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Chapter 9: Flames of Possession

Chapter 9: Flames of Possession

Anya’s heart slammed against her ribs as the explosion shook the entire mansion. The windows in the master bedroom shattered violently sending glass flying across the floor. She screamed Dmitri’s name instinctively her body still buzzing from their earlier pleasure. The silk sheets offered no protection as alarms blared through the halls and distant gunfire cracked like thunder outside.

She scrambled off the bed grabbing the nearest piece of clothing which happened to be Dmitri’s oversized silk shirt. It barely covered her thick thighs but she did not care. Panic flooded her veins. ’What is happening? Is this because of me? Because of my blood?’

Heavy footsteps pounded up the stairs. The door burst open and Dmitri stormed in his silver eyes wild with a mix of rage and raw fear. He had a gun in one hand and his shirt was already stained with sweat and gunpowder.

"Anya" he growled rushing to her. He pulled her into his arms crushing her against his hard chest. "Are you hurt?"

Before she could answer another explosion rocked the building closer this time. The lights flickered and went out leaving only the emergency red glow from the hallway.

"They are inside the perimeter" Dmitri said his voice low and deadly. "Viktor’s men. Stay behind me."

He gripped her hand tightly and led her out of the bedroom keeping his body in front of hers like a human shield. Gunfire echoed from downstairs. Shouts in Russian filled the air. Anya’s bare feet moved quickly over the cold floor her silver hair messy and her body still marked with bites and hickeys from their long day of sinful indulgence.

They made it halfway down the corridor when two armed men rounded the corner. Dmitri did not hesitate. He raised his gun and fired twice with deadly precision. Both men dropped. Anya gasped at how efficiently he killed but she felt no pity. These men had come for her blood.

Dmitri pulled her into a side room and locked the door behind them. It was one of his private lounges with a large couch and heavy furniture. He pushed a heavy cabinet against the door for extra protection then turned to her.

His silver eyes darkened as he took in her appearance. Even in the middle of an attack he looked at her like he wanted to devour her whole.

"You are so fucking beautiful even when terrified" he murmured stepping close. He cupped her face with both hands and kissed her hard. The kiss was desperate and possessive his tongue claiming her mouth as gunfire continued outside.

Anya melted into him despite the danger. Her hands fisted in his shirt pulling him closer. ’This is crazy. People are dying outside and I still want him.’

Dmitri broke the kiss breathing heavily. "I need you right now malishka. Just once before I go out there and paint the walls with their blood."

He lifted her onto the large oak desk spreading her thick thighs wide. The silk shirt rode up exposing her bare pussy. He dropped to his knees and buried his face between her legs licking her soaked folds with hungry strokes.

Anya moaned loudly her fingers tangling in his dark hair. "Dmitri... we should not..."

But her body betrayed her. She was dripping wet again. Dmitri sucked on her swollen clit while sliding two thick fingers deep inside her curling them perfectly. The wet obscene sounds mixed with the distant chaos outside.

"You are always so ready for me" he groaned against her pussy. "Even when the world is burning I can taste how much this greedy cunt needs my cock."

He ate her furiously until she came hard biting her lip to muffle her scream. Dmitri stood up freeing his massive cock. It was rock hard throbbing with need. He stroked it once then slammed into her in one brutal thrust.

Anya cried out wrapping her legs around him as he fucked her on the desk. Each powerful stroke drove him deep making her heavy breasts bounce under the loose shirt. Dmitri gripped her hips pounding into her with raw desperation.

"Fuck yes" he growled. "Take every inch baby. This pussy belongs to me even in the middle of war."

He leaned down and bit her neck drawing a small drop of blood. The taste hit him instantly. His body shuddered violently and his cock swelled thicker inside her. The fresh blood made him fuck her even harder slamming into her soaked heat like a man possessed.

Anya came again clenching around him as pleasure mixed with adrenaline. Dmitri followed with a deep groan flooding her pussy with thick hot cum.

He stayed buried inside her for a moment kissing her deeply. "Stay here. Lock the door behind me. I will come back for you."

Anya nodded shakily her legs still trembling. Dmitri fixed his clothes and handed her a small pistol from his waistband.

"Only use it if you have to" he said kissing her forehead. "I will kill every last one of them."

He slipped out of the room and Anya quickly locked the door pushing furniture against it. She curled up on the couch heart racing. The sounds of fighting grew louder. More explosions. More gunfire. She whispered his name like a prayer.

Minutes felt like hours. Then the door handle rattled violently.

"Open up you whore" a rough voice shouted from the other side. "We know the Blood Orchid is in there. Viktor wants you alive."

Anya’s blood ran cold. She gripped the pistol with shaking hands.

The door shook as they tried to break it down. Wood splintered. Her mind raced with fear and unwanted memories of Dmitri’s touch. Even now in danger her body still ached for him.

Suddenly the attackers went quiet. A single gunshot rang out followed by a heavy thud.

"Anya" Dmitri’s voice called from the other side. "It is me. Open the door."

Relief flooded her. She moved the furniture and unlocked it. Dmitri stepped inside covered in blood but none of it seemed to be his. He pulled her into his arms kissing her fiercely.

"I told you I would protect you" he said against her lips.

But before they could catch their breath more men appeared at the end of the hallway. Viktor himself stood among them smirking coldly.

"Well well Thorn" Viktor called out. "You really thought you could keep the prize all to yourself? Hand over the girl and her blood and maybe I will let you live."

Dmitri pushed Anya behind him shielding her with his body. His gun was ready but they were outnumbered.

"Touch her and you die screaming" Dmitri snarled.

Viktor laughed. "We will see about that."

Gunfire erupted again. Dmitri fired back pushing Anya toward the stairs. "Run to the safe room on the third floor. Now."

Anya ran her bare feet pounding on the floor. Behind her she heard Dmitri fighting like a demon. She made it to the third floor and found the hidden safe room. She slipped inside and locked the heavy door just as footsteps chased after her.

Inside the reinforced room she was safe for now. But through the security monitors she could see the chaos downstairs. Dmitri was fighting multiple men. He moved like a predator covered in blood and fury.

Then one of Viktor’s men appeared on the monitor right outside the safe room door. He was carrying something dangerous looking. Explosives.

Anya’s heart stopped.

The man placed the charge on the door and stepped back.

The timer started counting down.