Sasha Vasiliev

For RP purposes only

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sentencing @Ana

Sasha had spent the day running virtual meetings from office space loaned out to him by a local affiliate. It wasn’t fancy in the least but as long as he could connect to the outside world, he would manage. Nothing out of the ordinary was taking place in any of the corporations. He spent the time surfing on his phone as the meeting took place on a laptop in front of him. He was dressed the part though. Tailored shirt and slacks. He didn’t bother with a tie. His security team had rotated and two different faces were keeping him company. He’d gotten a text message from one of his brothers. They wanted to give him a heads up that his father was asking why he was in Bristol. He scratched at his beard and reminded himself to make an appointment for a haircut and a trim. Ana was at the prison with his lawyer. He’d had some interesting things to report in terms of Mackenzie’s problems.

He took the information provided and set some of his own less than legal colleagues looking into things. From the laptop, he caught the tail end of a conversation about a proposed project and gave his opinion. They always thought he wasn’t listening so they acted surprised when he spoke up. A message from his father came through text. He would be in Bath that evening and wanted to meet with him for dinner. He sighed and ignored it for now. He didn’t want to think about him. The meeting finished and he tended to his emails. Reports, notes and summaries. He mumbled under his breath and made notations then sent everything to his assistant at each corresponding company and asked for clarification by week’s ends. He checked his watch and was sure Ana should be done soon. He closed up the laptop and packed up his belongings. He thanked his host and left the building. It was a warehouse by the waterfront. Not much business took place there. Very little prying eyes.

He was in his car when he received a call from Peters. They’d be leaving the prison soon. He told him to hold tight there until he arrived. He would pick up Ana but he didn’t want her alone while she waited. He knew she wasn’t entirely alone. Not when he’d placed two men to keep watch over her. They mentioned it was a pretty easy detail as no one was following her or even remotely looking at her. His driver pulled into the prison parking lot and waited for her to come out. Another message came through. Apparently the IP address identified as creating the file error was literally bounced through dozens of servers and countries. The only thing they could get regarding point of true origin was that the end user was in Bristol. So someone within city limits was pulling the strings. He saw Ana exiting the building with the lawyer and he stepped out of the car.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana nervously waited next to Peters for Sasha to pick her up again. She couldn’t imagine how angry Mac was… more so scared. Her eyes fell deep into her sockets when Amelia’s name was mentioned. She started to bite at her nails. Ana knew there would have to be a big conversation on all of this later on. Sasha being here. Them… well fucking too hard then too less. Ana lost a bit of control, but she felt… lighter. Ana could feel in the moment. She wasn’t being bombarded by thoughts that didn’t need to pop up. They left the building once they finished signing out and Ana noticed Sasha’s car immediately. Peters said his parting ways and told Ana he would keep her updated. He had his own ride and deals to take care of the rest of the day. 

Sasha stepped from the car and Ana approached him. She didn’t hesitate to get close to him. Ana pressed her forehead against his chest. She could feel his large arms wrap around her for comfort. “She’s in there by mistake. Just a mistake…” Ana shook her head and licked her bottom lip. “Something feels… wrong about it. Impending almost.” She slowly pulled away and looked at him. Sasha had a habit of putting his hand on Ana’s cheek. He looked a mess. Bruises that she could see. Bruises that she had made. Ana took a slow breath in and decided to halt the conversation for later. 

She climbed into the car, buckled up and waited for Sasha to drive. Ana fell quiet. She didn’t know what to say. All the information sat in her head and swam around, but it was at least keeping her busy. She needed to recognize that Mac wasn’t there because she didn’t do something wrong. Mac was still a free woman. That was what mattered. She’d be safe and out of there in no time. Ana had lost herself in thought by the time Sasha pulled up to her apartment. She snapped out of it when the car had stopped and he touched her shoulder. “I’m… can we make coffee?” 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana walked right into him and his arms wrapped around her. He could feel her tension and he hated that. He wished Mackenzie could have walked right out with her. It would go a long way to ease her thoughts. She talked about it being a mistake. He nodded and kissed the top of her head. He didn’t think it was a mistake. Not from what his people had found out. This was deliberate in a very real sense. He touched her cheek as she pulled away and looked at him. He could see her eyes were romaing his bruises. They weren’t fading but at least the swelling had gone down. He’d caught her looking at him the past couple of days. A hint of sadness. She got into the car and he got in beside her. His driver was left standing by the car and he made a gesture to hop in with the security detail in the other car.

He drove back to her place. While he hadn’t been in Bristol long, he knew enough to find it without looking at the the GPS exactly. Her place was preprogrammed in thanks to the driver and it showed up as a little red dot on the small screen. She didn’t really talk on the way there. He didn’t pretend to know what it was like to visit a lover at a place like that. He’d never dated anyone who’d get in enough trouble to end up there. He knew Mackenzie’s past and knew her transgressions for the most part. He didn’t care. Even if Ana had done enough to end up in such a place he wouldn’t have cared. Good people did things sometimes out of necessity. That’s how he saw it. She seemed shaken by the visit. They arrived and she asked if they could make coffee. He nodded and turned off the vehicle. He followed her up to the apartment itself.

The dogs were getting somewhat used to him. Coby wasn’t exactly friendly but he had stopped giving him wary looks. He’d even sat near him once but Ana had explained it was more the pizza they’d had than him. Ruby was still not having any of him. She would get close enough for Ana to pet her when they walked through the door but regarded him like he was scary. He was ok with that. He wanted to know that she was at least protective of Ana even if she did seem skittish. He walked into the kitchen like he belonged and started prepping the coffeemaker. He’d had one of the boys make a supply run yesterday and there was better coffee in the cupboard now. He’d also added more food to the fridge under the excuse that he needed to eat. He watched as she hovered. “You ok?”

[anaglaringstare]

Walking into the apartment was another blur through Ana’s eyes. She didn’t say a word until they walked through the doors and Ruby greeted her. Ana spent a moment to scratch behind her ears and kiss her hello. Sasha proceeded through the hallway and entered the kitchen to make the coffee. Ana had full confidence he knew how to do so. She stood up and walked into the kitchen. Her mind was still foggy but she was focused, which was better than bouncing from one thought to the other. Sasha began filling the coffee maker and Ana’s senses filled with the rich aroma. “You ok?” He asked quietly and she messed with her hands as she leaned against the counter top.

“Not really.” She admitted, but he could see it on her face. Ana didn’t want to dig herself into holes anymore. She needed to be truthful not just for other people, but herself. “I don’t want her in there. That place isn’t… I don’t know. She shouldn’t be in there. She didn’t do anything wrong.” Ana could count the time it would take for her to be released, but she felt something was off. “I’m worried… about her. About other people messing with her or keeping her there. It feels like it’s inevitable. Something bad always happens. Always.” She shook her head and rubbed her hand along the side of her arm. Sasha closed the top of the coffee maker and let the pot start to brew. Ruby poked her head around the corner and kept her distance. She wasn’t a fan of a boy in the house.

“Your lawyer is good, but something’s completely fucked up about this case. She didn’t even have a file there. Nothing to report. She was just put there and not told why… because there was no why.” Ana ran her hand through her hair and stared at Sasha. He had his same old face on. Stern but comfortable. No worry lines or anything showing. “He told me not to look into who could’ve done this, which he’s right but what if it keeps happening? Things like this don’t just happen by accident.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She was being up front about how she felt. No dancing or preamble. He’d expected no less. He knew what she felt for Mackenzie and knew it was completely reciprocated. He nodded when she mentioned something bad always happened. It was the way of the world. He didn’t know if it was misfortune, the fates or devils but bad fell on people. He scratched at his beard again. Soon Ruby was looking at Ana but still not coming closer. “He is good yes. And no. It was not accident.” He pulled out mugs and set them on the counter. “He has to tell you not to look into it. You wouldn’t know how to or where to start. And it’s illegal.” He was looking at her. His fingers tugged at his beard and he wondered if she had a trimmer in the house. He could probably trim it himself and just let the barber make it neater. “He gave me the information.. you know this yes?” Peters may not have told her directly but she was intelligent and likely could have made the connection.

“I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” The apartment began to smell even better as the dark roast started to brew. “These.. people.. they do a lot with computers.. someone planted the information. They tried tracking down where it came from.. but the only tiny bit of information leftover was that it came from Bristol. The IP numbers.. some of them anyhow said so.” He shook his head. “Whoever did it is good. They called it a damn good job and having the signal bounce all over the world… then it disappeared. They can keep trying to see if a similar pattern emerges and try to live track it.. but there’s no guarantee they could find it. I told them to hold off but to not terminate the search yet.” He looked at her as he leaned into the counter.

“You say the word and they keep looking.” It would cost more than the attorney had but money wasn’t an issue. “If they look and can find this person.. what then?” He shrugged his shoulders. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.” He wanted to know how far Ana wanted to take this. “Again no guarantees they will find the person but they will keep searching if you want them to. But you need to know what will be done if we find them.”

[anaglaringstare]

“Gave you the information…” Ana repeated with a knit brow. “I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” Ana stared at him with wide eyes. She couldn’t believe it. There was definitely more to the story. It perked her curiosity, but mostly concern. IP numbers and a signal from Bristol. Ana felt her stomach flip and cramp up. “You say the word and they keep looking.” Ana took a deeper breath. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.”

No guarantees. He needed to know the next step. Ana had hunches and now it was all starting to click together. Who else knew computers this well? Who else would be out to get them like this? Torture. Not flat out. Not something Louie would do. Something Luke would think of, but not execute. “Oh my god.” Ana’s eyes drifted to the wall and she felt her skin tingle and her knuckles pulsate. Her jaw dropped open slightly and her hand ran through her hair again. Ana felt weak at the knees. It all made sense. All of it. She did this. You did this. “C-Connor.” She spoke and kept shaking her head. “Hux… Huxley. Connor Huxley.” Even his name made her hair stand on end.

What if she could have Sasha do something? Take him down a peg or two. Maybe rough him up enough so that he left them alone for good. “It was him… I think. I think it was him. He-He knows computers. He hates me… He fucking hates me. Enough to… well… enough to put Mackenzie somewhere I can’t go.” She felt her heart racing. Ana felt dizzy. She walked out of the kitchen and made her way to the couch. No coffee in hand. Ana kept shaking her head and staring at the floor. All she could remember was his smile as he walked away. That stupid smile.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He watched her reactions. She was understanding everything he spoke about. He imagined she knew more about computers than he did. He knew enough to operate them but past that, he didn’t care. It was a tool. It was intriguing to watch her. Her thoughts just below the surface. He saw it light up in her features. She knew who it was. She said the name and he made a note of it. She continued talking, getting paler. Sasha began to have an immediate dislike of this person. She walked away from him to the living room. Whoever this man was, he was trouble for Ana. He waited a moment then poured the two cups and carried them into the living room. He joined Ana on the couch. “Here.” He handed her the mug and sat back. He dug his phone out of his pocket and started typing. She hadn’t asked or even hinted at what she wanted. They didn’t have proof that he was behind it but Ana’s reaction was enough for him to want to know about him.

A quick message and his security was on it. He’d asked for information on the man. Everything they could find. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” He noted the look about her eyes. The slight tremor in her hands. He reached out and took one of her hands. He held it and moved a little closer. He brought it to his lips. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” He wouldn’t need much of a reason or a push. Not when he could feel her hand. See her. The way she’d been having Mackenzie away. Seeing her in pain as she’d been. It wasn’t an easy thing to stomach. Especially when he had it within his power to erase the problem.

He drank from his coffee and awaited an answer. His phone beeped once and he knew it to be email. He put his mug down so he needn’t let go of her hand. There was a brief rundown of publicly available information with a promise of a full background within the hour. The phone started ringing and he groaned. His father again. He shook his head and declined the call. “He does not give up. I swear.” He sent a text message which he knew his father would hate. He would not meet him for dinner as he already had plans. He put the phone down.

[anaglaringstare]

Her hand gripped around the warm mug but she didn’t drink just yet. Ana wasn’t exactly ready to do two things at once. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” It had to be him… who else would take the time to do this so intricately. The more she thought about it, the more she believed it was him. Her hand was taken, kissed, which led to Ana’s attention being drawn back. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” Even if Connor was an absolute nightmare, Ana didn’t know how to go about it. Connor was deeply rooted in a lot of stress in her life.

It took two seconds for Sasha to become annoyed with his phone. He muttered about someone and assumed it was a sibling or father. Ana knew she never had the urge to pull the trigger. Her father. Connor. Anyone that had brought her down further than the ground could pull her. It was too much power. So many people wanted to end something that hurt her. No one could just leave it be. She spoke, deciding on the first thing she could. “No.” Ana pulled her hands away and put them behind her neck. She massaged her thumbs into the skin and leaned back. “No.. I-I can’t do anything. It’s… I did this. It’s my fault.” Ana shook her head. “Remember when I called you? You picked me up from that holding room.. well I deserved to be there. I hurt him. He hurt me. It’s… it’s what happens and I stepped out of line.” Ana hated how general she was being with the subject, but it showed it was an uncaring venture.

“We’ll need to leave it.” Ana exhaled. She needed to explain further. “Mac will be out tomorrow. I’ll tell her then. Promise you’ll leave it alone? No more money involved in this.” His phone was buzzing with a message again. “Just answer it. It’s more important than this.” Ana excused herself and walked into her room. Shoes, socks off, then her shirt. Ana grabbed a black tank top instead and a pair of shorts.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She declined his offer. Releasing his hand she explained who the guy was. Sasha started understanding what she was now feeling. Guilt. But she said something that made him frown. He didn’t believe in stepping out of line. She wanted to leave it. He was thinking it over when his phone rang. She was dismissing it all with a wave of her hand. Dismissing him. It was a message and he looked at it. His father was unhappy. Seting the phone down, he rolled his eyes to the empty room as she’d gone to her bedroom. He picked up his cup and drank. His thoughts milling about what she’d told him. He remembered picking her up and the right state she’d been in then too. He finished his coffee and stood up. He walked over to the room and went inside. She was changing.

He admired her body even if it wasn’t the time and place. He thought about it and smiled. They were in the bedroom. He began unbuttoning his shirt. “If you’re undressing I am too.” He took off his shirt and started undoing his pants. “Mackenzie will be out tomorrow. It means I will head back to.. wherever..” He wasn’t planning on staying in England. It was stifling to him if he was by himself. She made it bearable. “I don’t know that I want to promise to leave things alone.. I don’t like how he makes you… react.” He was standing there in boxer briefs. Sasha moved to her. He put his hands on her hips. “And the next time you say.. something is more important.. I will walk out very upset.” He put his forehead against hers.

“Ana… you are important.. very important.. Mackenzie..she’s very important. I don’t like you saying you stepped out of line.. for anyone..that’s.. I don’t like it.” His hands moved to her arms and he rubbed them up and down. “I won’t ask.. not what happened with him.. if you want to tell me, I’d like to hear. But it is up to you.” He kissed her temple, her cheek. “I won’t do anything for now. But I am looking into him.” He put a finger under her chin and lifted it so he could look in her eyes. “Do you have clippers?”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana heard his voice and turned around. His fingers were at his buttons on his shirt. She watched them pop open as she pulled on her shorts. Ana suddenly felt very naked. Not enough layers were on her skin. “Mackenzie will be out tomorrow. It means I will head back to.. wherever..” Ana didn’t like the idea of it. “I don’t know that I want to promise to leave things alone.. I don’t like how he makes you… react.” Ana rubbed the side of her face. Even the mere mention of him made her want to leave the room. She felt his hands on her hips and his head on hers. Ana closed her eyes. Sasha said she was important. Mackenzie was important. “I won’t ask.. not what happened with him.. if you want to tell me, I’d like to hear. But it is up to you.” She felt two light kisses on her face.

She expected one on her lips, but instead he asked for clippers. Ana wasn’t sure what he meant. His hands went to his beard and she lifted her brow. “Well… sort of. Mackenzie shaves the back of her head sometimes when it’s long…” Ana stared at him, wondering what he would look like with a shorter beard. It had only grown longer since she first saw him. “In my bathroom. Bottom drawer.” Ana motioned toward the bathroom connected to their room. She wasn’t in the mood to help or see what it was all about. Ana dismissed the coffee, now she was dismissing him. She climbed in bed and hugged the pillow next to her. Sasha stepped toward the bathroom and closed the door.

Ana closed her eyes, hoping the sound of the clippers would keep her mind busy. She grew hot. Ana stripped herself of her clothes and rested on her stomach. Nothing was helping. The clippers stopped buzzing. Ana closed her eyes tightly and gripped onto the pillow under her. The door opened and she sighed under her breath. “I was getting used to that noise.” She grumbled and shifted her arms under the pillow. “I can’t get comfortable.” I can’t stop thinking about how guilty I am.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana didn’t offer to help, not that he had expected it. He was giving her a bit of space as he was taking some. The beard was bothering him but it could have waited. The look in her eyes anytime this man was brought up was causing a reaction in him. He went into the bathroom and shut the door. Sasha found the clippers and grabbed the small wastebin. He set it atop the sink and began working over it. He’d still have to clean up a bit but it would be minimal. His mind was on overdrive.

Every possible scenario as to why this man caused such feelings in Ana was playing out. He wasn’t a jilted lover. But from the look of him he could have forced himself on her. The picture in the email showed cold eyes. It was a work photo but it was still cold. As he slowly trimmed away his beard, he pushed the anger he felt aside. She’d wiped at her skin when he was brought up. A flash of what she’d looked like strapped to that bench in London. Terror. He was almost done. It wasn’t uneven so he was happy. He considered shaving it all off. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen his face. He put things away and rinsed his face. He lived in the city. He shook his head. He couldn’t leave Ana unprotected from this. He was to leave when Mackenzie returned and they would be left with a different wolf. One that would attack unprovoked. He knew Ana said she had hurt him but it wasn’t something he could understand. Even as the bruises and cut stared back at him, he couldn’t see her lashing out at someone without provocation. Whatever was done to her by this man, he couldn’t promise to leave it alone.

When he walked back into the bedroom he saw her clothes on the floor as she complained about the sound. He smiled and stripped himself free of his briefs. He climbed into bed behind her. “I’m sure there’s a vibrator we can use. Same noise.” He lay his body against hers. His cock already waking up. He kissed her shoulder, her neck. His hands slipping along her body. He could feel her thinking and knew it wasn’t pleasant. “Ana…” He whispered against her skin. His hands under her cupping her breasts, finding the piercings. “Sei hier.” Sasha pinched her nipples slowly as his hips pressed against her. His hardening cock rubbing her ass. He hadn’t expected to jump in bed when they got back from the prison. He’d thought they would talk more. But he knew she needed a different reassurance, a different comfort. One of his hands slipped down between her legs and caressed her lips. “Umdrehen.”

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha didn’t waste a moment getting in bed beside Ana. She wasn’t sure why she was surprised. His body was up against hers, just like they had woken up. Ana had to switch her mind off in these moments. She needed to know it was okay. Mackenzie would forgive her and understand. Ana understood it more now that things had gone off track. “Ana…” She swallowed and closed her eyes. His hands traveled along her body. “Yeah.” His hands found her chest. Ana took a deeper breath in. He pinched. He pushed. He asked her to be in the moment. Right here. Right now. Not overthinking. I was something she hadn’t necessarily been told. It was easier than she thought. Ana focused on the touch of his hands. He was awake. His inner lust and need pushing against her ass.

“Umdrehen.” She swallowed. Ana didn’t ask for this to happen, things fell in place yet again. No clothes caused an invitation. Ana turned just like he asked. The full beard was gone. Just a very short version across his face. Ana could see his features better. Her eyes stared at his. She felt his cock pressing up against her hip. His fingers still sliding between her lips and causing her to breathe a little heavier. Her hands found his chest and slid next to his arms. Ana was wet but she wasn’t willing to stick with foreplay for long. She reached between his legs and found his cock. Definitely hard. Growing harder in her hands. 

She slid him between her legs, just touching her entrance. He could push forward if he wished. “Я здесь.” Ana spoke softly next to his cheek. You’ve been brushing up on your Russian. Yes, shut up. “Why did you trim?” Ana asked breathlessly, feeling the wetness between her legs inch onto his cock. “Weniger Bär, mehr Wolf.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana faced him. His hand between her legs stayed there, touching, cupping. She looked at his face, his eyes. A smile was on his lips. It didn’t take much especially when he was near her. The anger he’d felt in the bathroom at the other man was pushed away into a corner. He would think about it later. But right this minute he only needed to concern himself with her. She touched him and he could swear ever his scars rose to meet her fingers. When she reached for him, he groaned. She was much more at ease with touching him. He would have happily pumped his hips as she held him but she had different thoughts. He was between her legs when she said the word in Russian. A warm flush to his body. She was coaxing him to her wetness. He chuckled when she said there was less bear. His hands moved. One to her hip, the other guiding himself into her. His hips pushed. Being sexually active made things easier for their bodies to fit without much resistance. She took him in slowly. He moaned as he pushed.

When he was fully inside, he took her hand and put it to his face. He no longer grimaced when she touched the bruise. “Ich bin immer Wolf.” He kissed her lips hard. Being in her had woken up his appetite. He knew his time in this bed was limited. The other owner would return and he would be set off to wander alone until she wanted him again. He didn’t mind it as long as there was an again at some point. He pulled out a bit and pushed back in. “I needed a change.. almost shaved it off.” He whispered against their kiss. His tongue flicking at her lips. His pelvis slowly building up a rhythm. From the living room, he could hear his phone still ringing. He tuned it out, knowing who it was. He turned them so she was lying on top of him.

“Möchtest du mich gern rasieren?” His hands moved to her hips, guiding her movements against his hard cock. “Willst du mich verletzen?” He asked only to let her know that it would be ok if she did. He knew she didn’t like the marks she’d left. Not these. These were her anger painted on his skin. What would she paint today if she stuck him? He knew he was likely a little unusual wanting to feel her emotions on his skin but he didn’t dwell. “Willst du von mir verletzt werden? He looked in her eyes, accepting whatever she might need.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana’s breathing hitched when he proceeded. “I needed a change.. almost shaved it off.” She swallowed and closed her eyes. Ana let his lips touch hers. She melted into the moment. Their small bubble. Ana wanted this with Mackenzie. She wondered if there was just too much history to get them here. She was willing to try anything. Ana let a shaken breath out. His hips slowly moved against hers. Ana’s leg lifted over his hip. He asked questions, but Ana wasn’t paying much attention. No, she wouldn’t shave him. He looked fine the way he was. No, she didn’t want to hurt him either. Ana felt calm in this state.

“Willst du von mir verletzt werden?“ She knew it was wrong. Jayden was screaming in her head at the mention of it. Hurt by him. Maybe she would forget about all the nonsense that fluttered around her head. Ana slid over his lap and splayed her fingers across his chest. She looked down at him, feeling unsure. He could see it in her eyes. Sasha was able to read her without any question. No words. She leaned closer to him and kissed his lips. The beard was gone, no padding along her cheeks. It felt softer and rough all at the same time. Ana moved her hips and breathed out against his lips. They were already back in the moment. Ana knew if they were together, they would never leave the house. She’d be bed ridden. Their movements felt like a constructed symphony.

