Pure

by Lexi Buchanan

  “Dimitri is distracting them while I get you away. I can’t leave him to face the aftermath. I have to give him a way out.” He cupped her beautiful face in his hands. “I’ll find you. I promise.” He kissed her beautiful lips and the sob she released broke his heart.

  “I’m not going anywhere without you.”

  Hugh opened the car door and grabbed some clothes. “Quickly. Put them on.” He waved his hands in front of India. “They’ll, um, cover you better.”

  “Listen to me.” He held the nightgown so that she could slip the leggings on beneath. “I trust Hugh with my life, and he’s going to take you away from here.”

  She turned her back to Hugh and tossed the nightgown into a heap on the floor. He had to swallow around the lump in his throat at the sight of her breasts swaying before they were covered with a fitted vest top.

  Hugh snickered, giving him a knowing look. He narrowed his eyes and Hugh quickly got into the car.

  Once India had pulled the shirt on top of the vest, he picked her up and shoved her into the vehicle. He grabbed the nightgown and tossed that at her feet. “I’ll meet you.”

  “You better do or I’m coming back to look for you,” she said, determination written all over her beautiful face.

  He glanced at Hugh. “You know where to go and what to do.”

  “Yes.”

  Turning back, he held India’s gaze. “Be safe,” he whispered, kissing her forehead.

  After one last glance, he slammed the door shut and banged against the side of the vehicle with his fist.

  Hugh took off and when they’d disappeared from view, he ran through the gap in the wall and tried to cover it up with branches. It might be his only way out once he’d found Dimitri.

  Chapter 11

  “Where is he?” India fretted while pacing back and forth until Hugh stood in front of her, placing his hands on her arms.

  “I don’t know what’s keeping him, but I do know that he’ll do everything he can to get to you.” Hugh smiled. “Don’t worry about him.”

  Stepping out of Hugh’s way, she leaned against the patio door and looked out at the forestry all around the cabin. They were somewhere within Manchester State Forest. She’d lost track of all the twist and turns that Hugh had taken to get them to the cabin. It took them around three hours to arrive after going off route a couple of times, and they’d been at the cabin six hours and twenty-two minutes.

  She was exhausted but couldn’t settle until she knew that Mikhail was okay. The man had gotten under her skin but she’d trusted him from the first moment she’d laid eyes on him. She didn’t know which way to turn or who to turn to without him.

  “Okay,” Hugh suddenly shouted, startling her that she jumped away from the window. “I’m sorry.” He tugged her over to the sofa and forced her to sit. “I’m worried too, okay?” He sighed. “Your refusal to sit is driving me crazy. Please just try and rest so that you’re not falling over by the time he arrives.”

  “He should be here by now.” She glanced out through the window at the narrow road that led to the cabin. “I think we should head back.”

  Hugh shook his head frantically. “No.” He grabbed her arms. “That is such a bad idea. He’s trusting me to keep you safe.”

  “But what if they ran into trouble?” She worried at her bottom lip. “I feel so helpless.”

  Hugh smiled. “I feel the same.” He sighed. “Think about how much help we’d be against Vasiliev.”

  “You’re right. I guess.”

  “While he only has himself to think about, he’s safer, okay?” He nodded. “Help me make something for us to eat because I’m starving.” He led her into the kitchen and shoved a very sharp knife into her hand and gave her a pointed look. “Chop.”

  Glancing down, he had peppers, onions, and mushrooms, washed and spread out on the large chopping board.

  “Mind your fingers,” Hugh added.

  “I’m good.” Smiling, she started chopping while Hugh heated the oil.

  “I thought we’d have an omelet as that’s about the only thing I can cook.” He turned his attention to the pan before he glanced back over his shoulder. “I make and excellent frozen pizza though.”

  She laughed, the knife freezing in mid air at the soft sound of a car engine. “Hugh?”

  He stilled. “I hear it.” Seconds later he slipped his hand into the back of his jeans and pulled out an evil looking gun. “Keep the knife,” he said, his gaze boring into hers.

