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Chapter 14: Poisoned Desire

Chapter 14: Poisoned Desire

Anya lay completely still in Dmitri’s arms, her body still trembling from the intense way he had claimed her after the rescue. His thick cock was still buried deep inside her, softening slowly as his cum leaked out between her thighs. The master bedroom smelled of sex, blood, and victory, but the phone call had shattered everything.

A virus.

Viktor’s parting gift.

Anya’s crimson eyes met Dmitri’s silver ones. For the first time since he had taken her, she saw real fear in the feared Pakhan’s gaze.

"Is it true?" she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Am I going to get sick?"

Dmitri’s jaw tightened. He pulled out of her slowly and rolled them so she was lying on top of his powerful body. His large hands stroked her silver hair and thick curves possessively as if touching her could chase the threat away.

"I will not let that happen" he growled. "I will find Viktor. I will rip his heart out and force him to give me the cure. But first I need you right now malishka. I need to remind both of us that you are still mine."

He kissed her deeply, his tongue claiming her mouth with desperate hunger. Anya moaned into the kiss, her heavy breasts pressing against his tattooed chest. Even with the terrifying news she could not stop her body from responding to him. Her pussy grew wet again, aching to be filled.

Dmitri flipped her onto her back and spread her thick thighs wide. He stared down at her exposed pussy glistening with their mixed juices before lowering his head and devouring her.

"Fuck you taste so good" he groaned licking and sucking on her swollen clit. "Even after everything your sweet cunt is still dripping for me."

Anya cried out loudly her fingers tangling in his dark hair. His tongue worked her expertly plunging inside her then flicking her sensitive nub until she was writhing beneath him. He slid two thick fingers into her soaked heat curling them perfectly while sucking hard on her clit.

"Dmitri... oh god yes" she moaned her hips grinding against his face.

He ate her pussy like a man starving for her taste bringing her to the edge then slowing down teasing her mercilessly. When she finally begged he let her cum hard screaming his name as powerful waves of pleasure crashed through her body.

Dmitri rose up between her legs his massive cock rock hard again. He rubbed the thick head against her entrance teasing her.

"Tell me who you belong to" he demanded.

"I belong to you" Anya gasped. "Only you."

He slammed into her in one brutal thrust burying himself completely. Anya arched off the bed moaning loudly as he stretched her walls. Dmitri started fucking her with deep powerful strokes his hips slapping against her ass.

"So fucking tight and wet" he growled. "This greedy little cunt is mine. Your blood is mine. Everything is mine."

He pounded into her harder leaning down to bite her neck and drink a small amount of her blood. The taste made him shudder violently and his cock swelled even thicker inside her. Anya came again clenching around him as pleasure mixed with the slight sting of his bite.

Dmitri kept fucking her through her orgasm chasing his own release. With a deep guttural groan he buried himself to the hilt and flooded her pussy with thick hot cum.

They collapsed together breathing heavily. Dmitri held her close kissing her forehead with surprising gentleness.

"I will fix this" he promised. "You are not getting sick. I will not allow it."

The next few hours passed in a blur of strategy and raw passion. Dmitri gathered his most trusted men while keeping Anya by his side. He refused to let her out of his sight. During meetings she sat on his lap completely naked under one of his silk shirts with his cock buried deep inside her. Every time he gave orders he would thrust up into her making her bite her lip to stay quiet.

"You are so naughty" she whispered to him during one meeting her voice breathy.

"Only for you little orchid" he replied kissing her neck while lazily fucking her under the table.

After the meeting he bent her over the war room table and fucked her hard from behind. His powerful thrusts made her heavy breasts bounce against the cool wood as he railed her mercilessly.

"Take my cock baby" he growled slapping her ass. "Let everyone hear how well you take your owner."

Anya moaned loudly not caring who might hear. She pushed back against him loving the way he filled her completely. Dmitri reached around and rubbed her clit until she came screaming. He followed right after filling her once more.

Later that night Dmitri took her to the medical wing. His personal doctors ran every test they could on her blood. The results were worrying. There were early signs of the virus but it had not fully activated yet.

"We have maybe thirty six hours before symptoms start" the head doctor reported nervously.

Dmitri’s expression turned deadly. He dismissed the doctors and carried Anya back to the bedroom. This time he was gentler. He laid her down and worshipped her body with his mouth and hands.

He kissed every inch of her skin. He sucked on her nipples until they were stiff and sensitive. He ate her pussy slowly savoring her taste until she came twice on his tongue. Then he slid into her making love to her with deep sensual strokes.

"You feel so perfect" he whispered against her lips. "I cannot lose you Anya. Not now. Not ever."