Ana’s lips pulled away from his and she touched his jaw. “How wrong is it if you hurt me?” She swallowed. Asking in the most vulnerable sense. When did pain become something she needed to feel? It brought her back to the past every time. It broke her. It snapped her mind in two and she still craved it. “Ударь меня.” She spoke quietly and touched the bruise on his cheek. It was about all she knew in Russian at this point. Some words came to mind, but she wasn’t sure if she was expressing them right. This, she had studied. Ana felt uncomfortable forming the sentence, but she said it straight to his face. 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Their movements were driven by lust and comfort. She was looking at him. He pushed back the hair from her face. Fear. Not terror. A different fear. She kissed him and he let his hand down her back. Touching his way down her spine and back. That perfect tattoo on her shoulder. He could feel her breasts pressed against him. The warmth of them. Knowing that beads of sweat would soon form on the supple skin. He tasted her mouth. Longing. He would miss this. Small paintdrops of pure being in every kiss. She could be an obsession. He understood this. That in some way perhaps she was. He was sharing her lover’s bed. One that he would come into and leave from willingly as she needed.

Ana spoke. He shook his head. He didn’t think it wrong. She was an adult. She was making a choice. What to do, what to feel. He didn’t think choice was wrong. She spoke in his native tongue and it stoked the fire in him. The barest whisper of oxygen from her would do that. He could feel her breathing even as he continued moving in and out of her. Her fingers on his face, his bruise. Her bruise. The fear in her eyes wasn’t for him. It was for her, for what she wanted. He flipped them over without pulling out. With him on top, he had leverage. He lifted his hand and gently caressed her face. His eyes meeting hers. He pulled his hand back and slapped her. Not very hard. Just enough to sting. He wondered if she really understood what she wanted.

To be so open, so vulnerable. Sasha knew she felt guilt. She thinks it’s her fault that Mackenzie is in that darkness. But it wasn’t. They all made choices. Everything they did as adults led them here. The person seeking retribution merely chose now, not who. He likely had them in mind the moment their lives crossed. He closed his eyes a second as he shivered. When he opened them, they were harder. Not colder. Something between them had changed that in him. He couldn’t feel a disconnect from her no matter what. He started fucking her a bit harder. His hand came up again and he hit her once more. “Не неправильно.” He grunted as he worked himself in and out. “Du willst verletzt werden.” He said it louder with a thrust. “Es ist nicht falsch.” He growled it now. “Aber sag mir warum.” He looked in her eyes. Another slap. “Sag es laut.”

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha’s rough hand touched her face, without a second to breathe she was below him yet again. He caressed her cheek and stared into her dark eyes. Ana wasn’t ready for it, but the sharp sting hit her cheek without notice. She took a deep breath in and made herself recognize what was happening. He was doing as she asked. Ana couldn’t be surprised by that. She stared at him and took in a deep breath to keep calm. He had stopped fucking her, but had yet to move. “Sasha..” Ana spoke up and finally he moved. His hips pushed harder into hers and she grunted with each thrust. His hand slapped her cheek again. Ana dipped her head back into the mattress. Recognizing his words only slightly. Something about it being wrong or not being wrong. She assumed the latter. Sasha grunted even louder. 

Ana held onto his shoulders while her legs slid around his waist. “Du willst verletzt werden. Es ist nicht falsch.” Sasha’s voice turned into a low grumble. “Aber sag mir warum.” She stared at him, until he hit her face again. “Sag es laut.” Ana wasn’t focusing on the words. Just the raw pain between her legs and now her cheek. He was asking why… why it was okay to be hurt. She didn’t have the answer. Sasha was pushing into her even harder now. Ana gripped his shoulder and brought his face close to her. “Ich weiß es nicht.” She breathed against his jaw, able to let her teeth hang onto the skin with his newly trimmed face. What was he looking to hear? It made her feel better but also worse? It made her want to fight back? It made her feel like she deserved it?

The last thing she wanted to do was admit that to Sasha. No, it didn’t help her get off better or faster. It wasn’t about the pleasure or sex. Ana felt she had done wrong. She fucked up Mackenzie’s chances of never going back to jail. There she was, behind bars yet again. All your fault. It was more than possession that she craved from Sasha at the moment. She craved punishment. One that was unleashed without stopping. From the look on his face, he wanted to hurt her as much as she wanted to be hurt. It wasn’t about the person either. Sasha was kind and loving when he wasn’t in this position. She asked it of him. “Es tut mir Leid. Ich weiß es nicht.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana said she didn’t know. She bit into his jaw and he let himself feel the pain. The other day had been her letting go, letting herself give into anger. Letting her be free to feel. Today was about her wanting something else. Needing something else. He continued to fuck her. Waiting for an answer. She didn’t come up with one. Instead she apologized and said she didn’t know. He shut his eyes. “Lügner.” He said it with a bit of anger behind it. She knew why. She didn’t want to say it but she knew. He’d never come across someone like her. He could see her thoughts in her eyes. He said it again, then slipped out of her. For a moment he considered getting up, leaving the apartment. He didn’t want lies. He had enough of those in his everyday. He wanted honesty from her. Instead of leaving he got off her and pulled her to the edge of the bed roughly. Face down bent over the side of the bed he took her.

His hand came down on her ass. Harder than he’d hit her face but still not as hard as he could hit. His cock swelled inside her. Hard and slow. He wanted her to feel it. Not only him, his size, his force but the deliberateness of it all. He was taking her. She wanted to be hit, to be hurt. He slapped her ass again. “Lügner.” He said it again, louder. Sasha had no problem giving her everything she wanted and needed. But she’d been the one who said she didn’t want to take advantage of him. A different kind of friendship. He wanted her to answer him. His hand grabbed her by the hair as he bent over her. His mouth finding her neck and biting. He couldn’t, shouldn’t leave marks. Her lover would see. Her other lover. Did he care? He kissed and licked where he bit and fucked her a bit faster.

“Wissen Sie.” He spoke against her ear. His body pressing into hers. He could feel the sweat coating his body now. His desire, the act. It was burning him up. “Keine Lügen. Sag mir Ana.” He breathed her in and kissed her shoulder, licking the salty flesh. “Es ist nicht falsch.” He reached under her and groped her breast. Fingers digging in. “Es ist nicht falsch. Du gehörst zu mir. Sag mir Ana.“

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha saw right through her again. She knew there would be a punishment. Maybe it was what she needed to finally get the hint. Lying got her nowhere. He called her a liar. She could hear the anger in his voice. Sasha pulled away from her. She figured they’d be done. That wasn’t how he worked though. His hands found her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed and flipped her over. She shut her eyes tightly, knowing what was coming next. A hard slap on her ass. She barely felt his cock insider her again. Ana whimpered and gripped the sheets. Ana’s grunts came out sharply as he fucked her with more force. It was slow, but painful with each heavy thrust.

Liar. He slapped her again and she bit down on her arm. His teeth found her. His tongue too. Ana grunted more with each thrust. He went faster. Ana gripped even harder onto the sheets. Her forehead pressed against the bed more. “Keine Lügen. Sag mir Ana.” She whimpered again. His kisses ran along her shoulder. The juxtaposition of it all set her nerves on fire. His words spoke against her shoulder. His hands gripped her chest like he was taking it for himself. Ana grunted and tried to make herself say it. He moved faster, not giving her time to think about it. There was no need to think. Ana knew the answer. He knew she knew it too. His fingers tugged on her bars and she winced and hissed in pain. “I don’t know!” She called against the bed, feeling spit line her lips.

He didn’t hesitate. Ana felt a bite along her shoulder near her neck and she called out in pain yet again. “Fuck!” Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the sheets. Just say it. Just fucking say it. Ana was more stubborn than she knew. Saying it made it real. Saying proved how fucked up she was, no matter what Sasha said. Reality would see it as that way. A fucked up, useless, piece of shit. Just like he had always said.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana was still denying him the answer. She swore against the bed. There was a fury coiling inside him. He needed to keep it in check. He drove himself in as deep as he could and held himself there. He was giving himself a moment. He let go of her breast and put his hand in the middle of her back. His breathing was heavy. A drop of sweat fell from his brow on to her back. “Stop lying Ana.” He shook his head. She wanted to be hurt. Asked for it. He kept his hand on her back, holding her down, and pulled out. Stepping to the side, he landed a hard blow on her ass. Then another. “Du willst verletzt werden. Warum?” He said it with a growl. The slaps across her face would not bruise. They wouldn’t be noticeable in another hour.

The slaps against her ass would be a different story. No matter what she told Mackenzie, she wouldn’t be able to hide these. His hand print already marked on her skin. He slapped each cheek three times. As she yelped, he leaned over her. “Sag es.” He didn’t want to push her farther than she could handle. It had been a lot for her to process the past few days. But he also didn’t want to back off. He rubbed the red marks. It would cause some stinging but it would also make it feel better. He wasn’t being utterly altruistic here. If she didn’t answer, he would set about spanking her in earnest. “Ana.” He said her name. There was a piece of him that wanted to tell her it wasn’t her fault. What happened to her girlfriend was someone else’s choice. This was what it was about. She wanted to be punished.

“Why do you want to be hurt?” He tried saying it in English. He hoped she understood he would strike her until his hand hurt. If she wanted to be hurt, he would do it. She’d asked for it. They had an understanding didn’t they? Don’t ask for something if you can’t handle it. “Tell me. Sag mir. Dîtes-moi. Расскажи мне.” He kissed her shoulder again as he spoke.

[anaglaringstare]

“Stop lying Ana.” He was gone from her, just pressing down on her back instead. Two sharp slaps on her ass made her whimper and whine. Ana dug her teeth into her arm to keep from screaming. “Du willst verletzt werden. Warum?” Slap. Slap. Slap. Then three more. Ana listened to his words. Say it. Say it. She felt him stop… just a moment. He touched her ass and rubbed the sore skin. “Ana.” She sniffed and wiped the pained tears from her eyes. Ana took a slow breath in. “Why do you want to be hurt?” She swallowed again. Ana was physically trying to choke the words out of herself now. He told her to say it in more than one language. He kissed her shoulder and Ana inhaled sharply. Part of her wanted to blurt out everything. Part of her wanted to leave. Running was always easier, but hell would follow.

“I deserve it.” She sobbed out the words and gripped the sheets on the bed. Ana felt her hands shaking, preparing for more pain to settle on her skin. Her breath shook yet again. “I deserve it.” She said it like William would. Ana shut her eyes and winced a few more times at the memory. His hand hitting her just like Sasha had, but worse. Way worse. She remembered what it felt like to be hit with his wedding band on his finger. Sasha wasn’t touching her. Ana had assumed wrong. He wasn’t hitting her again… not yet. She slowly looked over her shoulder and eventually turned around to face him. Ana sat up on the edge of the bed, unable to feel her raw skin on her ass just yet.

“Je le mérite.” Ana closed her eyes and breathed out. She hadn’t realized the words slipped out in French either. He managed to get her to admit something she had held inside. Ana simply stated it was wrong, and that was it. Sasha wanted to know why. He pushed and she admitted it, just like he had planned. “Qu'est-ce que ça veut dire?” Ana hung her head, feeling defeated in her admission.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

When the words finally came out, he held his breath a second. He heard the emotion pouring out of her. Her entire body was on fire. Everything was coming out. She grimaced expecting something more. Maybe recalling a memory. He moved back. Sat on the edge waiting for her to feel it. To feel the weight of the words, the admission. She turned and looked at him. She said it in French and he started breathing. She sat there, spent in a different way. She looked small. Maybe lost. SHe asked him what it meant. He wanted to ask her if she was asking about admitting it or that she truly believed she deserved to be hurt. This went beyond bdsm to him. He reached out and he saw the flinch, but he didn’t stop. He touched her face. In one movement he scooped her up on to his lap and wrapped his arms around her.

“Cela signifie que vous êtes prêt pour la vérité.” He kissed her cheek. Then he tipped her face up to his and he placed a soft kiss on her lips. He kissed her again. His hand caressed her face. “La vérité c'est…” He didn’t have an easy answer. His cock still half hard pressed against her bottom and almost laughed. The body and the mind sometimes didn’t work things out at the same time. “Truth is you want to deserve it.. to deserve the hurt.. the pain.. the punishment..” He rubbed her back with his other hand. His thumb rubbing along her jaw. He kissed her again. “Cela signifie que vous n'étiez pas une victime.” He knew they were crossing into things that he probably shouldn’t be. “Who told you that you deserved it Ana?” He wasn’t a professional therapist but he knew enough about trauma and getting through it. He was beginning to think that he understood her more than even he realized.

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha touched her cheek and she nearly dodged before he made contact. His touch was gentle. Better than she had hoped against her cold skin. Sasha lifted her, setting Ana in his lap. Coddling her in his large set arms. Her eyes stayed closed. Ana didn’t want to see his eyes on her. She didn’t want to see disappointment or sorrow. He said she was ready for the truth, but Ana figured she knew it the whole time. It was hard to admit to herself than anyone else. Sasha’s soft lips touched hers. Ana pressed her cheek against his chest and tried to make herself comfortable. She felt like all her energy had been expended through her body. “Truth is you want to deserve it.. to deserve the hurt.. the pain.. the punishment..” She swallowed. His touches were gentle. It made her feel like she was floating. Nothing but the touch of his fingertips on her skin. Questions rose again, along with more touching and kisses. Ana felt frozen in his lap like a lost puppy that had been found.

Her eyes opened and she felt her pupils shrink with the small amount of light. Her index finger started to dig into her thumbnail bed. “William.” Ana felt her eye twitch. Her toes curled and her hands constricted to her palms instead. “You know him. You knew it already.” Ana rubbed the bridge of her nose and sighed quietly. She had fount herself getting more and more out of control with the newer information she learned. All the memories that were locked away had made more of an impact now than ever. “It’s like you already know all of it.” She looked at him a little longer. It wouldn’t be out of character for him to have looked into her story. If anyone knew her, cared, and saw the signs they would’ve figured it out a long time ago. No one said anything. No one bothered to give any shit about a young girl going through hell. Ana moved out of his lap and felt her stomach twisting as she reached for her panties and a tank top. Once the items were on her, she leaned her back against the wooden furniture.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana was accepting of his touch, his comfort. For that he was thankful. That she was experiencing this moment was difficult but he imagined it was no more difficult than whatever she’d endured before. Sasha saw her open her eyes. The darkness in them was unpleasant. She said the name. It wasn’t entirely surprising. Even saying his name was painful. He saw her body rect, felt it as she sat on his lap. He nodded. He did know her father. He was a vile human. He couldn’t let his own body react. As it was, his cock had gotten soft in light of the ideas in his head, what damage her own father had inflicted. SHe mentioned him knowing about it. He gave a small shake of his head. “I didn’t know for sure.. there are.. signs.” He didn’t elaborate. How could he tell her that her own body betrayed her. Not simply the addiction or the admittance that she didn’t like any man. There were moments his hands had touched her everywhere. Her wrist had been broken. There was a small dip in the bone. Nothing visibly noticeable. But it was there. He’d made inquiries but nothing detailed.

She got up from his lap and began to cover herself. He looked around for his briefs. She moved away from him. He understood it was protective even if they both knew he wasn’t a threat. He slipped on his briefs and sat on the bed. His eyes went to her. “There were.. medical files.. small accidents.” He went to tug at his beard and remembered he’d trimmed it. “It wasn’t.. I didn’t look not because I did not trust you but because I was..” He shrugged his shoulders. “Concerned.. Like I said.. there were signs.. I do not trust him. There were always.. whispers about him and younger women.. but it was whispers without proof.. things said by people who looked to hurt another behind their backs for business. The more I got to know you.. the more I understood..” He flattened his hands against his thighs. “I know it wasn’t right to look. And for that I am sorry. But I care.” He continued to look at her. “I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t. I..” He frowned. “Our pasts aren’t the same.. but we both know pain. Maybe that’s something I could see under it all.”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana had never considered it. Other women. Younger, naive, and vulnerable women. She felt sick to her stomach. Ana was sure the color had drained from her face. She no longer cared that Sasha had looked into her files. Ana would poke around if she had access. “…but it was whispers without proof.. things said by people who looked to hurt another behind their backs for business. The more I got to know you.. the more I understood..” Ana could feel her teeth chattering behind her lips. Mac was right. She was completely right. He was more than a monster. Ana hadn’t thought about anyone else. She believed that his target was only on her. How could she be so stupid? His voice was soft as he spoke, treading around her to make sure no mines were set to explode. They connected on a deeper level than Ana had thought. All of it was something she couldn’t comprehend at first. It made sense now. Ana ran her hand through her hair and kept her head hung. She couldn’t cover herself enough with her arms. Ana felt absolutely vulnerable.

“I didn’t know there were rumors  of other girls.” Her voice showed how uncomfortable she felt. Her skin turned grey at the thought of him taking advantage of another person. Ana closed her eyes and shook her head. “Are there names? Of.. Of the women… and when.. where?” She had multiple questions rising from the back of her throat. Ana wanted to know how long it had been going on. Since she left? More likely. She found herself pacing along the side of the bed while chewing on her thumb nail. Ana walked to her closet and grabbed a pair of jeans from the floor. She slid them on over her rear and reached for a belt. It’s insane. You’re insane. What are you doing right now? “I need to know who else he’s hurt, Sasha.” Ana ripped a tank top from a hanger and listened to it fall to the ground. Or what? You’re going to hunt them down for answers? Or hunt him down? You know what he does.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She was pale and he didn’t know whether to offer to get her water or not. He didn’t want to treat Ana like a wilting flower. She had made it this far. Not without stumbling for certain but she had strength in her. He’d seen it in her the first night he met her. It seemed like a different life ago. She wasn’t looking at him and he wished she would. But the truth could move you in different directions. When she spoke, Sasha could tell that she’d thought it was only her. He could understand that. It was such a personal affront, violation. Whether physical or sexual, the person suffering it didn’t always see beyond that moment. They had done something to provoke it somehow. Her next words struck him oddly. “Names?” He was trying to think what she wanted with that information. Her movements were anxious. She dressed even more. He considered grabbing more clothes but decided against it.

“What?” He blinked. She wanted names. He ran a hand through his hair. “Ana.. I don’t..” He didn’t have names to give her. He’d never looked into it. Not before her. Why would he? He knew that a better person may have but he’d told her he wasn’t always good. He tried to make sure his family was cleaner than before. There were drugs and other ventures but something he’d but drawn a line on was human trafficking. He’d made sure that part of their business was done. Maybe that caused him to forget about the possibility of truth in her father’s dealings. “I don’t have names.. All I heard were rumors.. I don’t..” He thought about it. His eyes narrowed as he thought about it. Could he find out? He might be able to find a name or two possibly. “I will have someone look into it Ana. But.. I can’t promise. I don’t know how well he covers himself.” He stood and grabbed a pair of jeans out of the bag in the floor. His bag. He would need to take that away. He put them on. “If he has someone now.. I’ll make inquiries. What do you.. Warum brauchst du das?”

[anaglaringstare]

Whatever Ana was trying to plan was already backfiring. Sasha didn’t know any names. He merely glanced at the suspicious nature. Ana didn’t know how to react. Part of her wanted to scream at him for not knowing. That was only the irrational part of her. “I don’t have names.. All I heard were rumors.. I don’t..” She stared at him waiting for the sentence to finish. He’d have someone look into it. Sasha pulled his jeans on next and Ana leaned her shoulder against the wall. She wasn’t settled down. She would’ve still paced had he given her proper answers. Ana couldn’t expect that from him. He wasn’t exactly a private investigator. She wondered what she could find out herself. Her mind jumped from one end to the next. “If he has someone now.. I’ll make inquiries. What do you.. Warum brauchst du das?” She rubbed her elbow with her fingers. 

“To help.” Part of it was true. Part of her wondered if she could actually have a legit case against him. Not for her, but for the other women he had hurt. For her mother too. Anyone that could be affected by him would be free. His life would be over, much like Ana’s had been. “If he’s hurting… if he’s hurt anyone else out there. They’re not alone. I don’t want them to feel alone.” Her body grew chills from the back of her neck to her hands. “Wouldn’t you want to know you’re not alone? What if they had evidence? Something to put him away.” All Ana had were her words. No evidence. Nothing that could really put him away. It would only make matters worse. Mac’s ideas were far more extreme. Legally, if she could get him taken down, then there would be some light at the end of the tunnel. 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Her answer of wanting to help was something. He just didn't think it was everything. But it didn't matter. If she wanted to help, he would do what he could to see that happen. She talked about others being alone. He could understand that now as an adult. Ana mentioned evidence and that was curious. She was thinking about getting him brought up before the courts for his trespasses. He didn't know much how that would work. He could likely find some sort of information on women, girls. At least he thought he could. He knew one person who might have more information but he was loathe to even bring it to her. He didn't think she would be interested in helping and would probably inform Ana's father they were looking into him. He was pretty sure she'd fucked the man at least once herself. BUt that was a different conversation he didn't want to think about. He would need to keep it all away from his sister. That brought his pool of resources down by a bit. He didn't know many who would do off-book investigations who would be loyal enough to him not to try and cash in. He was mulling this over and other thoughts came up.

"I can make some calls.. find out if there are names.. I can't be sure that the women would press charges Ana. I also can't be sure the police would be able to help." He stepped in front of her. He put his fingers under her chin and made her look at him. "It will depend on a lot of things.. when, where if anything happened. There might not be evidence. It would mean opening up wounds for some of the women. I'm good with going after him for anything and everything." He was making sure she was up for a fight. "Are you ready for that kind of fight?" He knew that her character would be questioned. If her father even got a scent that she was involved he would aim to hurt her credibility. He couldn't help but worry what kind of damage it might do to her. He'd given her his heart even if she wasn't completely sure about it. He'd follow her and stand by her side through anything. But she'd need to choose this fight. He couldn't do that for her. As for the other matter of who went after her and Mackenzie, he already knew he would be taking care of that for good.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sentencing @Ana

Sasha had spent the day running virtual meetings from office space loaned out to him by a local affiliate. It wasn’t fancy in the least but as long as he could connect to the outside world, he would manage. Nothing out of the ordinary was taking place in any of the corporations. He spent the time surfing on his phone as the meeting took place on a laptop in front of him. He was dressed the part though. Tailored shirt and slacks. He didn’t bother with a tie. His security team had rotated and two different faces were keeping him company. He’d gotten a text message from one of his brothers. They wanted to give him a heads up that his father was asking why he was in Bristol. He scratched at his beard and reminded himself to make an appointment for a haircut and a trim. Ana was at the prison with his lawyer. He’d had some interesting things to report in terms of Mackenzie’s problems.

He took the information provided and set some of his own less than legal colleagues looking into things. From the laptop, he caught the tail end of a conversation about a proposed project and gave his opinion. They always thought he wasn’t listening so they acted surprised when he spoke up. A message from his father came through text. He would be in Bath that evening and wanted to meet with him for dinner. He sighed and ignored it for now. He didn’t want to think about him. The meeting finished and he tended to his emails. Reports, notes and summaries. He mumbled under his breath and made notations then sent everything to his assistant at each corresponding company and asked for clarification by week’s ends. He checked his watch and was sure Ana should be done soon. He closed up the laptop and packed up his belongings. He thanked his host and left the building. It was a warehouse by the waterfront. Not much business took place there. Very little prying eyes.

He was in his car when he received a call from Peters. They’d be leaving the prison soon. He told him to hold tight there until he arrived. He would pick up Ana but he didn’t want her alone while she waited. He knew she wasn’t entirely alone. Not when he’d placed two men to keep watch over her. They mentioned it was a pretty easy detail as no one was following her or even remotely looking at her. His driver pulled into the prison parking lot and waited for her to come out. Another message came through. Apparently the IP address identified as creating the file error was literally bounced through dozens of servers and countries. The only thing they could get regarding point of true origin was that the end user was in Bristol. So someone within city limits was pulling the strings. He saw Ana exiting the building with the lawyer and he stepped out of the car.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana nervously waited next to Peters for Sasha to pick her up again. She couldn’t imagine how angry Mac was… more so scared. Her eyes fell deep into her sockets when Amelia’s name was mentioned. She started to bite at her nails. Ana knew there would have to be a big conversation on all of this later on. Sasha being here. Them… well fucking too hard then too less. Ana lost a bit of control, but she felt… lighter. Ana could feel in the moment. She wasn’t being bombarded by thoughts that didn’t need to pop up. They left the building once they finished signing out and Ana noticed Sasha’s car immediately. Peters said his parting ways and told Ana he would keep her updated. He had his own ride and deals to take care of the rest of the day. 

