A Baby for the Bratva by Chloe Kent

Author:Chloe Kent [Kent, Chloe]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B07XZG17XH
Publisher: Blushing Books Publications
Published: 2019-10-01T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

“You’ll break me… Dimitry,” she said softly, her breath staggering from her lips as he closed the distance between them, cupping her face in his hand, his cock pressing into her body.

“Say my name again,” he said huskily in Russian, all power, authority, dominance, virile beauty, everything that was Dimitry Bychkov all in one go. Her breathing ricocheted around the room.

“Say my name,” he said again, this time more demanding, growling at her. He grasped her chin, enough pressure that she had to tilt her head up. “Say it.”

After everything she had done to beat them, she had finally betrayed herself and she couldn’t even find any guilt in that anymore, nothing mattered more now than this. Not now. Not with Dimitry inflaming her, pressing his powerful body into her. She laid her fists on his chest.

“Dimitry,” she whispered, melting for him. As she would for his brothers too. And he knew it. He knew the instant she gave herself to them.

Growling softly and possessively he picked her up and carried her back to the bed.

“You belong to the Bychkov Bratva,” he said again, then swearing softly at her naked breasts, as if he were enthralled by them, he grasped one globe tightly then lowered his head to her nipple and engulfed her. She arched her back in response. A million zings of pleasure rushed through her as he clasped her nipple between his lips, his teeth, soaking her breasts the same way she was soaking her inner thighs again. He bit then sucked and she moaned, writhing beneath him. Licking her nipple now, he parted her legs and dipped his fingers into her, groaning at her wetness.

His gaze bored into her as he lifted himself up, balancing on one arm so he didn’t crush her completely.

Her breathing was all over the place, chaos reigned inside her as he gripped his cock and guided it to her, laying its heavy weight on her pussy.

She shuddered, quaking, remembering his size. She tried to move away, but his weight kept her down. Her chest heaving, she didn’t take her eyes off him as he moved the thick broad wet head of his cock up and down her pussy lips until they parted.

She caved inward when he pushed his cock into her entrance, then froze and panicked. He was too big. He was going to tear her apart and yet she clung to the man who could hurt her terribly.

“You belong to the Bychkov Bratva,” he repeated, then gathered her in his arms, giving her no freedom to move. He pushed a little deeper. Tears slid from her eyes and into her hair as he partially breached her body, stretching her to fit him, and his brothers who would follow, taking her innocence for all three of them. That was the Bychkov Bratva way. All three of them.

Her fists clenched against Dimitry’s powerful chest, but she died a little death when he sucked on the side of her neck, all the while penetrating her more and more.

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