Anya wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer. "Then do not let them take me again. Fuck me like you own me."

Dmitri growled and gave her exactly what she wanted. He fucked her harder pounding into her soaked pussy with raw need. He drank from her breast mixing her blood with the taste of her skin while driving them both toward another explosive orgasm.

They came together shaking and clinging to each other.

But as they lay in the afterglow Dmitri’s phone rang. It was Viktor.

Dmitri answered on speaker putting the phone on the bed between them.

"Enjoying your last hours with her Thorn?" Viktor’s mocking voice filled the room. "The virus is beautiful is it not? It will make her blood even more potent but only I have the cure. Bring her to me and surrender control of the Bratva. Or watch her slowly waste away in your arms."

Anya’s body tensed. Dmitri’s silver eyes flashed with murderous rage.

"You will die screaming for what you have done" Dmitri snarled.

Viktor laughed. "Maybe. But she will suffer first. Tick tock Thorn. You have less than thirty hours now."

The call ended.

Dmitri pulled Anya into his arms holding her tightly. "I will find him. I will make him beg for mercy."

Anya nodded but fear gripped her heart. She could already feel a slight warmth in her body. Was the virus starting?

To distract herself she pushed Dmitri onto his back and straddled him. She took his thick cock deep inside her and rode him slowly at first then faster. Her heavy breasts bounced as she moved her hips grinding down on him.

Dmitri groaned gripping her ass guiding her movements. "Yes baby. Ride me. Use my cock."

Anya rode him harder moaning loudly. Dmitri sat up and sucked on her nipples while she fucked herself on his massive length. They came together again in a sweaty passionate mess.

Hours passed like this. Dmitri refused to sleep. He kept fucking her drinking from her and planning the final assault. His obsession grew darker with every taste of her blood.

By early morning Anya started feeling the first real symptoms. A slight fever. A strange weakness in her limbs. She tried to hide it from Dmitri but he noticed immediately.

His face turned pale with fury and fear.

"I am taking you with me" he decided. "You are not staying here. I will keep you safe while I end this."

He dressed her in tactical clothes that hugged her curvy body then carried her to the armored convoy. His elite team was ready for the final attack on Viktor’s main stronghold.

As they sped through the dark streets of Moscow Anya sat on Dmitri’s lap in the back of the vehicle. His cock was buried inside her again as he stroked her hair.

"Hold on for me malishka" he whispered kissing her deeply. "I will fix this."

The convoy arrived at Viktor’s hidden fortress. The battle began immediately. Explosions lit up the night as Dmitri’s men stormed the facility. Dmitri carried Anya inside keeping her protected while fighting like a demon enhanced by her blood.

They fought their way to the central lab. Viktor was waiting with his strongest enhanced soldiers.

"You came" Viktor said with a twisted smile. "Good. Now watch as I take everything from you."

A brutal fight erupted. Dmitri was a force of nature cutting through soldiers to reach Viktor. But Viktor had become incredibly strong from the perfected Krov.

In the chaos one of Viktor’s men grabbed Anya from behind pressing a syringe to her neck.

"Stop or I inject her with the final strain" the man shouted.

Dmitri froze his silver eyes locked on Anya.

Viktor laughed. "Choose Thorn. Surrender or watch her die right now."

Anya’s crimson eyes met Dmitri’s. She felt the fever burning hotter now. The virus was spreading faster than they expected.

Dmitri lowered his weapon slowly but his expression promised pure death.

Then suddenly the man holding Anya jerked violently. A hidden sniper from Dmitri’s team had taken him down.

Chaos exploded again.

Dmitri charged forward killing the remaining guards and reaching Viktor. He grabbed the man by the throat slamming him against the wall.

"The cure" Dmitri snarled. "Give it to me now."

Viktor smiled weakly even as he struggled. "Too late... she already has the final strain in her system. Only I know how to stop it. Kill me and she dies with me."

Anya collapsed to her knees as a wave of weakness hit her. Her vision blurred.

Dmitri roared in fury and snapped Viktor’s neck with brutal force.

He rushed to Anya pulling her into his arms. "Stay with me baby. Please."

But her body was burning up. The virus was taking hold rapidly.

As Dmitri carried her out of the collapsing facility searching desperately for any sign of the cure one of his men found a hidden safe in the lab. Inside were vials labeled with Anya’s name.

But as they opened the case they realized something terrifying.

The vials were empty.

Viktor had destroyed the cure before the attack.

Anya looked up at Dmitri her crimson eyes filled with pain and fading strength.

"Dmitri..." she whispered weakly. "It hurts..."