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Chapter 8: Fractured Control

Chapter 8: Fractured Control

Anya woke up to the feeling of warm lips trailing down her spine. The room was dark except for the soft glow of city lights filtering through the heavy curtains. She was still naked tangled in the deep red silk sheets that smelled like Dmitri. Like sex and power and something dangerously addictive.

His large hands gripped her hips and gently flipped her onto her back. When she opened her eyes she found Dmitri staring down at her with those intense silver eyes that seemed to burn hotter every time he looked at her.

"Good morning little orchid" he murmured his voice rough with fresh hunger. "Or should I say good evening? You slept like a good little cumslut after I filled you up so many times."

Anya felt her cheeks burn but her body responded instantly. Her nipples hardened and warmth pooled between her thighs. ’How does he keep doing this to me? I should be terrified. I should be planning my escape. Instead I am getting wet just from his voice.’

"You are insatiable" she whispered trying to sound annoyed but it came out breathy and needy.

Dmitri smirked and spread her thick thighs wide with his strong hands. He settled between them like he belonged there and dragged the thick head of his cock slowly through her already slick folds.

"Can you blame me?" He pushed forward just enough to tease her entrance. "Your pussy stays so fucking wet and ready for me. Your blood turns me into an animal and this greedy little cunt milks me dry every single time."

He thrust in deep in one smooth stroke burying himself to the hilt. Anya gasped sharply her back arching off the bed as he stretched her perfectly. Dmitri groaned low and started moving with slow powerful rolls of his hips.

"Fuck you feel incredible" he growled leaning down to suck one of her heavy breasts into his mouth. He flicked her nipple with his tongue while pounding deeper into her soaked heat. "So tight. So warm. Made for my cock."

Anya moaned loudly wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him even closer. She loved how full he made her feel. Every deep thrust hit that perfect spot inside her making stars explode behind her eyes.

"Dmitri... harder" she begged losing herself in the pleasure.

He gave her exactly what she wanted. His pace turned brutal slamming into her with raw power. The sound of skin slapping skin mixed with her moans and his deep groans filled the luxurious bedroom. He reached between them and rubbed her swollen clit in fast circles pushing her closer to the edge.

"Cum for me baby" he commanded against her neck. "Let me feel this perfect pussy squeeze my cock."

Anya shattered hard screaming his name as her orgasm crashed over her. Her walls fluttered and clenched around him milking him greedily. Dmitri cursed and followed right after burying himself deep and flooding her with thick hot cum.

He stayed inside her for a long moment kissing her softly. Then he pulled out and watched with dark satisfaction as his seed leaked from her well fucked pussy.

"Look at that mess" he murmured running his fingers through it and pushing it back inside her. "I love seeing you dripping with my cum."

Anya was still catching her breath when Dmitri reached for the small sterile lancet on the nightstand. He gently lifted her leg and made a tiny cut on the soft skin of her inner thigh close to her pussy. As blood welled up he lowered his head and licked it slowly mixing it with the taste of her dripping cunt.

The moment her blood touched his tongue Dmitri shuddered violently. A deep animalistic groan escaped him and his cock hardened again instantly.

"Fuck Anya" he rasped his silver eyes flashing with wild hunger. "Every single drop makes me need you more."

He flipped her onto her hands and knees and slammed back inside her from behind. This time he fucked her with pure primal need gripping her hips hard enough to leave bruises. Anya pushed back against him moaning loudly as he railed her mercilessly.

"Yes... just like that" she cried out her heavy breasts bouncing with every powerful thrust. "Dont stop."

Dmitri reached around and rubbed her clit while pounding into her. He drank more from the small wound on her thigh licking and sucking until the pleasure became overwhelming for both of them. They came together again hard and loud collapsing in a sweaty tangle of limbs.

Hours passed in a haze of sex and blood. Dmitri could not get enough. He took her on the bed against the wall in the shower and even bent over his desk while he made quick calls to his men. Every taste of her blood made him stronger more possessive and more addicted.

Later that evening Anya sat on his lap in his private office wearing nothing but one of his silk shirts. His cock was buried deep inside her as he spoke on the phone. She had to bite her lip to stay quiet while he lazily thrust up into her.

"Yes increase security at all entrances" Dmitri said his voice cold and commanding. "If Viktor or any of his dogs show up shoot first and ask questions later."

Anya shivered at the casual violence in his tone but her pussy clenched around him anyway. Dmitri smirked and gripped her ass bouncing her faster on his thick shaft while still on the call.

When he finally hung up he captured her mouth in a filthy kiss and fucked her properly until she came screaming his name again.

"You love this dont you malishka?" he whispered against her lips. "Being my personal cock warmer while I run my empire. Such a naughty girl."

Anya could only moan in response completely lost in the pleasure.

But as night fully settled over the mansion the atmosphere shifted. Dmitri received a series of urgent messages. His expression grew darker with every update. He carried her back to the bedroom and laid her down gently but his mind was clearly elsewhere.

"Stay here" he ordered kissing her forehead. "I need to handle something."

Anya watched him dress quickly in a black shirt and pants. Even now after everything he looked like pure danger. Powerful. Deadly. Irresistible.

"What is happening?" she asked softly pulling the sheets around her naked body.

Dmitri paused at the door his silver eyes softening for just a moment when they landed on her. "Viktor is making his move sooner than expected. But do not worry. No one will touch you. You are safe here with me."

He left the room and Anya lay back against the pillows trying to process everything. Her body still hummed with pleasure but her mind was racing. She was trapped in this beautiful cage with a man who drank her blood and fucked her senseless. Yet part of her was starting to crave him more than she feared him.

Downstairs Dmitri gathered his most trusted men in the war room. The tension was thick.

"They are coming tonight Pakhan" one of his lieutenants reported. "Viktor has over thirty men moving toward the estate. They want the girl."

Dmitri’s jaw clenched. "Then we give them hell. Lock down every entrance. I want snipers on the roof. No one gets inside this mansion."

He was about to give more orders when the sound of distant gunfire shattered the night.

The attack had begun.

Dmitri’s silver eyes flashed with cold fury. He grabbed his gun and headed toward the stairs. But before he could reach the second floor a massive explosion rocked the entire mansion.

Windows shattered. Alarms blared. And in the chaos Dmitri heard the one sound that made his blood run cold.

Anya screaming his name from upstairs.