He took her mouth with more passion than she knew was possible. She clung to him, digging her nails into his skin through his shirt as his tongue battled with hers and his teeth forced her mouth wider. When she wasn’t fast enough to give him what he wanted he gripped her by the hair, burying his hand in the soaked mass and dragging her head back.
His lips trailed down her throat licking and biting. It felt like he was everywhere at once. His hands on her skin and her hair, his tongue on every inch of skin he could reach. It was like being fucked by a storm. Her heart soared as explosions went off beneath her skin.
She wiggled her hands between them and tried to undo a button but her shaking slippery fingers refused to comply. Jozef pushed her hands aside, gripped his shirt and tore. Buttons flew everywhere and Shaun let out a breathless laugh. He slammed his mouth over hers, swallowing her laughter and reminding her of exactly what he wanted.
Shaun knew she would regret this. She knew this was a bad idea. There were consequences to this sort of thing, aside from Jozef being the mobster who'd kidnapped her.
She didn’t care. She was doing it anyway. She desperately needed the release of fucking her captor. She needed the physical and emotional connection. She needed to feel something other than terror for however long she could.
Reaching between them, she tried to unbuckle his belt. Just as the thick leather gave way under her determined hands, Jozef stepped back, dragging Shaun with him. He brushed her hands away from his crotch and pulled her from the shower. Before Shaun could even think about reaching for a towel, Jozef dragged her dripping from the bathroom. He swung Shaun around and shoved her.
Shaun let out a shriek as she fell backwards on the bed, her limbs flailing. She yelled again as Jozef fell on top of her, his hands capturing hers and holding them while he fucked her mouth again with his all-consuming kisses. He broke contact with her lips and worked his way down her body, touching her here and there, digging his fingers into the skin of her breasts and hips as though revelling in the silken resiliency.
Shaun shot up in the bed when he settled between her thighs, but he shoved her back onto the mattress so hard she bounced. And then she didn’t have time to overthink the hair she would normally have removed, what she tasted like or how she smelled. It all disappeared into a haze of intense sensation as he attacked her vagina with his tongue in the same way he’d attacked her mouth.
“Oh… fuck!” she gasped, her hips bucking off the bed and into his face.
Jozef wrapped his hands around her thighs, digging his fingers into the muscle and holding her still while he lavished her pussy with all the attention she could ever want.
Shaun hadn’t had many sexual partners; her career made finding potential partners difficult. Not a single person she’d ever been with had gone down on her the way Jozef was. He was touching nerve endings she didn’t know existed as he slid his tongue through her folds, then flicked her clitoris, then back down to shove his tongue as far inside her as he could get.
Then he took it to the next level, replacing his tongue with his fingers, shoving them deep into her body. There was no hesitation, no single digit probing to see if she was ready for him. He shoved two fingers up inside her, slamming them home, then pulled out and did it again. Every time he bottomed out, he pressed his fingertips hard against her g-spot, scraping his knuckles against her inner walls.
Shaun let out a shout of sheer pleasure and gripped his hair with her fists. It was too short to get an actual handful, so her fingers just scrambled over his scalp. He either didn’t notice or didn’t care as he continued to drive Shaun closer and closer to the edge of a colossal orgasm.
Finally, she was there. She lifted her hips right off the bed and slammed them back down as she let out a keening scream. Jozef tightened his hold, pinning her down while she wiggled and shouted her orgasm. She felt a gush of fluid leave her body as the waves continued.
Chapter Twenty-Six
When Jozef looked up at her, his eyes were so dark blue they looked black. He looked like the big bad wolf about to eat a sheep. And she was his meal, staked out on the bed. He stood, his hands dropping to his pants. He unbuttoned and unzipped then dropped them to his feet. He wasn’t wearing underwear.
His penis was an awesome sight. Not because it was the biggest or longest Shaun had ever seen. She was a doctor; she’d seen a lot of cock in her career. It was beautiful though, long, thick and fully erect.