Sasha stepped from the car and Ana approached him. She didn’t hesitate to get close to him. Ana pressed her forehead against his chest. She could feel his large arms wrap around her for comfort. “She’s in there by mistake. Just a mistake…” Ana shook her head and licked her bottom lip. “Something feels… wrong about it. Impending almost.” She slowly pulled away and looked at him. Sasha had a habit of putting his hand on Ana’s cheek. He looked a mess. Bruises that she could see. Bruises that she had made. Ana took a slow breath in and decided to halt the conversation for later. 

She climbed into the car, buckled up and waited for Sasha to drive. Ana fell quiet. She didn’t know what to say. All the information sat in her head and swam around, but it was at least keeping her busy. She needed to recognize that Mac wasn’t there because she didn’t do something wrong. Mac was still a free woman. That was what mattered. She’d be safe and out of there in no time. Ana had lost herself in thought by the time Sasha pulled up to her apartment. She snapped out of it when the car had stopped and he touched her shoulder. “I’m… can we make coffee?” 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana walked right into him and his arms wrapped around her. He could feel her tension and he hated that. He wished Mackenzie could have walked right out with her. It would go a long way to ease her thoughts. She talked about it being a mistake. He nodded and kissed the top of her head. He didn’t think it was a mistake. Not from what his people had found out. This was deliberate in a very real sense. He touched her cheek as she pulled away and looked at him. He could see her eyes were romaing his bruises. They weren’t fading but at least the swelling had gone down. He’d caught her looking at him the past couple of days. A hint of sadness. She got into the car and he got in beside her. His driver was left standing by the car and he made a gesture to hop in with the security detail in the other car.

He drove back to her place. While he hadn’t been in Bristol long, he knew enough to find it without looking at the the GPS exactly. Her place was preprogrammed in thanks to the driver and it showed up as a little red dot on the small screen. She didn’t really talk on the way there. He didn’t pretend to know what it was like to visit a lover at a place like that. He’d never dated anyone who’d get in enough trouble to end up there. He knew Mackenzie’s past and knew her transgressions for the most part. He didn’t care. Even if Ana had done enough to end up in such a place he wouldn’t have cared. Good people did things sometimes out of necessity. That’s how he saw it. She seemed shaken by the visit. They arrived and she asked if they could make coffee. He nodded and turned off the vehicle. He followed her up to the apartment itself.

The dogs were getting somewhat used to him. Coby wasn’t exactly friendly but he had stopped giving him wary looks. He’d even sat near him once but Ana had explained it was more the pizza they’d had than him. Ruby was still not having any of him. She would get close enough for Ana to pet her when they walked through the door but regarded him like he was scary. He was ok with that. He wanted to know that she was at least protective of Ana even if she did seem skittish. He walked into the kitchen like he belonged and started prepping the coffeemaker. He’d had one of the boys make a supply run yesterday and there was better coffee in the cupboard now. He’d also added more food to the fridge under the excuse that he needed to eat. He watched as she hovered. “You ok?”

[anaglaringstare]

Walking into the apartment was another blur through Ana’s eyes. She didn’t say a word until they walked through the doors and Ruby greeted her. Ana spent a moment to scratch behind her ears and kiss her hello. Sasha proceeded through the hallway and entered the kitchen to make the coffee. Ana had full confidence he knew how to do so. She stood up and walked into the kitchen. Her mind was still foggy but she was focused, which was better than bouncing from one thought to the other. Sasha began filling the coffee maker and Ana’s senses filled with the rich aroma. “You ok?” He asked quietly and she messed with her hands as she leaned against the counter top.

“Not really.” She admitted, but he could see it on her face. Ana didn’t want to dig herself into holes anymore. She needed to be truthful not just for other people, but herself. “I don’t want her in there. That place isn’t… I don’t know. She shouldn’t be in there. She didn’t do anything wrong.” Ana could count the time it would take for her to be released, but she felt something was off. “I’m worried… about her. About other people messing with her or keeping her there. It feels like it’s inevitable. Something bad always happens. Always.” She shook her head and rubbed her hand along the side of her arm. Sasha closed the top of the coffee maker and let the pot start to brew. Ruby poked her head around the corner and kept her distance. She wasn’t a fan of a boy in the house.

“Your lawyer is good, but something’s completely fucked up about this case. She didn’t even have a file there. Nothing to report. She was just put there and not told why… because there was no why.” Ana ran her hand through her hair and stared at Sasha. He had his same old face on. Stern but comfortable. No worry lines or anything showing. “He told me not to look into who could’ve done this, which he’s right but what if it keeps happening? Things like this don’t just happen by accident.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She was being up front about how she felt. No dancing or preamble. He’d expected no less. He knew what she felt for Mackenzie and knew it was completely reciprocated. He nodded when she mentioned something bad always happened. It was the way of the world. He didn’t know if it was misfortune, the fates or devils but bad fell on people. He scratched at his beard again. Soon Ruby was looking at Ana but still not coming closer. “He is good yes. And no. It was not accident.” He pulled out mugs and set them on the counter. “He has to tell you not to look into it. You wouldn’t know how to or where to start. And it’s illegal.” He was looking at her. His fingers tugged at his beard and he wondered if she had a trimmer in the house. He could probably trim it himself and just let the barber make it neater. “He gave me the information.. you know this yes?” Peters may not have told her directly but she was intelligent and likely could have made the connection.

“I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” The apartment began to smell even better as the dark roast started to brew. “These.. people.. they do a lot with computers.. someone planted the information. They tried tracking down where it came from.. but the only tiny bit of information leftover was that it came from Bristol. The IP numbers.. some of them anyhow said so.” He shook his head. “Whoever did it is good. They called it a damn good job and having the signal bounce all over the world… then it disappeared. They can keep trying to see if a similar pattern emerges and try to live track it.. but there’s no guarantee they could find it. I told them to hold off but to not terminate the search yet.” He looked at her as he leaned into the counter.

“You say the word and they keep looking.” It would cost more than the attorney had but money wasn’t an issue. “If they look and can find this person.. what then?” He shrugged his shoulders. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.” He wanted to know how far Ana wanted to take this. “Again no guarantees they will find the person but they will keep searching if you want them to. But you need to know what will be done if we find them.”

[anaglaringstare]

“Gave you the information…” Ana repeated with a knit brow. “I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” Ana stared at him with wide eyes. She couldn’t believe it. There was definitely more to the story. It perked her curiosity, but mostly concern. IP numbers and a signal from Bristol. Ana felt her stomach flip and cramp up. “You say the word and they keep looking.” Ana took a deeper breath. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.”

No guarantees. He needed to know the next step. Ana had hunches and now it was all starting to click together. Who else knew computers this well? Who else would be out to get them like this? Torture. Not flat out. Not something Louie would do. Something Luke would think of, but not execute. “Oh my god.” Ana’s eyes drifted to the wall and she felt her skin tingle and her knuckles pulsate. Her jaw dropped open slightly and her hand ran through her hair again. Ana felt weak at the knees. It all made sense. All of it. She did this. You did this. “C-Connor.” She spoke and kept shaking her head. “Hux… Huxley. Connor Huxley.” Even his name made her hair stand on end.

What if she could have Sasha do something? Take him down a peg or two. Maybe rough him up enough so that he left them alone for good. “It was him… I think. I think it was him. He-He knows computers. He hates me… He fucking hates me. Enough to… well… enough to put Mackenzie somewhere I can’t go.” She felt her heart racing. Ana felt dizzy. She walked out of the kitchen and made her way to the couch. No coffee in hand. Ana kept shaking her head and staring at the floor. All she could remember was his smile as he walked away. That stupid smile.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He watched her reactions. She was understanding everything he spoke about. He imagined she knew more about computers than he did. He knew enough to operate them but past that, he didn’t care. It was a tool. It was intriguing to watch her. Her thoughts just below the surface. He saw it light up in her features. She knew who it was. She said the name and he made a note of it. She continued talking, getting paler. Sasha began to have an immediate dislike of this person. She walked away from him to the living room. Whoever this man was, he was trouble for Ana. He waited a moment then poured the two cups and carried them into the living room. He joined Ana on the couch. “Here.” He handed her the mug and sat back. He dug his phone out of his pocket and started typing. She hadn’t asked or even hinted at what she wanted. They didn’t have proof that he was behind it but Ana’s reaction was enough for him to want to know about him.

A quick message and his security was on it. He’d asked for information on the man. Everything they could find. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” He noted the look about her eyes. The slight tremor in her hands. He reached out and took one of her hands. He held it and moved a little closer. He brought it to his lips. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” He wouldn’t need much of a reason or a push. Not when he could feel her hand. See her. The way she’d been having Mackenzie away. Seeing her in pain as she’d been. It wasn’t an easy thing to stomach. Especially when he had it within his power to erase the problem.

He drank from his coffee and awaited an answer. His phone beeped once and he knew it to be email. He put his mug down so he needn’t let go of her hand. There was a brief rundown of publicly available information with a promise of a full background within the hour. The phone started ringing and he groaned. His father again. He shook his head and declined the call. “He does not give up. I swear.” He sent a text message which he knew his father would hate. He would not meet him for dinner as he already had plans. He put the phone down.

[anaglaringstare]

Her hand gripped around the warm mug but she didn’t drink just yet. Ana wasn’t exactly ready to do two things at once. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” It had to be him… who else would take the time to do this so intricately. The more she thought about it, the more she believed it was him. Her hand was taken, kissed, which led to Ana’s attention being drawn back. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” Even if Connor was an absolute nightmare, Ana didn’t know how to go about it. Connor was deeply rooted in a lot of stress in her life.

It took two seconds for Sasha to become annoyed with his phone. He muttered about someone and assumed it was a sibling or father. Ana knew she never had the urge to pull the trigger. Her father. Connor. Anyone that had brought her down further than the ground could pull her. It was too much power. So many people wanted to end something that hurt her. No one could just leave it be. She spoke, deciding on the first thing she could. “No.” Ana pulled her hands away and put them behind her neck. She massaged her thumbs into the skin and leaned back. “No.. I-I can’t do anything. It’s… I did this. It’s my fault.” Ana shook her head. “Remember when I called you? You picked me up from that holding room.. well I deserved to be there. I hurt him. He hurt me. It’s… it’s what happens and I stepped out of line.” Ana hated how general she was being with the subject, but it showed it was an uncaring venture.

“We’ll need to leave it.” Ana exhaled. She needed to explain further. “Mac will be out tomorrow. I’ll tell her then. Promise you’ll leave it alone? No more money involved in this.” His phone was buzzing with a message again. “Just answer it. It’s more important than this.” Ana excused herself and walked into her room. Shoes, socks off, then her shirt. Ana grabbed a black tank top instead and a pair of shorts.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She declined his offer. Releasing his hand she explained who the guy was. Sasha started understanding what she was now feeling. Guilt. But she said something that made him frown. He didn’t believe in stepping out of line. She wanted to leave it. He was thinking it over when his phone rang. She was dismissing it all with a wave of her hand. Dismissing him. It was a message and he looked at it. His father was unhappy. Seting the phone down, he rolled his eyes to the empty room as she’d gone to her bedroom. He picked up his cup and drank. His thoughts milling about what she’d told him. He remembered picking her up and the right state she’d been in then too. He finished his coffee and stood up. He walked over to the room and went inside. She was changing.

He admired her body even if it wasn’t the time and place. He thought about it and smiled. They were in the bedroom. He began unbuttoning his shirt. “If you’re undressing I am too.” He took off his shirt and started undoing his pants. “Mackenzie will be out tomorrow. It means I will head back to.. wherever..” He wasn’t planning on staying in England. It was stifling to him if he was by himself. She made it bearable. “I don’t know that I want to promise to leave things alone.. I don’t like how he makes you… react.” He was standing there in boxer briefs. Sasha moved to her. He put his hands on her hips. “And the next time you say.. something is more important.. I will walk out very upset.” He put his forehead against hers.

“Ana… you are important.. very important.. Mackenzie..she’s very important. I don’t like you saying you stepped out of line.. for anyone..that’s.. I don’t like it.” His hands moved to her arms and he rubbed them up and down. “I won’t ask.. not what happened with him.. if you want to tell me, I’d like to hear. But it is up to you.” He kissed her temple, her cheek. “I won’t do anything for now. But I am looking into him.” He put a finger under her chin and lifted it so he could look in her eyes. “Do you have clippers?”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana heard his voice and turned around. His fingers were at his buttons on his shirt. She watched them pop open as she pulled on her shorts. Ana suddenly felt very naked. Not enough layers were on her skin. “Mackenzie will be out tomorrow. It means I will head back to.. wherever..” Ana didn’t like the idea of it. “I don’t know that I want to promise to leave things alone.. I don’t like how he makes you… react.” Ana rubbed the side of her face. Even the mere mention of him made her want to leave the room. She felt his hands on her hips and his head on hers. Ana closed her eyes. Sasha said she was important. Mackenzie was important. “I won’t ask.. not what happened with him.. if you want to tell me, I’d like to hear. But it is up to you.” She felt two light kisses on her face.

She expected one on her lips, but instead he asked for clippers. Ana wasn’t sure what he meant. His hands went to his beard and she lifted her brow. “Well… sort of. Mackenzie shaves the back of her head sometimes when it’s long…” Ana stared at him, wondering what he would look like with a shorter beard. It had only grown longer since she first saw him. “In my bathroom. Bottom drawer.” Ana motioned toward the bathroom connected to their room. She wasn’t in the mood to help or see what it was all about. Ana dismissed the coffee, now she was dismissing him. She climbed in bed and hugged the pillow next to her. Sasha stepped toward the bathroom and closed the door.

Ana closed her eyes, hoping the sound of the clippers would keep her mind busy. She grew hot. Ana stripped herself of her clothes and rested on her stomach. Nothing was helping. The clippers stopped buzzing. Ana closed her eyes tightly and gripped onto the pillow under her. The door opened and she sighed under her breath. “I was getting used to that noise.” She grumbled and shifted her arms under the pillow. “I can’t get comfortable.” I can’t stop thinking about how guilty I am.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana didn’t offer to help, not that he had expected it. He was giving her a bit of space as he was taking some. The beard was bothering him but it could have waited. The look in her eyes anytime this man was brought up was causing a reaction in him. He went into the bathroom and shut the door. Sasha found the clippers and grabbed the small wastebin. He set it atop the sink and began working over it. He’d still have to clean up a bit but it would be minimal. His mind was on overdrive.

Every possible scenario as to why this man caused such feelings in Ana was playing out. He wasn’t a jilted lover. But from the look of him he could have forced himself on her. The picture in the email showed cold eyes. It was a work photo but it was still cold. As he slowly trimmed away his beard, he pushed the anger he felt aside. She’d wiped at her skin when he was brought up. A flash of what she’d looked like strapped to that bench in London. Terror. He was almost done. It wasn’t uneven so he was happy. He considered shaving it all off. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen his face. He put things away and rinsed his face. He lived in the city. He shook his head. He couldn’t leave Ana unprotected from this. He was to leave when Mackenzie returned and they would be left with a different wolf. One that would attack unprovoked. He knew Ana said she had hurt him but it wasn’t something he could understand. Even as the bruises and cut stared back at him, he couldn’t see her lashing out at someone without provocation. Whatever was done to her by this man, he couldn’t promise to leave it alone.

When he walked back into the bedroom he saw her clothes on the floor as she complained about the sound. He smiled and stripped himself free of his briefs. He climbed into bed behind her. “I’m sure there’s a vibrator we can use. Same noise.” He lay his body against hers. His cock already waking up. He kissed her shoulder, her neck. His hands slipping along her body. He could feel her thinking and knew it wasn’t pleasant. “Ana…” He whispered against her skin. His hands under her cupping her breasts, finding the piercings. “Sei hier.” Sasha pinched her nipples slowly as his hips pressed against her. His hardening cock rubbing her ass. He hadn’t expected to jump in bed when they got back from the prison. He’d thought they would talk more. But he knew she needed a different reassurance, a different comfort. One of his hands slipped down between her legs and caressed her lips. “Umdrehen.”

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha didn’t waste a moment getting in bed beside Ana. She wasn’t sure why she was surprised. His body was up against hers, just like they had woken up. Ana had to switch her mind off in these moments. She needed to know it was okay. Mackenzie would forgive her and understand. Ana understood it more now that things had gone off track. “Ana…” She swallowed and closed her eyes. His hands traveled along her body. “Yeah.” His hands found her chest. Ana took a deeper breath in. He pinched. He pushed. He asked her to be in the moment. Right here. Right now. Not overthinking. I was something she hadn’t necessarily been told. It was easier than she thought. Ana focused on the touch of his hands. He was awake. His inner lust and need pushing against her ass.

“Umdrehen.” She swallowed. Ana didn’t ask for this to happen, things fell in place yet again. No clothes caused an invitation. Ana turned just like he asked. The full beard was gone. Just a very short version across his face. Ana could see his features better. Her eyes stared at his. She felt his cock pressing up against her hip. His fingers still sliding between her lips and causing her to breathe a little heavier. Her hands found his chest and slid next to his arms. Ana was wet but she wasn’t willing to stick with foreplay for long. She reached between his legs and found his cock. Definitely hard. Growing harder in her hands. 

She slid him between her legs, just touching her entrance. He could push forward if he wished. “Я здесь.” Ana spoke softly next to his cheek. You’ve been brushing up on your Russian. Yes, shut up. “Why did you trim?” Ana asked breathlessly, feeling the wetness between her legs inch onto his cock. “Weniger Bär, mehr Wolf.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana faced him. His hand between her legs stayed there, touching, cupping. She looked at his face, his eyes. A smile was on his lips. It didn’t take much especially when he was near her. The anger he’d felt in the bathroom at the other man was pushed away into a corner. He would think about it later. But right this minute he only needed to concern himself with her. She touched him and he could swear ever his scars rose to meet her fingers. When she reached for him, he groaned. She was much more at ease with touching him. He would have happily pumped his hips as she held him but she had different thoughts. He was between her legs when she said the word in Russian. A warm flush to his body. She was coaxing him to her wetness. He chuckled when she said there was less bear. His hands moved. One to her hip, the other guiding himself into her. His hips pushed. Being sexually active made things easier for their bodies to fit without much resistance. She took him in slowly. He moaned as he pushed.

When he was fully inside, he took her hand and put it to his face. He no longer grimaced when she touched the bruise. “Ich bin immer Wolf.” He kissed her lips hard. Being in her had woken up his appetite. He knew his time in this bed was limited. The other owner would return and he would be set off to wander alone until she wanted him again. He didn’t mind it as long as there was an again at some point. He pulled out a bit and pushed back in. “I needed a change.. almost shaved it off.” He whispered against their kiss. His tongue flicking at her lips. His pelvis slowly building up a rhythm. From the living room, he could hear his phone still ringing. He tuned it out, knowing who it was. He turned them so she was lying on top of him.

“Möchtest du mich gern rasieren?” His hands moved to her hips, guiding her movements against his hard cock. “Willst du mich verletzen?” He asked only to let her know that it would be ok if she did. He knew she didn’t like the marks she’d left. Not these. These were her anger painted on his skin. What would she paint today if she stuck him? He knew he was likely a little unusual wanting to feel her emotions on his skin but he didn’t dwell. “Willst du von mir verletzt werden? He looked in her eyes, accepting whatever she might need.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana’s breathing hitched when he proceeded. “I needed a change.. almost shaved it off.” She swallowed and closed her eyes. Ana let his lips touch hers. She melted into the moment. Their small bubble. Ana wanted this with Mackenzie. She wondered if there was just too much history to get them here. She was willing to try anything. Ana let a shaken breath out. His hips slowly moved against hers. Ana’s leg lifted over his hip. He asked questions, but Ana wasn’t paying much attention. No, she wouldn’t shave him. He looked fine the way he was. No, she didn’t want to hurt him either. Ana felt calm in this state.

“Willst du von mir verletzt werden?“ She knew it was wrong. Jayden was screaming in her head at the mention of it. Hurt by him. Maybe she would forget about all the nonsense that fluttered around her head. Ana slid over his lap and splayed her fingers across his chest. She looked down at him, feeling unsure. He could see it in her eyes. Sasha was able to read her without any question. No words. She leaned closer to him and kissed his lips. The beard was gone, no padding along her cheeks. It felt softer and rough all at the same time. Ana moved her hips and breathed out against his lips. They were already back in the moment. Ana knew if they were together, they would never leave the house. She’d be bed ridden. Their movements felt like a constructed symphony.

Ana’s lips pulled away from his and she touched his jaw. “How wrong is it if you hurt me?” She swallowed. Asking in the most vulnerable sense. When did pain become something she needed to feel? It brought her back to the past every time. It broke her. It snapped her mind in two and she still craved it. “Ударь меня.” She spoke quietly and touched the bruise on his cheek. It was about all she knew in Russian at this point. Some words came to mind, but she wasn’t sure if she was expressing them right. This, she had studied. Ana felt uncomfortable forming the sentence, but she said it straight to his face. 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Their movements were driven by lust and comfort. She was looking at him. He pushed back the hair from her face. Fear. Not terror. A different fear. She kissed him and he let his hand down her back. Touching his way down her spine and back. That perfect tattoo on her shoulder. He could feel her breasts pressed against him. The warmth of them. Knowing that beads of sweat would soon form on the supple skin. He tasted her mouth. Longing. He would miss this. Small paintdrops of pure being in every kiss. She could be an obsession. He understood this. That in some way perhaps she was. He was sharing her lover’s bed. One that he would come into and leave from willingly as she needed.

Ana spoke. He shook his head. He didn’t think it wrong. She was an adult. She was making a choice. What to do, what to feel. He didn’t think choice was wrong. She spoke in his native tongue and it stoked the fire in him. The barest whisper of oxygen from her would do that. He could feel her breathing even as he continued moving in and out of her. Her fingers on his face, his bruise. Her bruise. The fear in her eyes wasn’t for him. It was for her, for what she wanted. He flipped them over without pulling out. With him on top, he had leverage. He lifted his hand and gently caressed her face. His eyes meeting hers. He pulled his hand back and slapped her. Not very hard. Just enough to sting. He wondered if she really understood what she wanted.

To be so open, so vulnerable. Sasha knew she felt guilt. She thinks it’s her fault that Mackenzie is in that darkness. But it wasn’t. They all made choices. Everything they did as adults led them here. The person seeking retribution merely chose now, not who. He likely had them in mind the moment their lives crossed. He closed his eyes a second as he shivered. When he opened them, they were harder. Not colder. Something between them had changed that in him. He couldn’t feel a disconnect from her no matter what. He started fucking her a bit harder. His hand came up again and he hit her once more. “Не неправильно.” He grunted as he worked himself in and out. “Du willst verletzt werden.” He said it louder with a thrust. “Es ist nicht falsch.” He growled it now. “Aber sag mir warum.” He looked in her eyes. Another slap. “Sag es laut.”