  “I’m not sure I’m capable of using it.”

  “You will if you need to.” Hugh grabbed hold of her wrist in a tight grip and pulled her with him toward the back of the house. Opening the bathroom door he shoved her inside. “You should be safe in here.”

  “No way.” She slipped beneath his arm. “I’m not being locked in there.” She ran back toward the kitchen. “We need to hurry.”

  Hugh cursed under his breath as he followed.

  Her heart raced as she wondered if they’d been found while she ducked behind the kitchen counter. It was the safest place she could think of that didn’t involve hiding in the bathroom.

  “I wished you’d listened to me.” Hugh slid in beside her before he ventured a look over the top of the counter. Cursing, Hugh glanced at her with a huge smile on his face.

  “What?”

  “Lover boy returns.”

  He stood and offered his hand. She was wary of him, but she let him pull her to her feet . . . and that was when she saw Mikhail. He was looking straight at her, his attention only on her.

  Tears threatened as she gasped and flew into his arms. He held her tightly against him and breathed deeply. Their hearts beat franticly together.

  “You’re my breath of fresh air, India.” He pulled away so that he could meet her gaze and cupping her face, he asked “Are you all right? I sent you with Hugh so quickly.”

  “I’m happy now that you’re here. I’ve worried.”

  “She’s paced a hole in the floor,” Hugh added. “What about Dimitri?”

  Mikhail kept an arm around her and faced his friend. “Dimitri has been beaten. My father had discovered that he was a distraction.” He ran his hands through his hair. “I left him with a vet that can be trusted. I figured they might check hospitals and doctors, so a vet is the next best thing and hopefully someone that won’t be looked at too closely. Dimitri has weapons just in case.” Mikhail sagged in exhaustion.

  She wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned her head against his shoulder and felt him settle.

  “It’s been a long, dangerous day and I think we all need to rest and then plan our next move because I don’t think my father will just let us run off together.” He kissed her forehead.

  “You already know what we’re going to do, right?” Hugh asked.

  Hugh stepped away and Mikhail tugged her back into his arms. “I’m not letting you go anywhere.” He smiled before looking at Hugh. “Yes, I know exactly what I’m going to do next, which we’ll talk about later.”

  Hugh gave a wry smile. “I’ll sleep on the other side of the cabin.” He shook his head and laughed. “Next time, I get the girl,” he shouted over his shoulder as he disappeared into a room down the hall.

  Mikhail hadn’t taken his eyes from her and the look he gave her said more than any words ever could. Her fingers twitched and she gave in to the need to slide them into his hair. His eyes heated with desire as she reached up on her tiptoes and softly met his lips with hers.

  He pressed gently against her and when she felt his tongue pushing for access, she moaned and wrapped herself around him. He moaned into her mouth as his steely hard erection pressed tightly between her legs, heightening her own arousal.

  Gasping for breath, he broke from their kiss and started moving along her neck to her earlobe, his breath hot against her. Her body tightened wanting more. Needing more.

  “I’ve dreamt of touching you more,” Mikhail whispered, trailing kisses back to her mouth. “Of lo
ving you.” He sealed his mouth over hers. “You’re meant to be with me, India. No one else. Me.”

  “Yes,” she agreed. Her one uttered word should tell him everything and when he met her gaze, his breath deep and heavy, his eyes showed her his possession. “Make love to me, Mikhail.”

  “God.” He dropped his forehead to hers. “I’m so hard right now that I’m afraid I’m going to finish in my jeans.”

  She rotated her hips against him and teased the beast.

  He shuddered in her arms and after a deep inhale, he carried her into the bedroom, slamming the door behind them.

  Chapter 12

  Mikhail’s idea of a quick shower hadn’t worked out as he’d planned. The plan had been to finish himself off so that he lasted longer than two seconds when he finally got India under him. Except, the woman in question was standing naked on the other side of the shower, her eyes fixated on the hand that he had wrapped around his throbbing cock. It pulsed with arousal as he took in the view of India without a stitch of clothing on.