No, what drew her was the man himself. His confident nudity. The power emanating from him. He was a conqueror and she was his prize. It suddenly made sense to her, even though it wasn’t logical. He’d seen her, he’d wanted her, he’d taken her. Shaun had never experienced that kind of desire. The consuming drive behind a courtship.
Maybe their circumstances drove them together. His need for a doctor and her being in the right place at the right time to fulfill his need. But it wasn’t the doctor he wanted now; it was the woman. And that knowledge was extremely heady.
Shaun reached for him as he dropped onto the bed, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and clinging to him as he pressed his lips into the sensitive spot between her neck and shoulder. She wiggled underneath him until he wrapped his arms so tight around her, she could hardly move. Instead of feeling trapped though, she felt safe.
He reached down between them, guiding his rock-hard cock to her entrance. Shaun gasped as he pressed himself inside her, taking his sweet time as he filled her completely, pushing inch after inch inside as she lay gasping and soaring from the rush of endorphins washing over her. Even though he had a big cock and it’d been a while since Shaun last had sex, she took him without too much discomfort. He’d prepared her to the point that she was dripping for him.
Shaun could feel the tension thrumming through his body as he held himself rigid above her. He lifted his head to look down at her, wrapping his big hands around her head and holding her. The look in his eyes was so intense it melted her. She read him without words. He was concerned for her comfort, but he desperately wanted to fuck her.
She smiled tremulously and whispered, “I’m okay.”
His eyes darkened to cobalt and he gave a slight nod. Then he began moving his hips, pulling out of her almost completely and then filling her again. Even though his thrusts were slow, she was left gasping, her heart hammering, her body vibrating with tension. She felt incredible.
She stretched beneath him, luxuriating in his long, slow strokes before reaching up to grip his strong arms. She lifted her legs to wrap them tightly around his waist, then tilted her hips and thrust forward in one smooth move as he pushed into her.
His eyes flared in pleasure and he let out a guttural groan.
Shaun grinned and wiggled her hips again, tightening her kegel muscles.
Jozef let out another growl, this one more ferocious than the last. He gripped her so hard she let out a squeak, then he slammed into her hard enough to thrust her up the bed. Shaun let out a shriek and gripped the sheets while he took hold of her waist and dragged her back down the bed, continuing to fuck her in a flurry of aggressive thrusts. It was like fucking a hurricane. She had no choice but to hold on and take it.
Shaun twisted her head to the side and hid a grin in the pillow next to her. It felt fucking amazing! She hadn’t let free and allowed herself to enjoy the sheer bliss of a good fuck in so long she was starting to wonder if she’d ever really had a good fuck. She’d only ever hooked up with doctors or one-night stands from the bar. She could definitely say nothing had compared to this.
All she could do is hang on as he pounded into her, his hands wrapped around her hips, holding her in place as he took his pleasure from her body while giving her just as much in return. Shaun flew higher and higher toward the shining peak. This sensation was different though; she’d never come through vaginal penetration. Hell, she’d been pretty sure it was a myth.
As it turned out, not a myth. With each thrust he sent her soaring, tilting her hips at just the right ang
le so that he was hitting her g-spot again. Shaun let out a high-pitched cry as he shoved her right over the edge of another incredible orgasm. Her brain went fuzzy and blank while her hips pumped of their own volition, milking him of every ounce of pleasure he had to give.
Jozef gripped her so hard Shaun had a brief second to wonder if he might actually be able to crush her hips before he let out another guttural growl and followed her over the edge. She felt hot jets touch everything inside her, bathing her with his semen. She gloried in the feeling, stretching her arms wide and grinning.
Jozef gripped her face, forcing her to look at him. His expression was serious, but his eyes were soft. He dropped his forehead to hers and stared at her, allowing her to see the shifting emotions. Her heart pounded and she suddenly felt vulnerable, like they’d just had a life changing moment together. But it was only sex. It wasn’t that important. Something they’d both done before with other people.
A sensation ran through Shaun as she thought about Jozef with other women. With Giselle, who clearly thought she had some kind of claim on him. The feeling of vulnerability intensified until Shaun thought she would suffocate if she was forced to lay underneath Jozef for another second.