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha’s rough hand touched her face, without a second to breathe she was below him yet again. He caressed her cheek and stared into her dark eyes. Ana wasn’t ready for it, but the sharp sting hit her cheek without notice. She took a deep breath in and made herself recognize what was happening. He was doing as she asked. Ana couldn’t be surprised by that. She stared at him and took in a deep breath to keep calm. He had stopped fucking her, but had yet to move. “Sasha..” Ana spoke up and finally he moved. His hips pushed harder into hers and she grunted with each thrust. His hand slapped her cheek again. Ana dipped her head back into the mattress. Recognizing his words only slightly. Something about it being wrong or not being wrong. She assumed the latter. Sasha grunted even louder. 

Ana held onto his shoulders while her legs slid around his waist. “Du willst verletzt werden. Es ist nicht falsch.” Sasha’s voice turned into a low grumble. “Aber sag mir warum.” She stared at him, until he hit her face again. “Sag es laut.” Ana wasn’t focusing on the words. Just the raw pain between her legs and now her cheek. He was asking why… why it was okay to be hurt. She didn’t have the answer. Sasha was pushing into her even harder now. Ana gripped his shoulder and brought his face close to her. “Ich weiß es nicht.” She breathed against his jaw, able to let her teeth hang onto the skin with his newly trimmed face. What was he looking to hear? It made her feel better but also worse? It made her want to fight back? It made her feel like she deserved it?

The last thing she wanted to do was admit that to Sasha. No, it didn’t help her get off better or faster. It wasn’t about the pleasure or sex. Ana felt she had done wrong. She fucked up Mackenzie’s chances of never going back to jail. There she was, behind bars yet again. All your fault. It was more than possession that she craved from Sasha at the moment. She craved punishment. One that was unleashed without stopping. From the look on his face, he wanted to hurt her as much as she wanted to be hurt. It wasn’t about the person either. Sasha was kind and loving when he wasn’t in this position. She asked it of him. “Es tut mir Leid. Ich weiß es nicht.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana said she didn’t know. She bit into his jaw and he let himself feel the pain. The other day had been her letting go, letting herself give into anger. Letting her be free to feel. Today was about her wanting something else. Needing something else. He continued to fuck her. Waiting for an answer. She didn’t come up with one. Instead she apologized and said she didn’t know. He shut his eyes. “Lügner.” He said it with a bit of anger behind it. She knew why. She didn’t want to say it but she knew. He’d never come across someone like her. He could see her thoughts in her eyes. He said it again, then slipped out of her. For a moment he considered getting up, leaving the apartment. He didn’t want lies. He had enough of those in his everyday. He wanted honesty from her. Instead of leaving he got off her and pulled her to the edge of the bed roughly. Face down bent over the side of the bed he took her.

His hand came down on her ass. Harder than he’d hit her face but still not as hard as he could hit. His cock swelled inside her. Hard and slow. He wanted her to feel it. Not only him, his size, his force but the deliberateness of it all. He was taking her. She wanted to be hit, to be hurt. He slapped her ass again. “Lügner.” He said it again, louder. Sasha had no problem giving her everything she wanted and needed. But she’d been the one who said she didn’t want to take advantage of him. A different kind of friendship. He wanted her to answer him. His hand grabbed her by the hair as he bent over her. His mouth finding her neck and biting. He couldn’t, shouldn’t leave marks. Her lover would see. Her other lover. Did he care? He kissed and licked where he bit and fucked her a bit faster.

“Wissen Sie.” He spoke against her ear. His body pressing into hers. He could feel the sweat coating his body now. His desire, the act. It was burning him up. “Keine Lügen. Sag mir Ana.” He breathed her in and kissed her shoulder, licking the salty flesh. “Es ist nicht falsch.” He reached under her and groped her breast. Fingers digging in. “Es ist nicht falsch. Du gehörst zu mir. Sag mir Ana.“

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha saw right through her again. She knew there would be a punishment. Maybe it was what she needed to finally get the hint. Lying got her nowhere. He called her a liar. She could hear the anger in his voice. Sasha pulled away from her. She figured they’d be done. That wasn’t how he worked though. His hands found her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed and flipped her over. She shut her eyes tightly, knowing what was coming next. A hard slap on her ass. She barely felt his cock insider her again. Ana whimpered and gripped the sheets. Ana’s grunts came out sharply as he fucked her with more force. It was slow, but painful with each heavy thrust.

Liar. He slapped her again and she bit down on her arm. His teeth found her. His tongue too. Ana grunted more with each thrust. He went faster. Ana gripped even harder onto the sheets. Her forehead pressed against the bed more. “Keine Lügen. Sag mir Ana.” She whimpered again. His kisses ran along her shoulder. The juxtaposition of it all set her nerves on fire. His words spoke against her shoulder. His hands gripped her chest like he was taking it for himself. Ana grunted and tried to make herself say it. He moved faster, not giving her time to think about it. There was no need to think. Ana knew the answer. He knew she knew it too. His fingers tugged on her bars and she winced and hissed in pain. “I don’t know!” She called against the bed, feeling spit line her lips.

He didn’t hesitate. Ana felt a bite along her shoulder near her neck and she called out in pain yet again. “Fuck!” Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the sheets. Just say it. Just fucking say it. Ana was more stubborn than she knew. Saying it made it real. Saying proved how fucked up she was, no matter what Sasha said. Reality would see it as that way. A fucked up, useless, piece of shit. Just like he had always said.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana was still denying him the answer. She swore against the bed. There was a fury coiling inside him. He needed to keep it in check. He drove himself in as deep as he could and held himself there. He was giving himself a moment. He let go of her breast and put his hand in the middle of her back. His breathing was heavy. A drop of sweat fell from his brow on to her back. “Stop lying Ana.” He shook his head. She wanted to be hurt. Asked for it. He kept his hand on her back, holding her down, and pulled out. Stepping to the side, he landed a hard blow on her ass. Then another. “Du willst verletzt werden. Warum?” He said it with a growl. The slaps across her face would not bruise. They wouldn’t be noticeable in another hour.

The slaps against her ass would be a different story. No matter what she told Mackenzie, she wouldn’t be able to hide these. His hand print already marked on her skin. He slapped each cheek three times. As she yelped, he leaned over her. “Sag es.” He didn’t want to push her farther than she could handle. It had been a lot for her to process the past few days. But he also didn’t want to back off. He rubbed the red marks. It would cause some stinging but it would also make it feel better. He wasn’t being utterly altruistic here. If she didn’t answer, he would set about spanking her in earnest. “Ana.” He said her name. There was a piece of him that wanted to tell her it wasn’t her fault. What happened to her girlfriend was someone else’s choice. This was what it was about. She wanted to be punished.

“Why do you want to be hurt?” He tried saying it in English. He hoped she understood he would strike her until his hand hurt. If she wanted to be hurt, he would do it. She’d asked for it. They had an understanding didn’t they? Don’t ask for something if you can’t handle it. “Tell me. Sag mir. Dîtes-moi. Расскажи мне.” He kissed her shoulder again as he spoke.

[anaglaringstare]

“Stop lying Ana.” He was gone from her, just pressing down on her back instead. Two sharp slaps on her ass made her whimper and whine. Ana dug her teeth into her arm to keep from screaming. “Du willst verletzt werden. Warum?” Slap. Slap. Slap. Then three more. Ana listened to his words. Say it. Say it. She felt him stop… just a moment. He touched her ass and rubbed the sore skin. “Ana.” She sniffed and wiped the pained tears from her eyes. Ana took a slow breath in. “Why do you want to be hurt?” She swallowed again. Ana was physically trying to choke the words out of herself now. He told her to say it in more than one language. He kissed her shoulder and Ana inhaled sharply. Part of her wanted to blurt out everything. Part of her wanted to leave. Running was always easier, but hell would follow.

“I deserve it.” She sobbed out the words and gripped the sheets on the bed. Ana felt her hands shaking, preparing for more pain to settle on her skin. Her breath shook yet again. “I deserve it.” She said it like William would. Ana shut her eyes and winced a few more times at the memory. His hand hitting her just like Sasha had, but worse. Way worse. She remembered what it felt like to be hit with his wedding band on his finger. Sasha wasn’t touching her. Ana had assumed wrong. He wasn’t hitting her again… not yet. She slowly looked over her shoulder and eventually turned around to face him. Ana sat up on the edge of the bed, unable to feel her raw skin on her ass just yet.

“Je le mérite.” Ana closed her eyes and breathed out. She hadn’t realized the words slipped out in French either. He managed to get her to admit something she had held inside. Ana simply stated it was wrong, and that was it. Sasha wanted to know why. He pushed and she admitted it, just like he had planned. “Qu'est-ce que ça veut dire?” Ana hung her head, feeling defeated in her admission.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

When the words finally came out, he held his breath a second. He heard the emotion pouring out of her. Her entire body was on fire. Everything was coming out. She grimaced expecting something more. Maybe recalling a memory. He moved back. Sat on the edge waiting for her to feel it. To feel the weight of the words, the admission. She turned and looked at him. She said it in French and he started breathing. She sat there, spent in a different way. She looked small. Maybe lost. SHe asked him what it meant. He wanted to ask her if she was asking about admitting it or that she truly believed she deserved to be hurt. This went beyond bdsm to him. He reached out and he saw the flinch, but he didn’t stop. He touched her face. In one movement he scooped her up on to his lap and wrapped his arms around her.

“Cela signifie que vous êtes prêt pour la vérité.” He kissed her cheek. Then he tipped her face up to his and he placed a soft kiss on her lips. He kissed her again. His hand caressed her face. “La vérité c'est…” He didn’t have an easy answer. His cock still half hard pressed against her bottom and almost laughed. The body and the mind sometimes didn’t work things out at the same time. “Truth is you want to deserve it.. to deserve the hurt.. the pain.. the punishment..” He rubbed her back with his other hand. His thumb rubbing along her jaw. He kissed her again. “Cela signifie que vous n'étiez pas une victime.” He knew they were crossing into things that he probably shouldn’t be. “Who told you that you deserved it Ana?” He wasn’t a professional therapist but he knew enough about trauma and getting through it. He was beginning to think that he understood her more than even he realized.

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha touched her cheek and she nearly dodged before he made contact. His touch was gentle. Better than she had hoped against her cold skin. Sasha lifted her, setting Ana in his lap. Coddling her in his large set arms. Her eyes stayed closed. Ana didn’t want to see his eyes on her. She didn’t want to see disappointment or sorrow. He said she was ready for the truth, but Ana figured she knew it the whole time. It was hard to admit to herself than anyone else. Sasha’s soft lips touched hers. Ana pressed her cheek against his chest and tried to make herself comfortable. She felt like all her energy had been expended through her body. “Truth is you want to deserve it.. to deserve the hurt.. the pain.. the punishment..” She swallowed. His touches were gentle. It made her feel like she was floating. Nothing but the touch of his fingertips on her skin. Questions rose again, along with more touching and kisses. Ana felt frozen in his lap like a lost puppy that had been found.

Her eyes opened and she felt her pupils shrink with the small amount of light. Her index finger started to dig into her thumbnail bed. “William.” Ana felt her eye twitch. Her toes curled and her hands constricted to her palms instead. “You know him. You knew it already.” Ana rubbed the bridge of her nose and sighed quietly. She had fount herself getting more and more out of control with the newer information she learned. All the memories that were locked away had made more of an impact now than ever. “It’s like you already know all of it.” She looked at him a little longer. It wouldn’t be out of character for him to have looked into her story. If anyone knew her, cared, and saw the signs they would’ve figured it out a long time ago. No one said anything. No one bothered to give any shit about a young girl going through hell. Ana moved out of his lap and felt her stomach twisting as she reached for her panties and a tank top. Once the items were on her, she leaned her back against the wooden furniture.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana was accepting of his touch, his comfort. For that he was thankful. That she was experiencing this moment was difficult but he imagined it was no more difficult than whatever she’d endured before. Sasha saw her open her eyes. The darkness in them was unpleasant. She said the name. It wasn’t entirely surprising. Even saying his name was painful. He saw her body rect, felt it as she sat on his lap. He nodded. He did know her father. He was a vile human. He couldn’t let his own body react. As it was, his cock had gotten soft in light of the ideas in his head, what damage her own father had inflicted. SHe mentioned him knowing about it. He gave a small shake of his head. “I didn’t know for sure.. there are.. signs.” He didn’t elaborate. How could he tell her that her own body betrayed her. Not simply the addiction or the admittance that she didn’t like any man. There were moments his hands had touched her everywhere. Her wrist had been broken. There was a small dip in the bone. Nothing visibly noticeable. But it was there. He’d made inquiries but nothing detailed.

She got up from his lap and began to cover herself. He looked around for his briefs. She moved away from him. He understood it was protective even if they both knew he wasn’t a threat. He slipped on his briefs and sat on the bed. His eyes went to her. “There were.. medical files.. small accidents.” He went to tug at his beard and remembered he’d trimmed it. “It wasn’t.. I didn’t look not because I did not trust you but because I was..” He shrugged his shoulders. “Concerned.. Like I said.. there were signs.. I do not trust him. There were always.. whispers about him and younger women.. but it was whispers without proof.. things said by people who looked to hurt another behind their backs for business. The more I got to know you.. the more I understood..” He flattened his hands against his thighs. “I know it wasn’t right to look. And for that I am sorry. But I care.” He continued to look at her. “I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t. I..” He frowned. “Our pasts aren’t the same.. but we both know pain. Maybe that’s something I could see under it all.”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana had never considered it. Other women. Younger, naive, and vulnerable women. She felt sick to her stomach. Ana was sure the color had drained from her face. She no longer cared that Sasha had looked into her files. Ana would poke around if she had access. “…but it was whispers without proof.. things said by people who looked to hurt another behind their backs for business. The more I got to know you.. the more I understood..” Ana could feel her teeth chattering behind her lips. Mac was right. She was completely right. He was more than a monster. Ana hadn’t thought about anyone else. She believed that his target was only on her. How could she be so stupid? His voice was soft as he spoke, treading around her to make sure no mines were set to explode. They connected on a deeper level than Ana had thought. All of it was something she couldn’t comprehend at first. It made sense now. Ana ran her hand through her hair and kept her head hung. She couldn’t cover herself enough with her arms. Ana felt absolutely vulnerable.

“I didn’t know there were rumors  of other girls.” Her voice showed how uncomfortable she felt. Her skin turned grey at the thought of him taking advantage of another person. Ana closed her eyes and shook her head. “Are there names? Of.. Of the women… and when.. where?” She had multiple questions rising from the back of her throat. Ana wanted to know how long it had been going on. Since she left? More likely. She found herself pacing along the side of the bed while chewing on her thumb nail. Ana walked to her closet and grabbed a pair of jeans from the floor. She slid them on over her rear and reached for a belt. It’s insane. You’re insane. What are you doing right now? “I need to know who else he’s hurt, Sasha.” Ana ripped a tank top from a hanger and listened to it fall to the ground. Or what? You’re going to hunt them down for answers? Or hunt him down? You know what he does.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She was pale and he didn't know whether to offer to get her water or not. He didn't want to treat Ana like a wilting flower. She had made it this far. Not without stumbling for certain but she had strength in her. He'd seen it in her the first night he met her. It seemed like a different life ago. She wasn't looking at him and he wished she would. But the truth could move you in different directions. When she spoke, Sasha could tell that she'd thought it was only her. He could understand that. It was such a personal affront, violation. Whether physical or sexual, the person suffering it didn't always see beyond that moment. They had done something to provoke it somehow. Her next words struck him oddly. "Names?" He was trying to think what she wanted with that information. Her movements were anxious. She dressed even more. He considered grabbing more clothes but decided against it.

"What?" He blinked. She wanted names. He ran a hand through his hair. "Ana.. I don't.." He didn't have names to give her. He'd never looked into it. Not before her. Why would he? He knew that a better person may have but he'd told her he wasn't always good. He tried to make sure his family was cleaner than before. There were drugs and other ventures but something he'd but drawn a line on was human trafficking. He'd made sure that part of their business was done. Maybe that caused him to forget about the possibility of truth in her father's dealings. "I don't have names.. All I heard were rumors.. I don't.." He thought about it. His eyes narrowed as he thought about it. Could he find out? He might be able to find a name or two possibly. "I will have someone look into it Ana. But.. I can't promise. I don't know how well he covers himself." He stood and grabbed a pair of jeans out of the bag in the floor. His bag. He would need to take that away. He put them on. "If he has someone now.. I'll make inquiries. What do you.. Warum brauchst du das?"

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sentencing @Ana

Sasha had spent the day running virtual meetings from office space loaned out to him by a local affiliate. It wasn’t fancy in the least but as long as he could connect to the outside world, he would manage. Nothing out of the ordinary was taking place in any of the corporations. He spent the time surfing on his phone as the meeting took place on a laptop in front of him. He was dressed the part though. Tailored shirt and slacks. He didn’t bother with a tie. His security team had rotated and two different faces were keeping him company. He’d gotten a text message from one of his brothers. They wanted to give him a heads up that his father was asking why he was in Bristol. He scratched at his beard and reminded himself to make an appointment for a haircut and a trim. Ana was at the prison with his lawyer. He’d had some interesting things to report in terms of Mackenzie’s problems.

He took the information provided and set some of his own less than legal colleagues looking into things. From the laptop, he caught the tail end of a conversation about a proposed project and gave his opinion. They always thought he wasn’t listening so they acted surprised when he spoke up. A message from his father came through text. He would be in Bath that evening and wanted to meet with him for dinner. He sighed and ignored it for now. He didn’t want to think about him. The meeting finished and he tended to his emails. Reports, notes and summaries. He mumbled under his breath and made notations then sent everything to his assistant at each corresponding company and asked for clarification by week’s ends. He checked his watch and was sure Ana should be done soon. He closed up the laptop and packed up his belongings. He thanked his host and left the building. It was a warehouse by the waterfront. Not much business took place there. Very little prying eyes.

He was in his car when he received a call from Peters. They’d be leaving the prison soon. He told him to hold tight there until he arrived. He would pick up Ana but he didn’t want her alone while she waited. He knew she wasn’t entirely alone. Not when he’d placed two men to keep watch over her. They mentioned it was a pretty easy detail as no one was following her or even remotely looking at her. His driver pulled into the prison parking lot and waited for her to come out. Another message came through. Apparently the IP address identified as creating the file error was literally bounced through dozens of servers and countries. The only thing they could get regarding point of true origin was that the end user was in Bristol. So someone within city limits was pulling the strings. He saw Ana exiting the building with the lawyer and he stepped out of the car.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana nervously waited next to Peters for Sasha to pick her up again. She couldn’t imagine how angry Mac was… more so scared. Her eyes fell deep into her sockets when Amelia’s name was mentioned. She started to bite at her nails. Ana knew there would have to be a big conversation on all of this later on. Sasha being here. Them… well fucking too hard then too less. Ana lost a bit of control, but she felt… lighter. Ana could feel in the moment. She wasn’t being bombarded by thoughts that didn’t need to pop up. They left the building once they finished signing out and Ana noticed Sasha’s car immediately. Peters said his parting ways and told Ana he would keep her updated. He had his own ride and deals to take care of the rest of the day. 

Sasha stepped from the car and Ana approached him. She didn’t hesitate to get close to him. Ana pressed her forehead against his chest. She could feel his large arms wrap around her for comfort. “She’s in there by mistake. Just a mistake…” Ana shook her head and licked her bottom lip. “Something feels… wrong about it. Impending almost.” She slowly pulled away and looked at him. Sasha had a habit of putting his hand on Ana’s cheek. He looked a mess. Bruises that she could see. Bruises that she had made. Ana took a slow breath in and decided to halt the conversation for later. 

She climbed into the car, buckled up and waited for Sasha to drive. Ana fell quiet. She didn’t know what to say. All the information sat in her head and swam around, but it was at least keeping her busy. She needed to recognize that Mac wasn’t there because she didn’t do something wrong. Mac was still a free woman. That was what mattered. She’d be safe and out of there in no time. Ana had lost herself in thought by the time Sasha pulled up to her apartment. She snapped out of it when the car had stopped and he touched her shoulder. “I’m… can we make coffee?” 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana walked right into him and his arms wrapped around her. He could feel her tension and he hated that. He wished Mackenzie could have walked right out with her. It would go a long way to ease her thoughts. She talked about it being a mistake. He nodded and kissed the top of her head. He didn’t think it was a mistake. Not from what his people had found out. This was deliberate in a very real sense. He touched her cheek as she pulled away and looked at him. He could see her eyes were romaing his bruises. They weren’t fading but at least the swelling had gone down. He’d caught her looking at him the past couple of days. A hint of sadness. She got into the car and he got in beside her. His driver was left standing by the car and he made a gesture to hop in with the security detail in the other car.

He drove back to her place. While he hadn’t been in Bristol long, he knew enough to find it without looking at the the GPS exactly. Her place was preprogrammed in thanks to the driver and it showed up as a little red dot on the small screen. She didn’t really talk on the way there. He didn’t pretend to know what it was like to visit a lover at a place like that. He’d never dated anyone who’d get in enough trouble to end up there. He knew Mackenzie’s past and knew her transgressions for the most part. He didn’t care. Even if Ana had done enough to end up in such a place he wouldn’t have cared. Good people did things sometimes out of necessity. That’s how he saw it. She seemed shaken by the visit. They arrived and she asked if they could make coffee. He nodded and turned off the vehicle. He followed her up to the apartment itself.

The dogs were getting somewhat used to him. Coby wasn’t exactly friendly but he had stopped giving him wary looks. He’d even sat near him once but Ana had explained it was more the pizza they’d had than him. Ruby was still not having any of him. She would get close enough for Ana to pet her when they walked through the door but regarded him like he was scary. He was ok with that. He wanted to know that she was at least protective of Ana even if she did seem skittish. He walked into the kitchen like he belonged and started prepping the coffeemaker. He’d had one of the boys make a supply run yesterday and there was better coffee in the cupboard now. He’d also added more food to the fridge under the excuse that he needed to eat. He watched as she hovered. “You ok?”

[anaglaringstare]

Walking into the apartment was another blur through Ana’s eyes. She didn’t say a word until they walked through the doors and Ruby greeted her. Ana spent a moment to scratch behind her ears and kiss her hello. Sasha proceeded through the hallway and entered the kitchen to make the coffee. Ana had full confidence he knew how to do so. She stood up and walked into the kitchen. Her mind was still foggy but she was focused, which was better than bouncing from one thought to the other. Sasha began filling the coffee maker and Ana’s senses filled with the rich aroma. “You ok?” He asked quietly and she messed with her hands as she leaned against the counter top.

“Not really.” She admitted, but he could see it on her face. Ana didn’t want to dig herself into holes anymore. She needed to be truthful not just for other people, but herself. “I don’t want her in there. That place isn’t… I don’t know. She shouldn’t be in there. She didn’t do anything wrong.” Ana could count the time it would take for her to be released, but she felt something was off. “I’m worried… about her. About other people messing with her or keeping her there. It feels like it’s inevitable. Something bad always happens. Always.” She shook her head and rubbed her hand along the side of her arm. Sasha closed the top of the coffee maker and let the pot start to brew. Ruby poked her head around the corner and kept her distance. She wasn’t a fan of a boy in the house.

“Your lawyer is good, but something’s completely fucked up about this case. She didn’t even have a file there. Nothing to report. She was just put there and not told why… because there was no why.” Ana ran her hand through her hair and stared at Sasha. He had his same old face on. Stern but comfortable. No worry lines or anything showing. “He told me not to look into who could’ve done this, which he’s right but what if it keeps happening? Things like this don’t just happen by accident.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She was being up front about how she felt. No dancing or preamble. He’d expected no less. He knew what she felt for Mackenzie and knew it was completely reciprocated. He nodded when she mentioned something bad always happened. It was the way of the world. He didn’t know if it was misfortune, the fates or devils but bad fell on people. He scratched at his beard again. Soon Ruby was looking at Ana but still not coming closer. “He is good yes. And no. It was not accident.” He pulled out mugs and set them on the counter. “He has to tell you not to look into it. You wouldn’t know how to or where to start. And it’s illegal.” He was looking at her. His fingers tugged at his beard and he wondered if she had a trimmer in the house. He could probably trim it himself and just let the barber make it neater. “He gave me the information.. you know this yes?” Peters may not have told her directly but she was intelligent and likely could have made the connection.