  She nervously chewed on her bottom lip while her cheeks heated with a mixture of embarrassment at his open gaze, and arousal. Her dark pink nipples were hard nubs just waiting for his mouth. Her slim waist and curvy hips made his mouth water. When his eyes moved lower still, to the sight of her trimmed pussy, it caused his own release to rush forward.

  He snapped his eyes closed and squeezed tightly at the base of his dick to prevent a premature release. No way did he want to embarrass himself by coming all over his hand like a teenager while she watched.

  “You’re hard all over,” she whispered, her hands caressing over his chest.

  Peering at her through narrow lids, he watched her face and felt her hands moving lower and lower, until they detoured and caressed over his ass, which clenched hard.

  A groan escaped his lips but it soon turned to a gasp of surprise as she tugged his wrist, forcing him to let go of his cock before she rubbed her body against his.

  His body trembled while he fought for control in a battle that he was very quickly loosing.

  “I’ve never touched a man before.” Her light fingers trailed to his groin as he tried to breathe through the intense pleasure her touch aroused.

  “I’m going to be showing you my release again if you keep touching me.”

  She grinned, her eyes lighting with mirth. “I know what happens and I want to watch you.” Her fingers gently trailed over his cock, which bounced with need. “I read in a book that if I do this,” she wrapped her fingers around his rock hard girth, “and this,” she slowly moved her hand back and forth, “that you’ll come.” She gave him a shy smile. “I want to see if that’s true.”

  With a gargled laugh the air that he breathed got trapped in his lungs as she rubbed his balls. His legs weakened so he leaned against the wall for support and grunted in pleasure as he squirted his release all over her. She continued to stroke until he gently removed her hand, placing it into the spray of water.

  “It’s true.” She kissed his shoulder as he pulled her into his arms and held her close.

  “I usually pride myself on restraint, but with you,” he kissed her lips, “I don’t seem to have any.” He smiled and turning the shower off, he grabbed a couple of blue towels from the heated rack. “Quickly dry.”

  Within seconds, he tossed the towel to the floor and watched as the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen did the same.

  Her creamy white skin was without a blemish and his mouth watered with desire. He was going to be her first lover, and if he had his way, he’d also be her last. The possession he felt when he looked at her surprised him with its intensity. He’d known the minute his eyes had landed on her that she would be his. The connection had been instant and when they touched, he felt charged like never before.

  “You look like the big bad wolf,” she commented, her mouth tipped to one side with a secret smile.

  “Is that so?” He prowled closer and laughed when India’s eyes popped wide before she turned and hightailed it into the bedroom.

  “Mmm,” she mumbled and crawled up the bed before flipping over to her back.

  Without wasting more time, he crawled between her spread thighs. She arched when his hands slid along the smooth skin of her legs, up to her hips. He dipped his head and dropped a kiss into her naval, moving closer to the ripe mounds of her breasts. He cupped them in his hands and rubbed his thumbs over her nipples while he watched her eyes flutter closed.

  “Watch me,” he begged. “I want you to see my mouth on your body.”

  “Oh,” she panted. “It’s too much.” Her body rubbed against his and when he was snug against her pussy she moaned and rubbed herself on his cock. “Don’t stop.”

  “Not a chance.” He sucked a nipple into his mouth and prayed for strength.

  The feel of her untrained body wrapped around him drove him wild. His cock was hard as steel and throbbed to the beat of his heart. With one hand, he held her head in place for his kiss and with the other, he held her bottom to keep her in place as he thrusts between the wet lips of her pussy.

  “I feel,” she mumbled, trying to get closer. “God!” Throwing her head back, she moaned and reached above her head where she wrapped her fingers around the headboard. “My whole body feels on fire.” Her eyes met and held his. “Is that how you feel?”

  He offered a gargled laugh. “I feel so much, India.” He kissed her neck before he captured a nipple between his lips. He suckled before letting it drop from his mouth. “I’m so hard that I’m terrified of embarrassing myself before I even get inside of you.”

