone, caressing my skin ever so softly.

He continues to praise me a few more times before Viktor begins to slowly wash me, inch by inch, until I'm completely clean. I don't even realise that I've started to drift off to sleep until I'm gently nudged awake.