“I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” The apartment began to smell even better as the dark roast started to brew. “These.. people.. they do a lot with computers.. someone planted the information. They tried tracking down where it came from.. but the only tiny bit of information leftover was that it came from Bristol. The IP numbers.. some of them anyhow said so.” He shook his head. “Whoever did it is good. They called it a damn good job and having the signal bounce all over the world… then it disappeared. They can keep trying to see if a similar pattern emerges and try to live track it.. but there’s no guarantee they could find it. I told them to hold off but to not terminate the search yet.” He looked at her as he leaned into the counter.

“You say the word and they keep looking.” It would cost more than the attorney had but money wasn’t an issue. “If they look and can find this person.. what then?” He shrugged his shoulders. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.” He wanted to know how far Ana wanted to take this. “Again no guarantees they will find the person but they will keep searching if you want them to. But you need to know what will be done if we find them.”

[anaglaringstare]

“Gave you the information…” Ana repeated with a knit brow. “I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” Ana stared at him with wide eyes. She couldn’t believe it. There was definitely more to the story. It perked her curiosity, but mostly concern. IP numbers and a signal from Bristol. Ana felt her stomach flip and cramp up. “You say the word and they keep looking.” Ana took a deeper breath. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.”

No guarantees. He needed to know the next step. Ana had hunches and now it was all starting to click together. Who else knew computers this well? Who else would be out to get them like this? Torture. Not flat out. Not something Louie would do. Something Luke would think of, but not execute. “Oh my god.” Ana’s eyes drifted to the wall and she felt her skin tingle and her knuckles pulsate. Her jaw dropped open slightly and her hand ran through her hair again. Ana felt weak at the knees. It all made sense. All of it. She did this. You did this. “C-Connor.” She spoke and kept shaking her head. “Hux… Huxley. Connor Huxley.” Even his name made her hair stand on end.

What if she could have Sasha do something? Take him down a peg or two. Maybe rough him up enough so that he left them alone for good. “It was him… I think. I think it was him. He-He knows computers. He hates me… He fucking hates me. Enough to… well… enough to put Mackenzie somewhere I can’t go.” She felt her heart racing. Ana felt dizzy. She walked out of the kitchen and made her way to the couch. No coffee in hand. Ana kept shaking her head and staring at the floor. All she could remember was his smile as he walked away. That stupid smile.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He watched her reactions. She was understanding everything he spoke about. He imagined she knew more about computers than he did. He knew enough to operate them but past that, he didn’t care. It was a tool. It was intriguing to watch her. Her thoughts just below the surface. He saw it light up in her features. She knew who it was. She said the name and he made a note of it. She continued talking, getting paler. Sasha began to have an immediate dislike of this person. She walked away from him to the living room. Whoever this man was, he was trouble for Ana. He waited a moment then poured the two cups and carried them into the living room. He joined Ana on the couch. “Here.” He handed her the mug and sat back. He dug his phone out of his pocket and started typing. She hadn’t asked or even hinted at what she wanted. They didn’t have proof that he was behind it but Ana’s reaction was enough for him to want to know about him.

A quick message and his security was on it. He’d asked for information on the man. Everything they could find. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” He noted the look about her eyes. The slight tremor in her hands. He reached out and took one of her hands. He held it and moved a little closer. He brought it to his lips. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” He wouldn’t need much of a reason or a push. Not when he could feel her hand. See her. The way she’d been having Mackenzie away. Seeing her in pain as she’d been. It wasn’t an easy thing to stomach. Especially when he had it within his power to erase the problem.

He drank from his coffee and awaited an answer. His phone beeped once and he knew it to be email. He put his mug down so he needn’t let go of her hand. There was a brief rundown of publicly available information with a promise of a full background within the hour. The phone started ringing and he groaned. His father again. He shook his head and declined the call. “He does not give up. I swear.” He sent a text message which he knew his father would hate. He would not meet him for dinner as he already had plans. He put the phone down.

[anaglaringstare]

Her hand gripped around the warm mug but she didn’t drink just yet. Ana wasn’t exactly ready to do two things at once. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” It had to be him… who else would take the time to do this so intricately. The more she thought about it, the more she believed it was him. Her hand was taken, kissed, which led to Ana’s attention being drawn back. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” Even if Connor was an absolute nightmare, Ana didn’t know how to go about it. Connor was deeply rooted in a lot of stress in her life.

It took two seconds for Sasha to become annoyed with his phone. He muttered about someone and assumed it was a sibling or father. Ana knew she never had the urge to pull the trigger. Her father. Connor. Anyone that had brought her down further than the ground could pull her. It was too much power. So many people wanted to end something that hurt her. No one could just leave it be. She spoke, deciding on the first thing she could. “No.” Ana pulled her hands away and put them behind her neck. She massaged her thumbs into the skin and leaned back. “No.. I-I can’t do anything. It’s… I did this. It’s my fault.” Ana shook her head. “Remember when I called you? You picked me up from that holding room.. well I deserved to be there. I hurt him. He hurt me. It’s… it’s what happens and I stepped out of line.” Ana hated how general she was being with the subject, but it showed it was an uncaring venture.

“We’ll need to leave it.” Ana exhaled. She needed to explain further. “Mac will be out tomorrow. I’ll tell her then. Promise you’ll leave it alone? No more money involved in this.” His phone was buzzing with a message again. “Just answer it. It’s more important than this.” Ana excused herself and walked into her room. Shoes, socks off, then her shirt. Ana grabbed a black tank top instead and a pair of shorts.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She declined his offer. Releasing his hand she explained who the guy was. Sasha started understanding what she was now feeling. Guilt. But she said something that made him frown. He didn’t believe in stepping out of line. She wanted to leave it. He was thinking it over when his phone rang. She was dismissing it all with a wave of her hand. Dismissing him. It was a message and he looked at it. His father was unhappy. Seting the phone down, he rolled his eyes to the empty room as she’d gone to her bedroom. He picked up his cup and drank. His thoughts milling about what she’d told him. He remembered picking her up and the right state she’d been in then too. He finished his coffee and stood up. He walked over to the room and went inside. She was changing.

He admired her body even if it wasn’t the time and place. He thought about it and smiled. They were in the bedroom. He began unbuttoning his shirt. “If you’re undressing I am too.” He took off his shirt and started undoing his pants. “Mackenzie will be out tomorrow. It means I will head back to.. wherever..” He wasn’t planning on staying in England. It was stifling to him if he was by himself. She made it bearable. “I don’t know that I want to promise to leave things alone.. I don’t like how he makes you… react.” He was standing there in boxer briefs. Sasha moved to her. He put his hands on her hips. “And the next time you say.. something is more important.. I will walk out very upset.” He put his forehead against hers.

“Ana… you are important.. very important.. Mackenzie..she’s very important. I don’t like you saying you stepped out of line.. for anyone..that’s.. I don’t like it.” His hands moved to her arms and he rubbed them up and down. “I won’t ask.. not what happened with him.. if you want to tell me, I’d like to hear. But it is up to you.” He kissed her temple, her cheek. “I won’t do anything for now. But I am looking into him.” He put a finger under her chin and lifted it so he could look in her eyes. “Do you have clippers?”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana heard his voice and turned around. His fingers were at his buttons on his shirt. She watched them pop open as she pulled on her shorts. Ana suddenly felt very naked. Not enough layers were on her skin. “Mackenzie will be out tomorrow. It means I will head back to.. wherever..” Ana didn’t like the idea of it. “I don’t know that I want to promise to leave things alone.. I don’t like how he makes you… react.” Ana rubbed the side of her face. Even the mere mention of him made her want to leave the room. She felt his hands on her hips and his head on hers. Ana closed her eyes. Sasha said she was important. Mackenzie was important. “I won’t ask.. not what happened with him.. if you want to tell me, I’d like to hear. But it is up to you.” She felt two light kisses on her face.

She expected one on her lips, but instead he asked for clippers. Ana wasn’t sure what he meant. His hands went to his beard and she lifted her brow. “Well… sort of. Mackenzie shaves the back of her head sometimes when it’s long…” Ana stared at him, wondering what he would look like with a shorter beard. It had only grown longer since she first saw him. “In my bathroom. Bottom drawer.” Ana motioned toward the bathroom connected to their room. She wasn’t in the mood to help or see what it was all about. Ana dismissed the coffee, now she was dismissing him. She climbed in bed and hugged the pillow next to her. Sasha stepped toward the bathroom and closed the door.

Ana closed her eyes, hoping the sound of the clippers would keep her mind busy. She grew hot. Ana stripped herself of her clothes and rested on her stomach. Nothing was helping. The clippers stopped buzzing. Ana closed her eyes tightly and gripped onto the pillow under her. The door opened and she sighed under her breath. “I was getting used to that noise.” She grumbled and shifted her arms under the pillow. “I can’t get comfortable.” I can’t stop thinking about how guilty I am.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana didn’t offer to help, not that he had expected it. He was giving her a bit of space as he was taking some. The beard was bothering him but it could have waited. The look in her eyes anytime this man was brought up was causing a reaction in him. He went into the bathroom and shut the door. Sasha found the clippers and grabbed the small wastebin. He set it atop the sink and began working over it. He’d still have to clean up a bit but it would be minimal. His mind was on overdrive.

Every possible scenario as to why this man caused such feelings in Ana was playing out. He wasn’t a jilted lover. But from the look of him he could have forced himself on her. The picture in the email showed cold eyes. It was a work photo but it was still cold. As he slowly trimmed away his beard, he pushed the anger he felt aside. She’d wiped at her skin when he was brought up. A flash of what she’d looked like strapped to that bench in London. Terror. He was almost done. It wasn’t uneven so he was happy. He considered shaving it all off. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen his face. He put things away and rinsed his face. He lived in the city. He shook his head. He couldn’t leave Ana unprotected from this. He was to leave when Mackenzie returned and they would be left with a different wolf. One that would attack unprovoked. He knew Ana said she had hurt him but it wasn’t something he could understand. Even as the bruises and cut stared back at him, he couldn’t see her lashing out at someone without provocation. Whatever was done to her by this man, he couldn’t promise to leave it alone.

When he walked back into the bedroom he saw her clothes on the floor as she complained about the sound. He smiled and stripped himself free of his briefs. He climbed into bed behind her. “I’m sure there’s a vibrator we can use. Same noise.” He lay his body against hers. His cock already waking up. He kissed her shoulder, her neck. His hands slipping along her body. He could feel her thinking and knew it wasn’t pleasant. “Ana…” He whispered against her skin. His hands under her cupping her breasts, finding the piercings. “Sei hier.” Sasha pinched her nipples slowly as his hips pressed against her. His hardening cock rubbing her ass. He hadn’t expected to jump in bed when they got back from the prison. He’d thought they would talk more. But he knew she needed a different reassurance, a different comfort. One of his hands slipped down between her legs and caressed her lips. “Umdrehen.”

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha didn’t waste a moment getting in bed beside Ana. She wasn’t sure why she was surprised. His body was up against hers, just like they had woken up. Ana had to switch her mind off in these moments. She needed to know it was okay. Mackenzie would forgive her and understand. Ana understood it more now that things had gone off track. “Ana…” She swallowed and closed her eyes. His hands traveled along her body. “Yeah.” His hands found her chest. Ana took a deeper breath in. He pinched. He pushed. He asked her to be in the moment. Right here. Right now. Not overthinking. I was something she hadn’t necessarily been told. It was easier than she thought. Ana focused on the touch of his hands. He was awake. His inner lust and need pushing against her ass.

“Umdrehen.” She swallowed. Ana didn’t ask for this to happen, things fell in place yet again. No clothes caused an invitation. Ana turned just like he asked. The full beard was gone. Just a very short version across his face. Ana could see his features better. Her eyes stared at his. She felt his cock pressing up against her hip. His fingers still sliding between her lips and causing her to breathe a little heavier. Her hands found his chest and slid next to his arms. Ana was wet but she wasn’t willing to stick with foreplay for long. She reached between his legs and found his cock. Definitely hard. Growing harder in her hands. 

She slid him between her legs, just touching her entrance. He could push forward if he wished. “Я здесь.” Ana spoke softly next to his cheek. You’ve been brushing up on your Russian. Yes, shut up. “Why did you trim?” Ana asked breathlessly, feeling the wetness between her legs inch onto his cock. “Weniger Bär, mehr Wolf.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana faced him. His hand between her legs stayed there, touching, cupping. She looked at his face, his eyes. A smile was on his lips. It didn’t take much especially when he was near her. The anger he’d felt in the bathroom at the other man was pushed away into a corner. He would think about it later. But right this minute he only needed to concern himself with her. She touched him and he could swear ever his scars rose to meet her fingers. When she reached for him, he groaned. She was much more at ease with touching him. He would have happily pumped his hips as she held him but she had different thoughts. He was between her legs when she said the word in Russian. A warm flush to his body. She was coaxing him to her wetness. He chuckled when she said there was less bear. His hands moved. One to her hip, the other guiding himself into her. His hips pushed. Being sexually active made things easier for their bodies to fit without much resistance. She took him in slowly. He moaned as he pushed.

When he was fully inside, he took her hand and put it to his face. He no longer grimaced when she touched the bruise. “Ich bin immer Wolf.” He kissed her lips hard. Being in her had woken up his appetite. He knew his time in this bed was limited. The other owner would return and he would be set off to wander alone until she wanted him again. He didn’t mind it as long as there was an again at some point. He pulled out a bit and pushed back in. “I needed a change.. almost shaved it off.” He whispered against their kiss. His tongue flicking at her lips. His pelvis slowly building up a rhythm. From the living room, he could hear his phone still ringing. He tuned it out, knowing who it was. He turned them so she was lying on top of him.

“Möchtest du mich gern rasieren?” His hands moved to her hips, guiding her movements against his hard cock. “Willst du mich verletzen?” He asked only to let her know that it would be ok if she did. He knew she didn’t like the marks she’d left. Not these. These were her anger painted on his skin. What would she paint today if she stuck him? He knew he was likely a little unusual wanting to feel her emotions on his skin but he didn’t dwell. “Willst du von mir verletzt werden? He looked in her eyes, accepting whatever she might need.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana’s breathing hitched when he proceeded. “I needed a change.. almost shaved it off.” She swallowed and closed her eyes. Ana let his lips touch hers. She melted into the moment. Their small bubble. Ana wanted this with Mackenzie. She wondered if there was just too much history to get them here. She was willing to try anything. Ana let a shaken breath out. His hips slowly moved against hers. Ana’s leg lifted over his hip. He asked questions, but Ana wasn’t paying much attention. No, she wouldn’t shave him. He looked fine the way he was. No, she didn’t want to hurt him either. Ana felt calm in this state.

“Willst du von mir verletzt werden?“ She knew it was wrong. Jayden was screaming in her head at the mention of it. Hurt by him. Maybe she would forget about all the nonsense that fluttered around her head. Ana slid over his lap and splayed her fingers across his chest. She looked down at him, feeling unsure. He could see it in her eyes. Sasha was able to read her without any question. No words. She leaned closer to him and kissed his lips. The beard was gone, no padding along her cheeks. It felt softer and rough all at the same time. Ana moved her hips and breathed out against his lips. They were already back in the moment. Ana knew if they were together, they would never leave the house. She’d be bed ridden. Their movements felt like a constructed symphony.

Ana’s lips pulled away from his and she touched his jaw. “How wrong is it if you hurt me?” She swallowed. Asking in the most vulnerable sense. When did pain become something she needed to feel? It brought her back to the past every time. It broke her. It snapped her mind in two and she still craved it. “Ударь меня.” She spoke quietly and touched the bruise on his cheek. It was about all she knew in Russian at this point. Some words came to mind, but she wasn’t sure if she was expressing them right. This, she had studied. Ana felt uncomfortable forming the sentence, but she said it straight to his face. 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Their movements were driven by lust and comfort. She was looking at him. He pushed back the hair from her face. Fear. Not terror. A different fear. She kissed him and he let his hand down her back. Touching his way down her spine and back. That perfect tattoo on her shoulder. He could feel her breasts pressed against him. The warmth of them. Knowing that beads of sweat would soon form on the supple skin. He tasted her mouth. Longing. He would miss this. Small paintdrops of pure being in every kiss. She could be an obsession. He understood this. That in some way perhaps she was. He was sharing her lover’s bed. One that he would come into and leave from willingly as she needed.

Ana spoke. He shook his head. He didn’t think it wrong. She was an adult. She was making a choice. What to do, what to feel. He didn’t think choice was wrong. She spoke in his native tongue and it stoked the fire in him. The barest whisper of oxygen from her would do that. He could feel her breathing even as he continued moving in and out of her. Her fingers on his face, his bruise. Her bruise. The fear in her eyes wasn’t for him. It was for her, for what she wanted. He flipped them over without pulling out. With him on top, he had leverage. He lifted his hand and gently caressed her face. His eyes meeting hers. He pulled his hand back and slapped her. Not very hard. Just enough to sting. He wondered if she really understood what she wanted.

To be so open, so vulnerable. Sasha knew she felt guilt. She thinks it’s her fault that Mackenzie is in that darkness. But it wasn’t. They all made choices. Everything they did as adults led them here. The person seeking retribution merely chose now, not who. He likely had them in mind the moment their lives crossed. He closed his eyes a second as he shivered. When he opened them, they were harder. Not colder. Something between them had changed that in him. He couldn’t feel a disconnect from her no matter what. He started fucking her a bit harder. His hand came up again and he hit her once more. “Не неправильно.” He grunted as he worked himself in and out. “Du willst verletzt werden.” He said it louder with a thrust. “Es ist nicht falsch.” He growled it now. “Aber sag mir warum.” He looked in her eyes. Another slap. “Sag es laut.”

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha’s rough hand touched her face, without a second to breathe she was below him yet again. He caressed her cheek and stared into her dark eyes. Ana wasn’t ready for it, but the sharp sting hit her cheek without notice. She took a deep breath in and made herself recognize what was happening. He was doing as she asked. Ana couldn’t be surprised by that. She stared at him and took in a deep breath to keep calm. He had stopped fucking her, but had yet to move. “Sasha..” Ana spoke up and finally he moved. His hips pushed harder into hers and she grunted with each thrust. His hand slapped her cheek again. Ana dipped her head back into the mattress. Recognizing his words only slightly. Something about it being wrong or not being wrong. She assumed the latter. Sasha grunted even louder. 

Ana held onto his shoulders while her legs slid around his waist. “Du willst verletzt werden. Es ist nicht falsch.” Sasha’s voice turned into a low grumble. “Aber sag mir warum.” She stared at him, until he hit her face again. “Sag es laut.” Ana wasn’t focusing on the words. Just the raw pain between her legs and now her cheek. He was asking why… why it was okay to be hurt. She didn’t have the answer. Sasha was pushing into her even harder now. Ana gripped his shoulder and brought his face close to her. “Ich weiß es nicht.” She breathed against his jaw, able to let her teeth hang onto the skin with his newly trimmed face. What was he looking to hear? It made her feel better but also worse? It made her want to fight back? It made her feel like she deserved it?

The last thing she wanted to do was admit that to Sasha. No, it didn’t help her get off better or faster. It wasn’t about the pleasure or sex. Ana felt she had done wrong. She fucked up Mackenzie’s chances of never going back to jail. There she was, behind bars yet again. All your fault. It was more than possession that she craved from Sasha at the moment. She craved punishment. One that was unleashed without stopping. From the look on his face, he wanted to hurt her as much as she wanted to be hurt. It wasn’t about the person either. Sasha was kind and loving when he wasn’t in this position. She asked it of him. “Es tut mir Leid. Ich weiß es nicht.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana said she didn’t know. She bit into his jaw and he let himself feel the pain. The other day had been her letting go, letting herself give into anger. Letting her be free to feel. Today was about her wanting something else. Needing something else. He continued to fuck her. Waiting for an answer. She didn’t come up with one. Instead she apologized and said she didn’t know. He shut his eyes. “Lügner.” He said it with a bit of anger behind it. She knew why. She didn’t want to say it but she knew. He’d never come across someone like her. He could see her thoughts in her eyes. He said it again, then slipped out of her. For a moment he considered getting up, leaving the apartment. He didn’t want lies. He had enough of those in his everyday. He wanted honesty from her. Instead of leaving he got off her and pulled her to the edge of the bed roughly. Face down bent over the side of the bed he took her.

His hand came down on her ass. Harder than he’d hit her face but still not as hard as he could hit. His cock swelled inside her. Hard and slow. He wanted her to feel it. Not only him, his size, his force but the deliberateness of it all. He was taking her. She wanted to be hit, to be hurt. He slapped her ass again. “Lügner.” He said it again, louder. Sasha had no problem giving her everything she wanted and needed. But she’d been the one who said she didn’t want to take advantage of him. A different kind of friendship. He wanted her to answer him. His hand grabbed her by the hair as he bent over her. His mouth finding her neck and biting. He couldn’t, shouldn’t leave marks. Her lover would see. Her other lover. Did he care? He kissed and licked where he bit and fucked her a bit faster.

“Wissen Sie.” He spoke against her ear. His body pressing into hers. He could feel the sweat coating his body now. His desire, the act. It was burning him up. “Keine Lügen. Sag mir Ana.” He breathed her in and kissed her shoulder, licking the salty flesh. “Es ist nicht falsch.” He reached under her and groped her breast. Fingers digging in. “Es ist nicht falsch. Du gehörst zu mir. Sag mir Ana.“

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha saw right through her again. She knew there would be a punishment. Maybe it was what she needed to finally get the hint. Lying got her nowhere. He called her a liar. She could hear the anger in his voice. Sasha pulled away from her. She figured they’d be done. That wasn’t how he worked though. His hands found her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed and flipped her over. She shut her eyes tightly, knowing what was coming next. A hard slap on her ass. She barely felt his cock insider her again. Ana whimpered and gripped the sheets. Ana’s grunts came out sharply as he fucked her with more force. It was slow, but painful with each heavy thrust.

Liar. He slapped her again and she bit down on her arm. His teeth found her. His tongue too. Ana grunted more with each thrust. He went faster. Ana gripped even harder onto the sheets. Her forehead pressed against the bed more. “Keine Lügen. Sag mir Ana.” She whimpered again. His kisses ran along her shoulder. The juxtaposition of it all set her nerves on fire. His words spoke against her shoulder. His hands gripped her chest like he was taking it for himself. Ana grunted and tried to make herself say it. He moved faster, not giving her time to think about it. There was no need to think. Ana knew the answer. He knew she knew it too. His fingers tugged on her bars and she winced and hissed in pain. “I don’t know!” She called against the bed, feeling spit line her lips.

He didn’t hesitate. Ana felt a bite along her shoulder near her neck and she called out in pain yet again. “Fuck!” Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the sheets. Just say it. Just fucking say it. Ana was more stubborn than she knew. Saying it made it real. Saying proved how fucked up she was, no matter what Sasha said. Reality would see it as that way. A fucked up, useless, piece of shit. Just like he had always said.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana was still denying him the answer. She swore against the bed. There was a fury coiling inside him. He needed to keep it in check. He drove himself in as deep as he could and held himself there. He was giving himself a moment. He let go of her breast and put his hand in the middle of her back. His breathing was heavy. A drop of sweat fell from his brow on to her back. “Stop lying Ana.” He shook his head. She wanted to be hurt. Asked for it. He kept his hand on her back, holding her down, and pulled out. Stepping to the side, he landed a hard blow on her ass. Then another. “Du willst verletzt werden. Warum?” He said it with a growl. The slaps across her face would not bruise. They wouldn’t be noticeable in another hour.