  She smiled so wide at his confession and one of her legs curled around his hip, which sent a shudder of pleasure throughout his system.

  “Then what are you waiting for?” she asked so damn innocently.

  “I need you wet. Very wet.” He pressed against her pussy and rotated his hips. Her eyes darkened so he admitted, “I need you to come for me.”

  “No, um.” She bit her lower lip. “I want my first time that we are truly free to do this with your . . . your, um.”

  “Dick, cock, hammer, rod, love stick,” he supplied, laughing.

  “Love stick, really?” She giggled. “I can do better than that.” Clearing her throat, she stretched and reached his ass. The feel of her hands and nails digging into his flesh had his balls pulled tight and his cock dripping.

  “I want your penis inside of me when I come. I want to feel you hard and strong as you love me, and then I want to flood you with my wet release.”

  Growling, he dropped his forehead against hers and panted, so close to blowing all over her stomach.

  “I’m ready for you Mikhail. I’m more ready than I’ve ever been. Make me a woman. Your woman.”

  “How the fuck can I refuse such a request?”

  “You can’t.” She reached between them and rubbed the wet tip. “Now Mikhail.”

  Rising higher, he ran his fingers through her wet arousal and moaned at the feel of heaven. He held his cock and rubbed through her wet lips before he hesitated at the entrance to paradise.

  Her eyes called to him and as he held her gaze, he slowly slid inside of her silken tight sheath. At the barrier, he slowly pulled back, sealed his lips over hers in a kiss so wet and carnal that his toes curled, and while she was distracted, he slammed the rest of the way inside.

  India gasped, clinging with her hands to his ass, which turned him on more than he’d thought possible. His lungs struggled for air as she writhed beneath him, the ripple of pleasure ran back and forth along his cock getting it ready to explode.

  His control had completely gone.

  Chapter 13

  Her senses and body were alive for the first time and India never wanted it to end. The feel of Mikhail buried so deeply inside of her that she didn’t know where he ended and she began, caused her body to break out in goose bumps. He didn’t move, allowing her body to get used to his rather large invasion and as the slight pain slowly subsi
ded, her core rippled around him. Mikhail felt it as his breaths became labored and he slowly retreated.

  He grasped her wrists, holding them above her head while his hips slowly undulated causing her pussy to flood with warmth.

  “Mmm. You like that,” he whispered against her lips. “You like the way I move inside of you.”

  “There’s a spot . . . oh . . . there.” Her words were incoherent as pleasure rolled through her and then when he pressed against that spot, grinding into her, her vision blurred. She clamped her thighs tightly around Mikhail’s hips and dug her heels into his ass as her body went taut.

  Pleasure like nothing she’d ever felt before rushed through her in wave upon wave of delicious heat. She gasped and shuddered and gripped so tightly to Mikhail’s dick that she was surprised that she didn’t cause him pain. Or did she?

  His lips were tight straight lines and the blackness of his gaze was unreadable, and then she felt him. He swelled inside of her, which she didn’t think was possible, and then she felt him jerk before she felt the warmth of his release as it splashed deep inside of her.

  Minutes later he collapsed on top of her, his face buried in the pillow at the side of her head. She stroked his back as though to soothe him, although she hesitated when she felt him shudder.

  Rolling to his side, he kept her wrapped in his arms with his flesh stayed buried between her legs.

  “You’re mine now,” he whispered, his arms tightening. “I can’t and won’t let you go. I hope that you’re okay with that, and if no, then tough luck princess.”

  She smiled against his chest. “I’m more than okay with that.”

  “Did I hurt you?”

  “No.”

  “Yeah, I did.”

  She giggled. “No, you really didn’t. I’m fine and feel so sleepy that I could sleep for a week.”

  “Then I’ll run you a bath first otherwise you’ll be sore when you wake,” he offered, placing a lingering kiss to the top of her head. “I still need time to catch my breath first. You wiped me out.”