She shoved his shoulders and said in a high thin voice, “I need to get up.”
When he didn’t react quickly enough, she slapped her palm against his bare shoulder and said in a louder voice, “Jozef, let me up!”
He frowned at her and a shutter dropped over his expression. He rolled to the side, releasing his grip. Shaun scrambled off the bed and stood shaking next to it, her arms wrapped around herself. She must have looked truly stricken because he frowned in concern and sat up, reaching for her. Shaun jumped away and shook her head. “I just need a minute, okay?”
He studied her for a second, then nodded. Shaun ran for the bathroom, slamming it shut and leaning against it. She didn’t bother locking it. She’d locked it before and Jozef had let himself in without even alerting her. She covered her face with her hands and tried to get a grip on herself. She felt like she was in shock. Her heart was racing, she was shaking, tears were pricking her eyes.
Did she regret what they’d just done? She thought long and hard about it and decided she did not regret having sex with Jozef. It was easily the most pleasurable moment of her life and she was going to treasure it as a perfect memory.
Then why was she so fucked up over it? She pushed away from the door and paced the bathroom.
“Oh god,” she moaned as semen and vaginal fluids dripped down her thighs.
She grabbed a towel and pressed it against herself, trying to wipe away the evidence. Then it hit her. They’d fucked without a condom. Shaun never had sex without protection. EVER. This moment was unprecedented in so many ways. What if Jozef had an STI? Shaun certainly didn’t, but he didn’t know that. They’d been reckless.
Then there was that possibility of a baby. Shaun wasn’t on birth control because she’d been too busy with her job in Ukraine to re-administer her Depo-Provera shot. She hadn’t worried though, because she hadn’t intended on hooking up with anyone. She was too busy for even a casual fling.
Apparently, she wasn’t too busy to fuck her captor.
“Oh god,” she said again.
There was a knock at the door and Shaun jumped in surprise. Since when did Jozef knock before entering a room? She hesitated and then reached for the doorknob. She suspected he was being polite, giving her the few minutes of space she’d requested. But his concern would only extend so far. If she didn’t open the door then he would come in anyway.
He stood on the other side, still naked, a bathrobe in his hands. He held it up and jerked his head, indicating she should step into it. Shaun obeyed, feeling instantly better when she was enveloped in fuzzy warmth.
“Thank you.”
He leaned toward her, capturing her chin when she tried to move back. He did the same thing he’d done while they were fucking, he dropped his head to hers, pressing his forehead against hers. It was a strange moment of solidarity that gave her strength.
“We didn’t use a condom,” she told him.
He nodded his head in acknowledgment then gently tugged on her arm, leading her back to the bed. Shaun crawled on top, blushing when she climbed over a wet spot made of their combined fluids.
Jozef sat on the bed and leaned back against the headboard. He reached for her and she thought he was going to pull her against his chest, but he didn’t. He maneuvered her so she was facing him, their knees touching. He tugged on the lapels of the bathrobe, closing them against her throat so she wouldn’t get cold.
Shaun realized what her problem was; he was getting to her. Not just physically, but emotionally. Their sexual encounter had made such an emotional impact on her that she couldn’t deal with the aftermath. Couldn’t deal with wanting him, liking him, enjoying his body, but knowing they had no future. The idea of not being with him forever felt horrible. Yet she shouldn’t be this attached. They barely knew each other. He’d abducted her. He was a murderer. There was no scenario that ended with a happily ever after.
Jozef began signing. I’m clean, you don’t need to worry about S-T-I’s.
“How do I know?” Shaun asked, her voice shaky with emotion.
Jozef gave her a stern look. I will never lie to you. I have always used protection with other women.
Shaun nodded. She believed him. “I’m clean too,” she told him.
He laughed, the sound strange and shocking. It was a bark, not loud, but sharp and unexpected. She realized how rare it was to hear him laugh and the sound was always off, like whatever happened to his voice had affected his laugh too.
I think it goes without saying that you are clean.