The slaps against her ass would be a different story. No matter what she told Mackenzie, she wouldn’t be able to hide these. His hand print already marked on her skin. He slapped each cheek three times. As she yelped, he leaned over her. “Sag es.” He didn’t want to push her farther than she could handle. It had been a lot for her to process the past few days. But he also didn’t want to back off. He rubbed the red marks. It would cause some stinging but it would also make it feel better. He wasn’t being utterly altruistic here. If she didn’t answer, he would set about spanking her in earnest. “Ana.” He said her name. There was a piece of him that wanted to tell her it wasn’t her fault. What happened to her girlfriend was someone else’s choice. This was what it was about. She wanted to be punished.

“Why do you want to be hurt?” He tried saying it in English. He hoped she understood he would strike her until his hand hurt. If she wanted to be hurt, he would do it. She’d asked for it. They had an understanding didn’t they? Don’t ask for something if you can’t handle it. “Tell me. Sag mir. Dîtes-moi. Расскажи мне.” He kissed her shoulder again as he spoke.

[anaglaringstare]

“Stop lying Ana.” He was gone from her, just pressing down on her back instead. Two sharp slaps on her ass made her whimper and whine. Ana dug her teeth into her arm to keep from screaming. “Du willst verletzt werden. Warum?” Slap. Slap. Slap. Then three more. Ana listened to his words. Say it. Say it. She felt him stop… just a moment. He touched her ass and rubbed the sore skin. “Ana.” She sniffed and wiped the pained tears from her eyes. Ana took a slow breath in. “Why do you want to be hurt?” She swallowed again. Ana was physically trying to choke the words out of herself now. He told her to say it in more than one language. He kissed her shoulder and Ana inhaled sharply. Part of her wanted to blurt out everything. Part of her wanted to leave. Running was always easier, but hell would follow.

“I deserve it.” She sobbed out the words and gripped the sheets on the bed. Ana felt her hands shaking, preparing for more pain to settle on her skin. Her breath shook yet again. “I deserve it.” She said it like William would. Ana shut her eyes and winced a few more times at the memory. His hand hitting her just like Sasha had, but worse. Way worse. She remembered what it felt like to be hit with his wedding band on his finger. Sasha wasn’t touching her. Ana had assumed wrong. He wasn’t hitting her again… not yet. She slowly looked over her shoulder and eventually turned around to face him. Ana sat up on the edge of the bed, unable to feel her raw skin on her ass just yet.

“Je le mérite.” Ana closed her eyes and breathed out. She hadn’t realized the words slipped out in French either. He managed to get her to admit something she had held inside. Ana simply stated it was wrong, and that was it. Sasha wanted to know why. He pushed and she admitted it, just like he had planned. “Qu'est-ce que ça veut dire?” Ana hung her head, feeling defeated in her admission.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

When the words finally came out, he held his breath a second. He heard the emotion pouring out of her. Her entire body was on fire. Everything was coming out. She grimaced expecting something more. Maybe recalling a memory. He moved back. Sat on the edge waiting for her to feel it. To feel the weight of the words, the admission. She turned and looked at him. She said it in French and he started breathing. She sat there, spent in a different way. She looked small. Maybe lost. SHe asked him what it meant. He wanted to ask her if she was asking about admitting it or that she truly believed she deserved to be hurt. This went beyond bdsm to him. He reached out and he saw the flinch, but he didn’t stop. He touched her face. In one movement he scooped her up on to his lap and wrapped his arms around her.

“Cela signifie que vous êtes prêt pour la vérité.” He kissed her cheek. Then he tipped her face up to his and he placed a soft kiss on her lips. He kissed her again. His hand caressed her face. “La vérité c'est…” He didn’t have an easy answer. His cock still half hard pressed against her bottom and almost laughed. The body and the mind sometimes didn’t work things out at the same time. “Truth is you want to deserve it.. to deserve the hurt.. the pain.. the punishment..” He rubbed her back with his other hand. His thumb rubbing along her jaw. He kissed her again. “Cela signifie que vous n'étiez pas une victime.” He knew they were crossing into things that he probably shouldn’t be. “Who told you that you deserved it Ana?” He wasn’t a professional therapist but he knew enough about trauma and getting through it. He was beginning to think that he understood her more than even he realized.

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha touched her cheek and she nearly dodged before he made contact. His touch was gentle. Better than she had hoped against her cold skin. Sasha lifted her, setting Ana in his lap. Coddling her in his large set arms. Her eyes stayed closed. Ana didn’t want to see his eyes on her. She didn’t want to see disappointment or sorrow. He said she was ready for the truth, but Ana figured she knew it the whole time. It was hard to admit to herself than anyone else. Sasha’s soft lips touched hers. Ana pressed her cheek against his chest and tried to make herself comfortable. She felt like all her energy had been expended through her body. “Truth is you want to deserve it.. to deserve the hurt.. the pain.. the punishment..” She swallowed. His touches were gentle. It made her feel like she was floating. Nothing but the touch of his fingertips on her skin. Questions rose again, along with more touching and kisses. Ana felt frozen in his lap like a lost puppy that had been found.

Her eyes opened and she felt her pupils shrink with the small amount of light. Her index finger started to dig into her thumbnail bed. “William.” Ana felt her eye twitch. Her toes curled and her hands constricted to her palms instead. “You know him. You knew it already.” Ana rubbed the bridge of her nose and sighed quietly. She had fount herself getting more and more out of control with the newer information she learned. All the memories that were locked away had made more of an impact now than ever. “It’s like you already know all of it.” She looked at him a little longer. It wouldn’t be out of character for him to have looked into her story. If anyone knew her, cared, and saw the signs they would’ve figured it out a long time ago. No one said anything. No one bothered to give any shit about a young girl going through hell. Ana moved out of his lap and felt her stomach twisting as she reached for her panties and a tank top. Once the items were on her, she leaned her back against the wooden furniture.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana was accepting of his touch, his comfort. For that he was thankful. That she was experiencing this moment was difficult but he imagined it was no more difficult than whatever she'd endured before. Sasha saw her open her eyes. The darkness in them was unpleasant. She said the name. It wasn't entirely surprising. Even saying his name was painful. He saw her body rect, felt it as she sat on his lap. He nodded. He did know her father. He was a vile human. He couldn't let his own body react. As it was, his cock had gotten soft in light of the ideas in his head, what damage her own father had inflicted. SHe mentioned him knowing about it. He gave a small shake of his head. "I didn't know for sure.. there are.. signs." He didn't elaborate. How could he tell her that her own body betrayed her. Not simply the addiction or the admittance that she didn't like any man. There were moments his hands had touched her everywhere. Her wrist had been broken. There was a small dip in the bone. Nothing visibly noticeable. But it was there. He'd made inquiries but nothing detailed.

She got up from his lap and began to cover herself. He looked around for his briefs. She moved away from him. He understood it was protective even if they both knew he wasn't a threat. He slipped on his briefs and sat on the bed. His eyes went to her. "There were.. medical files.. small accidents." He went to tug at his beard and remembered he'd trimmed it. "It wasn't.. I didn't look not because I did not trust you but because I was.." He shrugged his shoulders. "Concerned.. Like I said.. there were signs.. I do not trust him. There were always.. whispers about him and younger women.. but it was whispers without proof.. things said by people who looked to hurt another behind their backs for business. The more I got to know you.. the more I understood.." He flattened his hands against his thighs. "I know it wasn't right to look. And for that I am sorry. But I care." He continued to look at her. "I wouldn't be here if I didn't. I.." He frowned. "Our pasts aren't the same.. but we both know pain. Maybe that's something I could see under it all."

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sentencing @Ana

Sasha had spent the day running virtual meetings from office space loaned out to him by a local affiliate. It wasn’t fancy in the least but as long as he could connect to the outside world, he would manage. Nothing out of the ordinary was taking place in any of the corporations. He spent the time surfing on his phone as the meeting took place on a laptop in front of him. He was dressed the part though. Tailored shirt and slacks. He didn’t bother with a tie. His security team had rotated and two different faces were keeping him company. He’d gotten a text message from one of his brothers. They wanted to give him a heads up that his father was asking why he was in Bristol. He scratched at his beard and reminded himself to make an appointment for a haircut and a trim. Ana was at the prison with his lawyer. He’d had some interesting things to report in terms of Mackenzie’s problems.

He took the information provided and set some of his own less than legal colleagues looking into things. From the laptop, he caught the tail end of a conversation about a proposed project and gave his opinion. They always thought he wasn’t listening so they acted surprised when he spoke up. A message from his father came through text. He would be in Bath that evening and wanted to meet with him for dinner. He sighed and ignored it for now. He didn’t want to think about him. The meeting finished and he tended to his emails. Reports, notes and summaries. He mumbled under his breath and made notations then sent everything to his assistant at each corresponding company and asked for clarification by week’s ends. He checked his watch and was sure Ana should be done soon. He closed up the laptop and packed up his belongings. He thanked his host and left the building. It was a warehouse by the waterfront. Not much business took place there. Very little prying eyes.

He was in his car when he received a call from Peters. They’d be leaving the prison soon. He told him to hold tight there until he arrived. He would pick up Ana but he didn’t want her alone while she waited. He knew she wasn’t entirely alone. Not when he’d placed two men to keep watch over her. They mentioned it was a pretty easy detail as no one was following her or even remotely looking at her. His driver pulled into the prison parking lot and waited for her to come out. Another message came through. Apparently the IP address identified as creating the file error was literally bounced through dozens of servers and countries. The only thing they could get regarding point of true origin was that the end user was in Bristol. So someone within city limits was pulling the strings. He saw Ana exiting the building with the lawyer and he stepped out of the car.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana nervously waited next to Peters for Sasha to pick her up again. She couldn’t imagine how angry Mac was… more so scared. Her eyes fell deep into her sockets when Amelia’s name was mentioned. She started to bite at her nails. Ana knew there would have to be a big conversation on all of this later on. Sasha being here. Them… well fucking too hard then too less. Ana lost a bit of control, but she felt… lighter. Ana could feel in the moment. She wasn’t being bombarded by thoughts that didn’t need to pop up. They left the building once they finished signing out and Ana noticed Sasha’s car immediately. Peters said his parting ways and told Ana he would keep her updated. He had his own ride and deals to take care of the rest of the day. 

Sasha stepped from the car and Ana approached him. She didn’t hesitate to get close to him. Ana pressed her forehead against his chest. She could feel his large arms wrap around her for comfort. “She’s in there by mistake. Just a mistake…” Ana shook her head and licked her bottom lip. “Something feels… wrong about it. Impending almost.” She slowly pulled away and looked at him. Sasha had a habit of putting his hand on Ana’s cheek. He looked a mess. Bruises that she could see. Bruises that she had made. Ana took a slow breath in and decided to halt the conversation for later. 

She climbed into the car, buckled up and waited for Sasha to drive. Ana fell quiet. She didn’t know what to say. All the information sat in her head and swam around, but it was at least keeping her busy. She needed to recognize that Mac wasn’t there because she didn’t do something wrong. Mac was still a free woman. That was what mattered. She’d be safe and out of there in no time. Ana had lost herself in thought by the time Sasha pulled up to her apartment. She snapped out of it when the car had stopped and he touched her shoulder. “I’m… can we make coffee?” 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana walked right into him and his arms wrapped around her. He could feel her tension and he hated that. He wished Mackenzie could have walked right out with her. It would go a long way to ease her thoughts. She talked about it being a mistake. He nodded and kissed the top of her head. He didn’t think it was a mistake. Not from what his people had found out. This was deliberate in a very real sense. He touched her cheek as she pulled away and looked at him. He could see her eyes were romaing his bruises. They weren’t fading but at least the swelling had gone down. He’d caught her looking at him the past couple of days. A hint of sadness. She got into the car and he got in beside her. His driver was left standing by the car and he made a gesture to hop in with the security detail in the other car.

He drove back to her place. While he hadn’t been in Bristol long, he knew enough to find it without looking at the the GPS exactly. Her place was preprogrammed in thanks to the driver and it showed up as a little red dot on the small screen. She didn’t really talk on the way there. He didn’t pretend to know what it was like to visit a lover at a place like that. He’d never dated anyone who’d get in enough trouble to end up there. He knew Mackenzie’s past and knew her transgressions for the most part. He didn’t care. Even if Ana had done enough to end up in such a place he wouldn’t have cared. Good people did things sometimes out of necessity. That’s how he saw it. She seemed shaken by the visit. They arrived and she asked if they could make coffee. He nodded and turned off the vehicle. He followed her up to the apartment itself.

The dogs were getting somewhat used to him. Coby wasn’t exactly friendly but he had stopped giving him wary looks. He’d even sat near him once but Ana had explained it was more the pizza they’d had than him. Ruby was still not having any of him. She would get close enough for Ana to pet her when they walked through the door but regarded him like he was scary. He was ok with that. He wanted to know that she was at least protective of Ana even if she did seem skittish. He walked into the kitchen like he belonged and started prepping the coffeemaker. He’d had one of the boys make a supply run yesterday and there was better coffee in the cupboard now. He’d also added more food to the fridge under the excuse that he needed to eat. He watched as she hovered. “You ok?”

[anaglaringstare]

Walking into the apartment was another blur through Ana’s eyes. She didn’t say a word until they walked through the doors and Ruby greeted her. Ana spent a moment to scratch behind her ears and kiss her hello. Sasha proceeded through the hallway and entered the kitchen to make the coffee. Ana had full confidence he knew how to do so. She stood up and walked into the kitchen. Her mind was still foggy but she was focused, which was better than bouncing from one thought to the other. Sasha began filling the coffee maker and Ana’s senses filled with the rich aroma. “You ok?” He asked quietly and she messed with her hands as she leaned against the counter top.

“Not really.” She admitted, but he could see it on her face. Ana didn’t want to dig herself into holes anymore. She needed to be truthful not just for other people, but herself. “I don’t want her in there. That place isn’t… I don’t know. She shouldn’t be in there. She didn’t do anything wrong.” Ana could count the time it would take for her to be released, but she felt something was off. “I’m worried… about her. About other people messing with her or keeping her there. It feels like it’s inevitable. Something bad always happens. Always.” She shook her head and rubbed her hand along the side of her arm. Sasha closed the top of the coffee maker and let the pot start to brew. Ruby poked her head around the corner and kept her distance. She wasn’t a fan of a boy in the house.

“Your lawyer is good, but something’s completely fucked up about this case. She didn’t even have a file there. Nothing to report. She was just put there and not told why… because there was no why.” Ana ran her hand through her hair and stared at Sasha. He had his same old face on. Stern but comfortable. No worry lines or anything showing. “He told me not to look into who could’ve done this, which he’s right but what if it keeps happening? Things like this don’t just happen by accident.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She was being up front about how she felt. No dancing or preamble. He’d expected no less. He knew what she felt for Mackenzie and knew it was completely reciprocated. He nodded when she mentioned something bad always happened. It was the way of the world. He didn’t know if it was misfortune, the fates or devils but bad fell on people. He scratched at his beard again. Soon Ruby was looking at Ana but still not coming closer. “He is good yes. And no. It was not accident.” He pulled out mugs and set them on the counter. “He has to tell you not to look into it. You wouldn’t know how to or where to start. And it’s illegal.” He was looking at her. His fingers tugged at his beard and he wondered if she had a trimmer in the house. He could probably trim it himself and just let the barber make it neater. “He gave me the information.. you know this yes?” Peters may not have told her directly but she was intelligent and likely could have made the connection.

“I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” The apartment began to smell even better as the dark roast started to brew. “These.. people.. they do a lot with computers.. someone planted the information. They tried tracking down where it came from.. but the only tiny bit of information leftover was that it came from Bristol. The IP numbers.. some of them anyhow said so.” He shook his head. “Whoever did it is good. They called it a damn good job and having the signal bounce all over the world… then it disappeared. They can keep trying to see if a similar pattern emerges and try to live track it.. but there’s no guarantee they could find it. I told them to hold off but to not terminate the search yet.” He looked at her as he leaned into the counter.

“You say the word and they keep looking.” It would cost more than the attorney had but money wasn’t an issue. “If they look and can find this person.. what then?” He shrugged his shoulders. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.” He wanted to know how far Ana wanted to take this. “Again no guarantees they will find the person but they will keep searching if you want them to. But you need to know what will be done if we find them.”

[anaglaringstare]

“Gave you the information…” Ana repeated with a knit brow. “I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” Ana stared at him with wide eyes. She couldn’t believe it. There was definitely more to the story. It perked her curiosity, but mostly concern. IP numbers and a signal from Bristol. Ana felt her stomach flip and cramp up. “You say the word and they keep looking.” Ana took a deeper breath. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.”

No guarantees. He needed to know the next step. Ana had hunches and now it was all starting to click together. Who else knew computers this well? Who else would be out to get them like this? Torture. Not flat out. Not something Louie would do. Something Luke would think of, but not execute. “Oh my god.” Ana’s eyes drifted to the wall and she felt her skin tingle and her knuckles pulsate. Her jaw dropped open slightly and her hand ran through her hair again. Ana felt weak at the knees. It all made sense. All of it. She did this. You did this. “C-Connor.” She spoke and kept shaking her head. “Hux… Huxley. Connor Huxley.” Even his name made her hair stand on end.

What if she could have Sasha do something? Take him down a peg or two. Maybe rough him up enough so that he left them alone for good. “It was him… I think. I think it was him. He-He knows computers. He hates me… He fucking hates me. Enough to… well… enough to put Mackenzie somewhere I can’t go.” She felt her heart racing. Ana felt dizzy. She walked out of the kitchen and made her way to the couch. No coffee in hand. Ana kept shaking her head and staring at the floor. All she could remember was his smile as he walked away. That stupid smile.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He watched her reactions. She was understanding everything he spoke about. He imagined she knew more about computers than he did. He knew enough to operate them but past that, he didn’t care. It was a tool. It was intriguing to watch her. Her thoughts just below the surface. He saw it light up in her features. She knew who it was. She said the name and he made a note of it. She continued talking, getting paler. Sasha began to have an immediate dislike of this person. She walked away from him to the living room. Whoever this man was, he was trouble for Ana. He waited a moment then poured the two cups and carried them into the living room. He joined Ana on the couch. “Here.” He handed her the mug and sat back. He dug his phone out of his pocket and started typing. She hadn’t asked or even hinted at what she wanted. They didn’t have proof that he was behind it but Ana’s reaction was enough for him to want to know about him.

A quick message and his security was on it. He’d asked for information on the man. Everything they could find. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” He noted the look about her eyes. The slight tremor in her hands. He reached out and took one of her hands. He held it and moved a little closer. He brought it to his lips. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” He wouldn’t need much of a reason or a push. Not when he could feel her hand. See her. The way she’d been having Mackenzie away. Seeing her in pain as she’d been. It wasn’t an easy thing to stomach. Especially when he had it within his power to erase the problem.

He drank from his coffee and awaited an answer. His phone beeped once and he knew it to be email. He put his mug down so he needn’t let go of her hand. There was a brief rundown of publicly available information with a promise of a full background within the hour. The phone started ringing and he groaned. His father again. He shook his head and declined the call. “He does not give up. I swear.” He sent a text message which he knew his father would hate. He would not meet him for dinner as he already had plans. He put the phone down.

[anaglaringstare]

Her hand gripped around the warm mug but she didn’t drink just yet. Ana wasn’t exactly ready to do two things at once. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” It had to be him… who else would take the time to do this so intricately. The more she thought about it, the more she believed it was him. Her hand was taken, kissed, which led to Ana’s attention being drawn back. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” Even if Connor was an absolute nightmare, Ana didn’t know how to go about it. Connor was deeply rooted in a lot of stress in her life.

It took two seconds for Sasha to become annoyed with his phone. He muttered about someone and assumed it was a sibling or father. Ana knew she never had the urge to pull the trigger. Her father. Connor. Anyone that had brought her down further than the ground could pull her. It was too much power. So many people wanted to end something that hurt her. No one could just leave it be. She spoke, deciding on the first thing she could. “No.” Ana pulled her hands away and put them behind her neck. She massaged her thumbs into the skin and leaned back. “No.. I-I can’t do anything. It’s… I did this. It’s my fault.” Ana shook her head. “Remember when I called you? You picked me up from that holding room.. well I deserved to be there. I hurt him. He hurt me. It’s… it’s what happens and I stepped out of line.” Ana hated how general she was being with the subject, but it showed it was an uncaring venture.

“We’ll need to leave it.” Ana exhaled. She needed to explain further. “Mac will be out tomorrow. I’ll tell her then. Promise you’ll leave it alone? No more money involved in this.” His phone was buzzing with a message again. “Just answer it. It’s more important than this.” Ana excused herself and walked into her room. Shoes, socks off, then her shirt. Ana grabbed a black tank top instead and a pair of shorts.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She declined his offer. Releasing his hand she explained who the guy was. Sasha started understanding what she was now feeling. Guilt. But she said something that made him frown. He didn’t believe in stepping out of line. She wanted to leave it. He was thinking it over when his phone rang. She was dismissing it all with a wave of her hand. Dismissing him. It was a message and he looked at it. His father was unhappy. Seting the phone down, he rolled his eyes to the empty room as she’d gone to her bedroom. He picked up his cup and drank. His thoughts milling about what she’d told him. He remembered picking her up and the right state she’d been in then too. He finished his coffee and stood up. He walked over to the room and went inside. She was changing.

He admired her body even if it wasn’t the time and place. He thought about it and smiled. They were in the bedroom. He began unbuttoning his shirt. “If you’re undressing I am too.” He took off his shirt and started undoing his pants. “Mackenzie will be out tomorrow. It means I will head back to.. wherever..” He wasn’t planning on staying in England. It was stifling to him if he was by himself. She made it bearable. “I don’t know that I want to promise to leave things alone.. I don’t like how he makes you… react.” He was standing there in boxer briefs. Sasha moved to her. He put his hands on her hips. “And the next time you say.. something is more important.. I will walk out very upset.” He put his forehead against hers.

“Ana… you are important.. very important.. Mackenzie..she’s very important. I don’t like you saying you stepped out of line.. for anyone..that’s.. I don’t like it.” His hands moved to her arms and he rubbed them up and down. “I won’t ask.. not what happened with him.. if you want to tell me, I’d like to hear. But it is up to you.” He kissed her temple, her cheek. “I won’t do anything for now. But I am looking into him.” He put a finger under her chin and lifted it so he could look in her eyes. “Do you have clippers?”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana heard his voice and turned around. His fingers were at his buttons on his shirt. She watched them pop open as she pulled on her shorts. Ana suddenly felt very naked. Not enough layers were on her skin. “Mackenzie will be out tomorrow. It means I will head back to.. wherever..” Ana didn’t like the idea of it. “I don’t know that I want to promise to leave things alone.. I don’t like how he makes you… react.” Ana rubbed the side of her face. Even the mere mention of him made her want to leave the room. She felt his hands on her hips and his head on hers. Ana closed her eyes. Sasha said she was important. Mackenzie was important. “I won’t ask.. not what happened with him.. if you want to tell me, I’d like to hear. But it is up to you.” She felt two light kisses on her face.

She expected one on her lips, but instead he asked for clippers. Ana wasn’t sure what he meant. His hands went to his beard and she lifted her brow. “Well… sort of. Mackenzie shaves the back of her head sometimes when it’s long…” Ana stared at him, wondering what he would look like with a shorter beard. It had only grown longer since she first saw him. “In my bathroom. Bottom drawer.” Ana motioned toward the bathroom connected to their room. She wasn’t in the mood to help or see what it was all about. Ana dismissed the coffee, now she was dismissing him. She climbed in bed and hugged the pillow next to her. Sasha stepped toward the bathroom and closed the door.

Ana closed her eyes, hoping the sound of the clippers would keep her mind busy. She grew hot. Ana stripped herself of her clothes and rested on her stomach. Nothing was helping. The clippers stopped buzzing. Ana closed her eyes tightly and gripped onto the pillow under her. The door opened and she sighed under her breath. “I was getting used to that noise.” She grumbled and shifted her arms under the pillow. “I can’t get comfortable.” I can’t stop thinking about how guilty I am.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana didn’t offer to help, not that he had expected it. He was giving her a bit of space as he was taking some. The beard was bothering him but it could have waited. The look in her eyes anytime this man was brought up was causing a reaction in him. He went into the bathroom and shut the door. Sasha found the clippers and grabbed the small wastebin. He set it atop the sink and began working over it. He’d still have to clean up a bit but it would be minimal. His mind was on overdrive.

Every possible scenario as to why this man caused such feelings in Ana was playing out. He wasn’t a jilted lover. But from the look of him he could have forced himself on her. The picture in the email showed cold eyes. It was a work photo but it was still cold. As he slowly trimmed away his beard, he pushed the anger he felt aside. She’d wiped at her skin when he was brought up. A flash of what she’d looked like strapped to that bench in London. Terror. He was almost done. It wasn’t uneven so he was happy. He considered shaving it all off. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen his face. He put things away and rinsed his face. He lived in the city. He shook his head. He couldn’t leave Ana unprotected from this. He was to leave when Mackenzie returned and they would be left with a different wolf. One that would attack unprovoked. He knew Ana said she had hurt him but it wasn’t something he could understand. Even as the bruises and cut stared back at him, he couldn’t see her lashing out at someone without provocation. Whatever was done to her by this man, he couldn’t promise to leave it alone.

When he walked back into the bedroom he saw her clothes on the floor as she complained about the sound. He smiled and stripped himself free of his briefs. He climbed into bed behind her. “I’m sure there’s a vibrator we can use. Same noise.” He lay his body against hers. His cock already waking up. He kissed her shoulder, her neck. His hands slipping along her body. He could feel her thinking and knew it wasn’t pleasant. “Ana…” He whispered against her skin. His hands under her cupping her breasts, finding the piercings. “Sei hier.” Sasha pinched her nipples slowly as his hips pressed against her. His hardening cock rubbing her ass. He hadn’t expected to jump in bed when they got back from the prison. He’d thought they would talk more. But he knew she needed a different reassurance, a different comfort. One of his hands slipped down between her legs and caressed her lips. “Umdrehen.”

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha didn’t waste a moment getting in bed beside Ana. She wasn’t sure why she was surprised. His body was up against hers, just like they had woken up. Ana had to switch her mind off in these moments. She needed to know it was okay. Mackenzie would forgive her and understand. Ana understood it more now that things had gone off track. “Ana…” She swallowed and closed her eyes. His hands traveled along her body. “Yeah.” His hands found her chest. Ana took a deeper breath in. He pinched. He pushed. He asked her to be in the moment. Right here. Right now. Not overthinking. I was something she hadn’t necessarily been told. It was easier than she thought. Ana focused on the touch of his hands. He was awake. His inner lust and need pushing against her ass.

“Umdrehen.” She swallowed. Ana didn’t ask for this to happen, things fell in place yet again. No clothes caused an invitation. Ana turned just like he asked. The full beard was gone. Just a very short version across his face. Ana could see his features better. Her eyes stared at his. She felt his cock pressing up against her hip. His fingers still sliding between her lips and causing her to breathe a little heavier. Her hands found his chest and slid next to his arms. Ana was wet but she wasn’t willing to stick with foreplay for long. She reached between his legs and found his cock. Definitely hard. Growing harder in her hands. 

She slid him between her legs, just touching her entrance. He could push forward if he wished. “Я здесь.” Ana spoke softly next to his cheek. You’ve been brushing up on your Russian. Yes, shut up. “Why did you trim?” Ana asked breathlessly, feeling the wetness between her legs inch onto his cock. “Weniger Bär, mehr Wolf.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana faced him. His hand between her legs stayed there, touching, cupping. She looked at his face, his eyes. A smile was on his lips. It didn’t take much especially when he was near her. The anger he’d felt in the bathroom at the other man was pushed away into a corner. He would think about it later. But right this minute he only needed to concern himself with her. She touched him and he could swear ever his scars rose to meet her fingers. When she reached for him, he groaned. She was much more at ease with touching him. He would have happily pumped his hips as she held him but she had different thoughts. He was between her legs when she said the word in Russian. A warm flush to his body. She was coaxing him to her wetness. He chuckled when she said there was less bear. His hands moved. One to her hip, the other guiding himself into her. His hips pushed. Being sexually active made things easier for their bodies to fit without much resistance. She took him in slowly. He moaned as he pushed.

When he was fully inside, he took her hand and put it to his face. He no longer grimaced when she touched the bruise. “Ich bin immer Wolf.” He kissed her lips hard. Being in her had woken up his appetite. He knew his time in this bed was limited. The other owner would return and he would be set off to wander alone until she wanted him again. He didn’t mind it as long as there was an again at some point. He pulled out a bit and pushed back in. “I needed a change.. almost shaved it off.” He whispered against their kiss. His tongue flicking at her lips. His pelvis slowly building up a rhythm. From the living room, he could hear his phone still ringing. He tuned it out, knowing who it was. He turned them so she was lying on top of him.

“Möchtest du mich gern rasieren?” His hands moved to her hips, guiding her movements against his hard cock. “Willst du mich verletzen?” He asked only to let her know that it would be ok if she did. He knew she didn’t like the marks she’d left. Not these. These were her anger painted on his skin. What would she paint today if she stuck him? He knew he was likely a little unusual wanting to feel her emotions on his skin but he didn’t dwell. “Willst du von mir verletzt werden? He looked in her eyes, accepting whatever she might need.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana’s breathing hitched when he proceeded. “I needed a change.. almost shaved it off.” She swallowed and closed her eyes. Ana let his lips touch hers. She melted into the moment. Their small bubble. Ana wanted this with Mackenzie. She wondered if there was just too much history to get them here. She was willing to try anything. Ana let a shaken breath out. His hips slowly moved against hers. Ana’s leg lifted over his hip. He asked questions, but Ana wasn’t paying much attention. No, she wouldn’t shave him. He looked fine the way he was. No, she didn’t want to hurt him either. Ana felt calm in this state.

“Willst du von mir verletzt werden?“ She knew it was wrong. Jayden was screaming in her head at the mention of it. Hurt by him. Maybe she would forget about all the nonsense that fluttered around her head. Ana slid over his lap and splayed her fingers across his chest. She looked down at him, feeling unsure. He could see it in her eyes. Sasha was able to read her without any question. No words. She leaned closer to him and kissed his lips. The beard was gone, no padding along her cheeks. It felt softer and rough all at the same time. Ana moved her hips and breathed out against his lips. They were already back in the moment. Ana knew if they were together, they would never leave the house. She’d be bed ridden. Their movements felt like a constructed symphony.

Ana’s lips pulled away from his and she touched his jaw. “How wrong is it if you hurt me?” She swallowed. Asking in the most vulnerable sense. When did pain become something she needed to feel? It brought her back to the past every time. It broke her. It snapped her mind in two and she still craved it. “Ударь меня.” She spoke quietly and touched the bruise on his cheek. It was about all she knew in Russian at this point. Some words came to mind, but she wasn’t sure if she was expressing them right. This, she had studied. Ana felt uncomfortable forming the sentence, but she said it straight to his face. 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Their movements were driven by lust and comfort. She was looking at him. He pushed back the hair from her face. Fear. Not terror. A different fear. She kissed him and he let his hand down her back. Touching his way down her spine and back. That perfect tattoo on her shoulder. He could feel her breasts pressed against him. The warmth of them. Knowing that beads of sweat would soon form on the supple skin. He tasted her mouth. Longing. He would miss this. Small paintdrops of pure being in every kiss. She could be an obsession. He understood this. That in some way perhaps she was. He was sharing her lover’s bed. One that he would come into and leave from willingly as she needed.

Ana spoke. He shook his head. He didn’t think it wrong. She was an adult. She was making a choice. What to do, what to feel. He didn’t think choice was wrong. She spoke in his native tongue and it stoked the fire in him. The barest whisper of oxygen from her would do that. He could feel her breathing even as he continued moving in and out of her. Her fingers on his face, his bruise. Her bruise. The fear in her eyes wasn’t for him. It was for her, for what she wanted. He flipped them over without pulling out. With him on top, he had leverage. He lifted his hand and gently caressed her face. His eyes meeting hers. He pulled his hand back and slapped her. Not very hard. Just enough to sting. He wondered if she really understood what she wanted.

To be so open, so vulnerable. Sasha knew she felt guilt. She thinks it’s her fault that Mackenzie is in that darkness. But it wasn’t. They all made choices. Everything they did as adults led them here. The person seeking retribution merely chose now, not who. He likely had them in mind the moment their lives crossed. He closed his eyes a second as he shivered. When he opened them, they were harder. Not colder. Something between them had changed that in him. He couldn’t feel a disconnect from her no matter what. He started fucking her a bit harder. His hand came up again and he hit her once more. “Не неправильно.” He grunted as he worked himself in and out. “Du willst verletzt werden.” He said it louder with a thrust. “Es ist nicht falsch.” He growled it now. “Aber sag mir warum.” He looked in her eyes. Another slap. “Sag es laut.”

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha’s rough hand touched her face, without a second to breathe she was below him yet again. He caressed her cheek and stared into her dark eyes. Ana wasn’t ready for it, but the sharp sting hit her cheek without notice. She took a deep breath in and made herself recognize what was happening. He was doing as she asked. Ana couldn’t be surprised by that. She stared at him and took in a deep breath to keep calm. He had stopped fucking her, but had yet to move. “Sasha..” Ana spoke up and finally he moved. His hips pushed harder into hers and she grunted with each thrust. His hand slapped her cheek again. Ana dipped her head back into the mattress. Recognizing his words only slightly. Something about it being wrong or not being wrong. She assumed the latter. Sasha grunted even louder. 

Ana held onto his shoulders while her legs slid around his waist. “Du willst verletzt werden. Es ist nicht falsch.” Sasha’s voice turned into a low grumble. “Aber sag mir warum.” She stared at him, until he hit her face again. “Sag es laut.” Ana wasn’t focusing on the words. Just the raw pain between her legs and now her cheek. He was asking why… why it was okay to be hurt. She didn’t have the answer. Sasha was pushing into her even harder now. Ana gripped his shoulder and brought his face close to her. “Ich weiß es nicht.” She breathed against his jaw, able to let her teeth hang onto the skin with his newly trimmed face. What was he looking to hear? It made her feel better but also worse? It made her want to fight back? It made her feel like she deserved it?

The last thing she wanted to do was admit that to Sasha. No, it didn’t help her get off better or faster. It wasn’t about the pleasure or sex. Ana felt she had done wrong. She fucked up Mackenzie’s chances of never going back to jail. There she was, behind bars yet again. All your fault. It was more than possession that she craved from Sasha at the moment. She craved punishment. One that was unleashed without stopping. From the look on his face, he wanted to hurt her as much as she wanted to be hurt. It wasn’t about the person either. Sasha was kind and loving when he wasn’t in this position. She asked it of him. “Es tut mir Leid. Ich weiß es nicht.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana said she didn’t know. She bit into his jaw and he let himself feel the pain. The other day had been her letting go, letting herself give into anger. Letting her be free to feel. Today was about her wanting something else. Needing something else. He continued to fuck her. Waiting for an answer. She didn’t come up with one. Instead she apologized and said she didn’t know. He shut his eyes. “Lügner.” He said it with a bit of anger behind it. She knew why. She didn’t want to say it but she knew. He’d never come across someone like her. He could see her thoughts in her eyes. He said it again, then slipped out of her. For a moment he considered getting up, leaving the apartment. He didn’t want lies. He had enough of those in his everyday. He wanted honesty from her. Instead of leaving he got off her and pulled her to the edge of the bed roughly. Face down bent over the side of the bed he took her.

His hand came down on her ass. Harder than he’d hit her face but still not as hard as he could hit. His cock swelled inside her. Hard and slow. He wanted her to feel it. Not only him, his size, his force but the deliberateness of it all. He was taking her. She wanted to be hit, to be hurt. He slapped her ass again. “Lügner.” He said it again, louder. Sasha had no problem giving her everything she wanted and needed. But she’d been the one who said she didn’t want to take advantage of him. A different kind of friendship. He wanted her to answer him. His hand grabbed her by the hair as he bent over her. His mouth finding her neck and biting. He couldn’t, shouldn’t leave marks. Her lover would see. Her other lover. Did he care? He kissed and licked where he bit and fucked her a bit faster.

“Wissen Sie.” He spoke against her ear. His body pressing into hers. He could feel the sweat coating his body now. His desire, the act. It was burning him up. “Keine Lügen. Sag mir Ana.” He breathed her in and kissed her shoulder, licking the salty flesh. “Es ist nicht falsch.” He reached under her and groped her breast. Fingers digging in. “Es ist nicht falsch. Du gehörst zu mir. Sag mir Ana.“

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha saw right through her again. She knew there would be a punishment. Maybe it was what she needed to finally get the hint. Lying got her nowhere. He called her a liar. She could hear the anger in his voice. Sasha pulled away from her. She figured they’d be done. That wasn’t how he worked though. His hands found her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed and flipped her over. She shut her eyes tightly, knowing what was coming next. A hard slap on her ass. She barely felt his cock insider her again. Ana whimpered and gripped the sheets. Ana’s grunts came out sharply as he fucked her with more force. It was slow, but painful with each heavy thrust.

Liar. He slapped her again and she bit down on her arm. His teeth found her. His tongue too. Ana grunted more with each thrust. He went faster. Ana gripped even harder onto the sheets. Her forehead pressed against the bed more. “Keine Lügen. Sag mir Ana.” She whimpered again. His kisses ran along her shoulder. The juxtaposition of it all set her nerves on fire. His words spoke against her shoulder. His hands gripped her chest like he was taking it for himself. Ana grunted and tried to make herself say it. He moved faster, not giving her time to think about it. There was no need to think. Ana knew the answer. He knew she knew it too. His fingers tugged on her bars and she winced and hissed in pain. “I don’t know!” She called against the bed, feeling spit line her lips.

He didn’t hesitate. Ana felt a bite along her shoulder near her neck and she called out in pain yet again. “Fuck!” Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the sheets. Just say it. Just fucking say it. Ana was more stubborn than she knew. Saying it made it real. Saying proved how fucked up she was, no matter what Sasha said. Reality would see it as that way. A fucked up, useless, piece of shit. Just like he had always said.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana was still denying him the answer. She swore against the bed. There was a fury coiling inside him. He needed to keep it in check. He drove himself in as deep as he could and held himself there. He was giving himself a moment. He let go of her breast and put his hand in the middle of her back. His breathing was heavy. A drop of sweat fell from his brow on to her back. “Stop lying Ana.” He shook his head. She wanted to be hurt. Asked for it. He kept his hand on her back, holding her down, and pulled out. Stepping to the side, he landed a hard blow on her ass. Then another. “Du willst verletzt werden. Warum?” He said it with a growl. The slaps across her face would not bruise. They wouldn’t be noticeable in another hour.

The slaps against her ass would be a different story. No matter what she told Mackenzie, she wouldn’t be able to hide these. His hand print already marked on her skin. He slapped each cheek three times. As she yelped, he leaned over her. “Sag es.” He didn’t want to push her farther than she could handle. It had been a lot for her to process the past few days. But he also didn’t want to back off. He rubbed the red marks. It would cause some stinging but it would also make it feel better. He wasn’t being utterly altruistic here. If she didn’t answer, he would set about spanking her in earnest. “Ana.” He said her name. There was a piece of him that wanted to tell her it wasn’t her fault. What happened to her girlfriend was someone else’s choice. This was what it was about. She wanted to be punished.

“Why do you want to be hurt?” He tried saying it in English. He hoped she understood he would strike her until his hand hurt. If she wanted to be hurt, he would do it. She’d asked for it. They had an understanding didn’t they? Don’t ask for something if you can’t handle it. “Tell me. Sag mir. Dîtes-moi. Расскажи мне.” He kissed her shoulder again as he spoke.

[anaglaringstare]

“Stop lying Ana.” He was gone from her, just pressing down on her back instead. Two sharp slaps on her ass made her whimper and whine. Ana dug her teeth into her arm to keep from screaming. “Du willst verletzt werden. Warum?” Slap. Slap. Slap. Then three more. Ana listened to his words. Say it. Say it. She felt him stop… just a moment. He touched her ass and rubbed the sore skin. “Ana.” She sniffed and wiped the pained tears from her eyes. Ana took a slow breath in. “Why do you want to be hurt?” She swallowed again. Ana was physically trying to choke the words out of herself now. He told her to say it in more than one language. He kissed her shoulder and Ana inhaled sharply. Part of her wanted to blurt out everything. Part of her wanted to leave. Running was always easier, but hell would follow.

“I deserve it.” She sobbed out the words and gripped the sheets on the bed. Ana felt her hands shaking, preparing for more pain to settle on her skin. Her breath shook yet again. “I deserve it.” She said it like William would. Ana shut her eyes and winced a few more times at the memory. His hand hitting her just like Sasha had, but worse. Way worse. She remembered what it felt like to be hit with his wedding band on his finger. Sasha wasn’t touching her. Ana had assumed wrong. He wasn’t hitting her again… not yet. She slowly looked over her shoulder and eventually turned around to face him. Ana sat up on the edge of the bed, unable to feel her raw skin on her ass just yet.

“Je le mérite.” Ana closed her eyes and breathed out. She hadn’t realized the words slipped out in French either. He managed to get her to admit something she had held inside. Ana simply stated it was wrong, and that was it. Sasha wanted to know why. He pushed and she admitted it, just like he had planned. “Qu'est-ce que ça veut dire?” Ana hung her head, feeling defeated in her admission.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

When the words finally came out, he held his breath a second. He heard the emotion pouring out of her. Her entire body was on fire. Everything was coming out. She grimaced expecting something more. Maybe recalling a memory. He moved back. Sat on the edge waiting for her to feel it. To feel the weight of the words, the admission. She turned and looked at him. She said it in French and he started breathing. She sat there, spent in a different way. She looked small. Maybe lost. SHe asked him what it meant. He wanted to ask her if she was asking about admitting it or that she truly believed she deserved to be hurt. This went beyond bdsm to him. He reached out and he saw the flinch, but he didn't stop. He touched her face. In one movement he scooped her up on to his lap and wrapped his arms around her.

"Cela signifie que vous êtes prêt pour la vérité." He kissed her cheek. Then he tipped her face up to his and he placed a soft kiss on her lips. He kissed her again. His hand caressed her face. "La vérité c'est..." He didn't have an easy answer. His cock still half hard pressed against her bottom and almost laughed. The body and the mind sometimes didn't work things out at the same time. "Truth is you want to deserve it.. to deserve the hurt.. the pain.. the punishment.." He rubbed her back with his other hand. His thumb rubbing along her jaw. He kissed her again. "Cela signifie que vous n'étiez pas une victime." He knew they were crossing into things that he probably shouldn't be. "Who told you that you deserved it Ana?" He wasn't a professional therapist but he knew enough about trauma and getting through it. He was beginning to think that he understood her more than even he realized.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sentencing @Ana

Sasha had spent the day running virtual meetings from office space loaned out to him by a local affiliate. It wasn’t fancy in the least but as long as he could connect to the outside world, he would manage. Nothing out of the ordinary was taking place in any of the corporations. He spent the time surfing on his phone as the meeting took place on a laptop in front of him. He was dressed the part though. Tailored shirt and slacks. He didn’t bother with a tie. His security team had rotated and two different faces were keeping him company. He’d gotten a text message from one of his brothers. They wanted to give him a heads up that his father was asking why he was in Bristol. He scratched at his beard and reminded himself to make an appointment for a haircut and a trim. Ana was at the prison with his lawyer. He’d had some interesting things to report in terms of Mackenzie’s problems.

He took the information provided and set some of his own less than legal colleagues looking into things. From the laptop, he caught the tail end of a conversation about a proposed project and gave his opinion. They always thought he wasn’t listening so they acted surprised when he spoke up. A message from his father came through text. He would be in Bath that evening and wanted to meet with him for dinner. He sighed and ignored it for now. He didn’t want to think about him. The meeting finished and he tended to his emails. Reports, notes and summaries. He mumbled under his breath and made notations then sent everything to his assistant at each corresponding company and asked for clarification by week’s ends. He checked his watch and was sure Ana should be done soon. He closed up the laptop and packed up his belongings. He thanked his host and left the building. It was a warehouse by the waterfront. Not much business took place there. Very little prying eyes.

He was in his car when he received a call from Peters. They’d be leaving the prison soon. He told him to hold tight there until he arrived. He would pick up Ana but he didn’t want her alone while she waited. He knew she wasn’t entirely alone. Not when he’d placed two men to keep watch over her. They mentioned it was a pretty easy detail as no one was following her or even remotely looking at her. His driver pulled into the prison parking lot and waited for her to come out. Another message came through. Apparently the IP address identified as creating the file error was literally bounced through dozens of servers and countries. The only thing they could get regarding point of true origin was that the end user was in Bristol. So someone within city limits was pulling the strings. He saw Ana exiting the building with the lawyer and he stepped out of the car.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana nervously waited next to Peters for Sasha to pick her up again. She couldn’t imagine how angry Mac was… more so scared. Her eyes fell deep into her sockets when Amelia’s name was mentioned. She started to bite at her nails. Ana knew there would have to be a big conversation on all of this later on. Sasha being here. Them… well fucking too hard then too less. Ana lost a bit of control, but she felt… lighter. Ana could feel in the moment. She wasn’t being bombarded by thoughts that didn’t need to pop up. They left the building once they finished signing out and Ana noticed Sasha’s car immediately. Peters said his parting ways and told Ana he would keep her updated. He had his own ride and deals to take care of the rest of the day. 

Sasha stepped from the car and Ana approached him. She didn’t hesitate to get close to him. Ana pressed her forehead against his chest. She could feel his large arms wrap around her for comfort. “She’s in there by mistake. Just a mistake…” Ana shook her head and licked her bottom lip. “Something feels… wrong about it. Impending almost.” She slowly pulled away and looked at him. Sasha had a habit of putting his hand on Ana’s cheek. He looked a mess. Bruises that she could see. Bruises that she had made. Ana took a slow breath in and decided to halt the conversation for later. 