Shaun frowned at him. “That’s quite an assumption. I’ll have you know, I was quite the busy girl in my early years of med school.”
Jozef grinned at her, showing his even white teeth. Again, Shaun was surprised. She hadn’t seen this much joy from him. He was truly loving the after-sex moments, the banter, being with her. It gave Shaun a warm glow.
Busy doing what? Burying your nose in a book.
Shaun laughed and shook her head. “Nope, I had a pretty normal college experience. I was the queen of multitasking, juggling my books in one hand and the football team in the other.”
I admit this surprises me. His smiling face slowly became stern. Time to stop talking about your conquests though. You seem to bring out my jealous side.
“Really?” Shaun asked, the warm glow spreading.
She wanted to roll her eyes at herself. Here she was, blushing like a schoolgirl and eating up his compliments. She was a grown woman; she should be kicking his ass for not using protection.
Really, he signed. You make me feel things that I shouldn’t feel.
He looked serious and Shaun felt the moment shift from light to heavy.
“Me too,” she admitted. “It scares me.”
Jozef reached for her face and placed his hand over her mouth. She frowned from behind his hand, wondering what he was doing. He lifted her hands and held them aloft, wiggling them when she looked at him with confusion.
“You want me to use…?” he cut her off again with a hand over her mouth.
Shaun nodded. “Okay, but I’m rusty - “
He frowned and tightened his hand, indicating she wasn’t to speak again.
Shaun signed, this feels awkward.
He let out a growling laugh and she stared at his lips in wonder. The sounds he made meant different things. It wasn’t just one sound for everything. He had a barking laugh and a soft laugh. He had an angry growl and a sexy growl. Actually… all of his growls were sexy, but they had different meanings.
I like communicating with you this way, he admitted.
As the silence surrounded them, the warm glow of the fireplace bathing them, Shaun agreed, there was more intimacy in soundless communication. They were wrapped in a private bubble that belonged to only them.
I like it too, she told him.
Jozef relaxed against the headboard, pushing himself into the pillows and getting comfortable. He was completely confident in his nudity, unfazed that his now flaccid cock rested on his thighs. Shaun sneaked as many glances as she could without being completely obvious.
Talk to me, he signed.
Shaun grabbed a pillow and pressed it against her stomach. What do you want to know?
Anything. Everything. Tell me about your life in Canada.
Shaun thought about saying no; telling him that talking about her home country was too raw. Especially with her kidnapper. But she reconsidered. She felt the desire to share parts of her life with him. It couldn’t hurt. Maybe he would hear the love and longing in her words. Understand that it was wrong to take her away from the places and people she loved. Maybe he would let her go.
I have a cat, she signed.
He grinned, his face creasing in humour, dimples flashing in his cheeks. I remember the cat. His name is F-I-T-Z-Y and he’s a big orange tabby who eats the neighborhood birds.
Shaun stared at him, surprised he remembered the things she’d told him during their desperate van ride into the forest. She hadn’t thought he was listening.
What I didn’t tell you was how I came to own him. She grinned fondly at the memory. He somehow got into the hospital during a night shift. He was very mischievous, leading the security guards on a merry chase. I could hear updates on the PA system. Cat spotted in radiology. Cat is now in kinesiology.
Jozef laughed with her, mesmerizing her with his easy joy. She wondered if he was always like this when he was at home or if relaxation was rare for him.
Shaun continued her story. Of course, I had to adopt the cat after listening to his hospital escapades all night…
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Jozef was in trouble.
He was falling for his fiancé, which was a problem. He could have no weaknesses in his line of work. Mafia wasn’t what it used to be, back when there were rules to govern behaviour. When it was a brotherhood. Now there were insidious commonalities among the vicious young mobsters who worked according to their own rules while attempting to set themselves apart. Family was now fair game, human trafficking was wildly popular and substance abuse was rampant. The brotherhood still existed. Krystoff insisted that his own organization observe the old rules. They did not target family; they did not peddle in flesh and they were controlled at all times while on the job.
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