She climbed into the car, buckled up and waited for Sasha to drive. Ana fell quiet. She didn’t know what to say. All the information sat in her head and swam around, but it was at least keeping her busy. She needed to recognize that Mac wasn’t there because she didn’t do something wrong. Mac was still a free woman. That was what mattered. She’d be safe and out of there in no time. Ana had lost herself in thought by the time Sasha pulled up to her apartment. She snapped out of it when the car had stopped and he touched her shoulder. “I’m… can we make coffee?” 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana walked right into him and his arms wrapped around her. He could feel her tension and he hated that. He wished Mackenzie could have walked right out with her. It would go a long way to ease her thoughts. She talked about it being a mistake. He nodded and kissed the top of her head. He didn’t think it was a mistake. Not from what his people had found out. This was deliberate in a very real sense. He touched her cheek as she pulled away and looked at him. He could see her eyes were romaing his bruises. They weren’t fading but at least the swelling had gone down. He’d caught her looking at him the past couple of days. A hint of sadness. She got into the car and he got in beside her. His driver was left standing by the car and he made a gesture to hop in with the security detail in the other car.

He drove back to her place. While he hadn’t been in Bristol long, he knew enough to find it without looking at the the GPS exactly. Her place was preprogrammed in thanks to the driver and it showed up as a little red dot on the small screen. She didn’t really talk on the way there. He didn’t pretend to know what it was like to visit a lover at a place like that. He’d never dated anyone who’d get in enough trouble to end up there. He knew Mackenzie’s past and knew her transgressions for the most part. He didn’t care. Even if Ana had done enough to end up in such a place he wouldn’t have cared. Good people did things sometimes out of necessity. That’s how he saw it. She seemed shaken by the visit. They arrived and she asked if they could make coffee. He nodded and turned off the vehicle. He followed her up to the apartment itself.

The dogs were getting somewhat used to him. Coby wasn’t exactly friendly but he had stopped giving him wary looks. He’d even sat near him once but Ana had explained it was more the pizza they’d had than him. Ruby was still not having any of him. She would get close enough for Ana to pet her when they walked through the door but regarded him like he was scary. He was ok with that. He wanted to know that she was at least protective of Ana even if she did seem skittish. He walked into the kitchen like he belonged and started prepping the coffeemaker. He’d had one of the boys make a supply run yesterday and there was better coffee in the cupboard now. He’d also added more food to the fridge under the excuse that he needed to eat. He watched as she hovered. “You ok?”

[anaglaringstare]

Walking into the apartment was another blur through Ana’s eyes. She didn’t say a word until they walked through the doors and Ruby greeted her. Ana spent a moment to scratch behind her ears and kiss her hello. Sasha proceeded through the hallway and entered the kitchen to make the coffee. Ana had full confidence he knew how to do so. She stood up and walked into the kitchen. Her mind was still foggy but she was focused, which was better than bouncing from one thought to the other. Sasha began filling the coffee maker and Ana’s senses filled with the rich aroma. “You ok?” He asked quietly and she messed with her hands as she leaned against the counter top.

“Not really.” She admitted, but he could see it on her face. Ana didn’t want to dig herself into holes anymore. She needed to be truthful not just for other people, but herself. “I don’t want her in there. That place isn’t… I don’t know. She shouldn’t be in there. She didn’t do anything wrong.” Ana could count the time it would take for her to be released, but she felt something was off. “I’m worried… about her. About other people messing with her or keeping her there. It feels like it’s inevitable. Something bad always happens. Always.” She shook her head and rubbed her hand along the side of her arm. Sasha closed the top of the coffee maker and let the pot start to brew. Ruby poked her head around the corner and kept her distance. She wasn’t a fan of a boy in the house.

“Your lawyer is good, but something’s completely fucked up about this case. She didn’t even have a file there. Nothing to report. She was just put there and not told why… because there was no why.” Ana ran her hand through her hair and stared at Sasha. He had his same old face on. Stern but comfortable. No worry lines or anything showing. “He told me not to look into who could’ve done this, which he’s right but what if it keeps happening? Things like this don’t just happen by accident.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She was being up front about how she felt. No dancing or preamble. He’d expected no less. He knew what she felt for Mackenzie and knew it was completely reciprocated. He nodded when she mentioned something bad always happened. It was the way of the world. He didn’t know if it was misfortune, the fates or devils but bad fell on people. He scratched at his beard again. Soon Ruby was looking at Ana but still not coming closer. “He is good yes. And no. It was not accident.” He pulled out mugs and set them on the counter. “He has to tell you not to look into it. You wouldn’t know how to or where to start. And it’s illegal.” He was looking at her. His fingers tugged at his beard and he wondered if she had a trimmer in the house. He could probably trim it himself and just let the barber make it neater. “He gave me the information.. you know this yes?” Peters may not have told her directly but she was intelligent and likely could have made the connection.

“I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” The apartment began to smell even better as the dark roast started to brew. “These.. people.. they do a lot with computers.. someone planted the information. They tried tracking down where it came from.. but the only tiny bit of information leftover was that it came from Bristol. The IP numbers.. some of them anyhow said so.” He shook his head. “Whoever did it is good. They called it a damn good job and having the signal bounce all over the world… then it disappeared. They can keep trying to see if a similar pattern emerges and try to live track it.. but there’s no guarantee they could find it. I told them to hold off but to not terminate the search yet.” He looked at her as he leaned into the counter.

“You say the word and they keep looking.” It would cost more than the attorney had but money wasn’t an issue. “If they look and can find this person.. what then?” He shrugged his shoulders. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.” He wanted to know how far Ana wanted to take this. “Again no guarantees they will find the person but they will keep searching if you want them to. But you need to know what will be done if we find them.”

[anaglaringstare]

“Gave you the information…” Ana repeated with a knit brow. “I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” Ana stared at him with wide eyes. She couldn’t believe it. There was definitely more to the story. It perked her curiosity, but mostly concern. IP numbers and a signal from Bristol. Ana felt her stomach flip and cramp up. “You say the word and they keep looking.” Ana took a deeper breath. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.”

No guarantees. He needed to know the next step. Ana had hunches and now it was all starting to click together. Who else knew computers this well? Who else would be out to get them like this? Torture. Not flat out. Not something Louie would do. Something Luke would think of, but not execute. “Oh my god.” Ana’s eyes drifted to the wall and she felt her skin tingle and her knuckles pulsate. Her jaw dropped open slightly and her hand ran through her hair again. Ana felt weak at the knees. It all made sense. All of it. She did this. You did this. “C-Connor.” She spoke and kept shaking her head. “Hux… Huxley. Connor Huxley.” Even his name made her hair stand on end.

What if she could have Sasha do something? Take him down a peg or two. Maybe rough him up enough so that he left them alone for good. “It was him… I think. I think it was him. He-He knows computers. He hates me… He fucking hates me. Enough to… well… enough to put Mackenzie somewhere I can’t go.” She felt her heart racing. Ana felt dizzy. She walked out of the kitchen and made her way to the couch. No coffee in hand. Ana kept shaking her head and staring at the floor. All she could remember was his smile as he walked away. That stupid smile.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He watched her reactions. She was understanding everything he spoke about. He imagined she knew more about computers than he did. He knew enough to operate them but past that, he didn’t care. It was a tool. It was intriguing to watch her. Her thoughts just below the surface. He saw it light up in her features. She knew who it was. She said the name and he made a note of it. She continued talking, getting paler. Sasha began to have an immediate dislike of this person. She walked away from him to the living room. Whoever this man was, he was trouble for Ana. He waited a moment then poured the two cups and carried them into the living room. He joined Ana on the couch. “Here.” He handed her the mug and sat back. He dug his phone out of his pocket and started typing. She hadn’t asked or even hinted at what she wanted. They didn’t have proof that he was behind it but Ana’s reaction was enough for him to want to know about him.

A quick message and his security was on it. He’d asked for information on the man. Everything they could find. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” He noted the look about her eyes. The slight tremor in her hands. He reached out and took one of her hands. He held it and moved a little closer. He brought it to his lips. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” He wouldn’t need much of a reason or a push. Not when he could feel her hand. See her. The way she’d been having Mackenzie away. Seeing her in pain as she’d been. It wasn’t an easy thing to stomach. Especially when he had it within his power to erase the problem.

He drank from his coffee and awaited an answer. His phone beeped once and he knew it to be email. He put his mug down so he needn’t let go of her hand. There was a brief rundown of publicly available information with a promise of a full background within the hour. The phone started ringing and he groaned. His father again. He shook his head and declined the call. “He does not give up. I swear.” He sent a text message which he knew his father would hate. He would not meet him for dinner as he already had plans. He put the phone down.

[anaglaringstare]

Her hand gripped around the warm mug but she didn’t drink just yet. Ana wasn’t exactly ready to do two things at once. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” It had to be him… who else would take the time to do this so intricately. The more she thought about it, the more she believed it was him. Her hand was taken, kissed, which led to Ana’s attention being drawn back. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” Even if Connor was an absolute nightmare, Ana didn’t know how to go about it. Connor was deeply rooted in a lot of stress in her life.

It took two seconds for Sasha to become annoyed with his phone. He muttered about someone and assumed it was a sibling or father. Ana knew she never had the urge to pull the trigger. Her father. Connor. Anyone that had brought her down further than the ground could pull her. It was too much power. So many people wanted to end something that hurt her. No one could just leave it be. She spoke, deciding on the first thing she could. “No.” Ana pulled her hands away and put them behind her neck. She massaged her thumbs into the skin and leaned back. “No.. I-I can’t do anything. It’s… I did this. It’s my fault.” Ana shook her head. “Remember when I called you? You picked me up from that holding room.. well I deserved to be there. I hurt him. He hurt me. It’s… it’s what happens and I stepped out of line.” Ana hated how general she was being with the subject, but it showed it was an uncaring venture.

“We’ll need to leave it.” Ana exhaled. She needed to explain further. “Mac will be out tomorrow. I’ll tell her then. Promise you’ll leave it alone? No more money involved in this.” His phone was buzzing with a message again. “Just answer it. It’s more important than this.” Ana excused herself and walked into her room. Shoes, socks off, then her shirt. Ana grabbed a black tank top instead and a pair of shorts.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She declined his offer. Releasing his hand she explained who the guy was. Sasha started understanding what she was now feeling. Guilt. But she said something that made him frown. He didn’t believe in stepping out of line. She wanted to leave it. He was thinking it over when his phone rang. She was dismissing it all with a wave of her hand. Dismissing him. It was a message and he looked at it. His father was unhappy. Seting the phone down, he rolled his eyes to the empty room as she’d gone to her bedroom. He picked up his cup and drank. His thoughts milling about what she’d told him. He remembered picking her up and the right state she’d been in then too. He finished his coffee and stood up. He walked over to the room and went inside. She was changing.

He admired her body even if it wasn’t the time and place. He thought about it and smiled. They were in the bedroom. He began unbuttoning his shirt. “If you’re undressing I am too.” He took off his shirt and started undoing his pants. “Mackenzie will be out tomorrow. It means I will head back to.. wherever..” He wasn’t planning on staying in England. It was stifling to him if he was by himself. She made it bearable. “I don’t know that I want to promise to leave things alone.. I don’t like how he makes you… react.” He was standing there in boxer briefs. Sasha moved to her. He put his hands on her hips. “And the next time you say.. something is more important.. I will walk out very upset.” He put his forehead against hers.

“Ana… you are important.. very important.. Mackenzie..she’s very important. I don’t like you saying you stepped out of line.. for anyone..that’s.. I don’t like it.” His hands moved to her arms and he rubbed them up and down. “I won’t ask.. not what happened with him.. if you want to tell me, I’d like to hear. But it is up to you.” He kissed her temple, her cheek. “I won’t do anything for now. But I am looking into him.” He put a finger under her chin and lifted it so he could look in her eyes. “Do you have clippers?”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana heard his voice and turned around. His fingers were at his buttons on his shirt. She watched them pop open as she pulled on her shorts. Ana suddenly felt very naked. Not enough layers were on her skin. “Mackenzie will be out tomorrow. It means I will head back to.. wherever..” Ana didn’t like the idea of it. “I don’t know that I want to promise to leave things alone.. I don’t like how he makes you… react.” Ana rubbed the side of her face. Even the mere mention of him made her want to leave the room. She felt his hands on her hips and his head on hers. Ana closed her eyes. Sasha said she was important. Mackenzie was important. “I won’t ask.. not what happened with him.. if you want to tell me, I’d like to hear. But it is up to you.” She felt two light kisses on her face.

She expected one on her lips, but instead he asked for clippers. Ana wasn’t sure what he meant. His hands went to his beard and she lifted her brow. “Well… sort of. Mackenzie shaves the back of her head sometimes when it’s long…” Ana stared at him, wondering what he would look like with a shorter beard. It had only grown longer since she first saw him. “In my bathroom. Bottom drawer.” Ana motioned toward the bathroom connected to their room. She wasn’t in the mood to help or see what it was all about. Ana dismissed the coffee, now she was dismissing him. She climbed in bed and hugged the pillow next to her. Sasha stepped toward the bathroom and closed the door.

Ana closed her eyes, hoping the sound of the clippers would keep her mind busy. She grew hot. Ana stripped herself of her clothes and rested on her stomach. Nothing was helping. The clippers stopped buzzing. Ana closed her eyes tightly and gripped onto the pillow under her. The door opened and she sighed under her breath. “I was getting used to that noise.” She grumbled and shifted her arms under the pillow. “I can’t get comfortable.” I can’t stop thinking about how guilty I am.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana didn’t offer to help, not that he had expected it. He was giving her a bit of space as he was taking some. The beard was bothering him but it could have waited. The look in her eyes anytime this man was brought up was causing a reaction in him. He went into the bathroom and shut the door. Sasha found the clippers and grabbed the small wastebin. He set it atop the sink and began working over it. He’d still have to clean up a bit but it would be minimal. His mind was on overdrive.

Every possible scenario as to why this man caused such feelings in Ana was playing out. He wasn’t a jilted lover. But from the look of him he could have forced himself on her. The picture in the email showed cold eyes. It was a work photo but it was still cold. As he slowly trimmed away his beard, he pushed the anger he felt aside. She’d wiped at her skin when he was brought up. A flash of what she’d looked like strapped to that bench in London. Terror. He was almost done. It wasn’t uneven so he was happy. He considered shaving it all off. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen his face. He put things away and rinsed his face. He lived in the city. He shook his head. He couldn’t leave Ana unprotected from this. He was to leave when Mackenzie returned and they would be left with a different wolf. One that would attack unprovoked. He knew Ana said she had hurt him but it wasn’t something he could understand. Even as the bruises and cut stared back at him, he couldn’t see her lashing out at someone without provocation. Whatever was done to her by this man, he couldn’t promise to leave it alone.

When he walked back into the bedroom he saw her clothes on the floor as she complained about the sound. He smiled and stripped himself free of his briefs. He climbed into bed behind her. “I’m sure there’s a vibrator we can use. Same noise.” He lay his body against hers. His cock already waking up. He kissed her shoulder, her neck. His hands slipping along her body. He could feel her thinking and knew it wasn’t pleasant. “Ana…” He whispered against her skin. His hands under her cupping her breasts, finding the piercings. “Sei hier.” Sasha pinched her nipples slowly as his hips pressed against her. His hardening cock rubbing her ass. He hadn’t expected to jump in bed when they got back from the prison. He’d thought they would talk more. But he knew she needed a different reassurance, a different comfort. One of his hands slipped down between her legs and caressed her lips. “Umdrehen.”

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha didn’t waste a moment getting in bed beside Ana. She wasn’t sure why she was surprised. His body was up against hers, just like they had woken up. Ana had to switch her mind off in these moments. She needed to know it was okay. Mackenzie would forgive her and understand. Ana understood it more now that things had gone off track. “Ana…” She swallowed and closed her eyes. His hands traveled along her body. “Yeah.” His hands found her chest. Ana took a deeper breath in. He pinched. He pushed. He asked her to be in the moment. Right here. Right now. Not overthinking. I was something she hadn’t necessarily been told. It was easier than she thought. Ana focused on the touch of his hands. He was awake. His inner lust and need pushing against her ass.

“Umdrehen.” She swallowed. Ana didn’t ask for this to happen, things fell in place yet again. No clothes caused an invitation. Ana turned just like he asked. The full beard was gone. Just a very short version across his face. Ana could see his features better. Her eyes stared at his. She felt his cock pressing up against her hip. His fingers still sliding between her lips and causing her to breathe a little heavier. Her hands found his chest and slid next to his arms. Ana was wet but she wasn’t willing to stick with foreplay for long. She reached between his legs and found his cock. Definitely hard. Growing harder in her hands. 

She slid him between her legs, just touching her entrance. He could push forward if he wished. “Я здесь.” Ana spoke softly next to his cheek. You’ve been brushing up on your Russian. Yes, shut up. “Why did you trim?” Ana asked breathlessly, feeling the wetness between her legs inch onto his cock. “Weniger Bär, mehr Wolf.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana faced him. His hand between her legs stayed there, touching, cupping. She looked at his face, his eyes. A smile was on his lips. It didn’t take much especially when he was near her. The anger he’d felt in the bathroom at the other man was pushed away into a corner. He would think about it later. But right this minute he only needed to concern himself with her. She touched him and he could swear ever his scars rose to meet her fingers. When she reached for him, he groaned. She was much more at ease with touching him. He would have happily pumped his hips as she held him but she had different thoughts. He was between her legs when she said the word in Russian. A warm flush to his body. She was coaxing him to her wetness. He chuckled when she said there was less bear. His hands moved. One to her hip, the other guiding himself into her. His hips pushed. Being sexually active made things easier for their bodies to fit without much resistance. She took him in slowly. He moaned as he pushed.

When he was fully inside, he took her hand and put it to his face. He no longer grimaced when she touched the bruise. “Ich bin immer Wolf.” He kissed her lips hard. Being in her had woken up his appetite. He knew his time in this bed was limited. The other owner would return and he would be set off to wander alone until she wanted him again. He didn’t mind it as long as there was an again at some point. He pulled out a bit and pushed back in. “I needed a change.. almost shaved it off.” He whispered against their kiss. His tongue flicking at her lips. His pelvis slowly building up a rhythm. From the living room, he could hear his phone still ringing. He tuned it out, knowing who it was. He turned them so she was lying on top of him.

“Möchtest du mich gern rasieren?” His hands moved to her hips, guiding her movements against his hard cock. “Willst du mich verletzen?” He asked only to let her know that it would be ok if she did. He knew she didn’t like the marks she’d left. Not these. These were her anger painted on his skin. What would she paint today if she stuck him? He knew he was likely a little unusual wanting to feel her emotions on his skin but he didn’t dwell. “Willst du von mir verletzt werden? He looked in her eyes, accepting whatever she might need.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana’s breathing hitched when he proceeded. “I needed a change.. almost shaved it off.” She swallowed and closed her eyes. Ana let his lips touch hers. She melted into the moment. Their small bubble. Ana wanted this with Mackenzie. She wondered if there was just too much history to get them here. She was willing to try anything. Ana let a shaken breath out. His hips slowly moved against hers. Ana’s leg lifted over his hip. He asked questions, but Ana wasn’t paying much attention. No, she wouldn’t shave him. He looked fine the way he was. No, she didn’t want to hurt him either. Ana felt calm in this state.

“Willst du von mir verletzt werden?“ She knew it was wrong. Jayden was screaming in her head at the mention of it. Hurt by him. Maybe she would forget about all the nonsense that fluttered around her head. Ana slid over his lap and splayed her fingers across his chest. She looked down at him, feeling unsure. He could see it in her eyes. Sasha was able to read her without any question. No words. She leaned closer to him and kissed his lips. The beard was gone, no padding along her cheeks. It felt softer and rough all at the same time. Ana moved her hips and breathed out against his lips. They were already back in the moment. Ana knew if they were together, they would never leave the house. She’d be bed ridden. Their movements felt like a constructed symphony.

Ana’s lips pulled away from his and she touched his jaw. “How wrong is it if you hurt me?” She swallowed. Asking in the most vulnerable sense. When did pain become something she needed to feel? It brought her back to the past every time. It broke her. It snapped her mind in two and she still craved it. “Ударь меня.” She spoke quietly and touched the bruise on his cheek. It was about all she knew in Russian at this point. Some words came to mind, but she wasn’t sure if she was expressing them right. This, she had studied. Ana felt uncomfortable forming the sentence, but she said it straight to his face. 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Their movements were driven by lust and comfort. She was looking at him. He pushed back the hair from her face. Fear. Not terror. A different fear. She kissed him and he let his hand down her back. Touching his way down her spine and back. That perfect tattoo on her shoulder. He could feel her breasts pressed against him. The warmth of them. Knowing that beads of sweat would soon form on the supple skin. He tasted her mouth. Longing. He would miss this. Small paintdrops of pure being in every kiss. She could be an obsession. He understood this. That in some way perhaps she was. He was sharing her lover’s bed. One that he would come into and leave from willingly as she needed.

Ana spoke. He shook his head. He didn’t think it wrong. She was an adult. She was making a choice. What to do, what to feel. He didn’t think choice was wrong. She spoke in his native tongue and it stoked the fire in him. The barest whisper of oxygen from her would do that. He could feel her breathing even as he continued moving in and out of her. Her fingers on his face, his bruise. Her bruise. The fear in her eyes wasn’t for him. It was for her, for what she wanted. He flipped them over without pulling out. With him on top, he had leverage. He lifted his hand and gently caressed her face. His eyes meeting hers. He pulled his hand back and slapped her. Not very hard. Just enough to sting. He wondered if she really understood what she wanted.

To be so open, so vulnerable. Sasha knew she felt guilt. She thinks it’s her fault that Mackenzie is in that darkness. But it wasn’t. They all made choices. Everything they did as adults led them here. The person seeking retribution merely chose now, not who. He likely had them in mind the moment their lives crossed. He closed his eyes a second as he shivered. When he opened them, they were harder. Not colder. Something between them had changed that in him. He couldn’t feel a disconnect from her no matter what. He started fucking her a bit harder. His hand came up again and he hit her once more. “Не неправильно.” He grunted as he worked himself in and out. “Du willst verletzt werden.” He said it louder with a thrust. “Es ist nicht falsch.” He growled it now. “Aber sag mir warum.” He looked in her eyes. Another slap. “Sag es laut.”

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha’s rough hand touched her face, without a second to breathe she was below him yet again. He caressed her cheek and stared into her dark eyes. Ana wasn’t ready for it, but the sharp sting hit her cheek without notice. She took a deep breath in and made herself recognize what was happening. He was doing as she asked. Ana couldn’t be surprised by that. She stared at him and took in a deep breath to keep calm. He had stopped fucking her, but had yet to move. “Sasha..” Ana spoke up and finally he moved. His hips pushed harder into hers and she grunted with each thrust. His hand slapped her cheek again. Ana dipped her head back into the mattress. Recognizing his words only slightly. Something about it being wrong or not being wrong. She assumed the latter. Sasha grunted even louder. 

Ana held onto his shoulders while her legs slid around his waist. “Du willst verletzt werden. Es ist nicht falsch.” Sasha’s voice turned into a low grumble. “Aber sag mir warum.” She stared at him, until he hit her face again. “Sag es laut.” Ana wasn’t focusing on the words. Just the raw pain between her legs and now her cheek. He was asking why… why it was okay to be hurt. She didn’t have the answer. Sasha was pushing into her even harder now. Ana gripped his shoulder and brought his face close to her. “Ich weiß es nicht.” She breathed against his jaw, able to let her teeth hang onto the skin with his newly trimmed face. What was he looking to hear? It made her feel better but also worse? It made her want to fight back? It made her feel like she deserved it?

The last thing she wanted to do was admit that to Sasha. No, it didn’t help her get off better or faster. It wasn’t about the pleasure or sex. Ana felt she had done wrong. She fucked up Mackenzie’s chances of never going back to jail. There she was, behind bars yet again. All your fault. It was more than possession that she craved from Sasha at the moment. She craved punishment. One that was unleashed without stopping. From the look on his face, he wanted to hurt her as much as she wanted to be hurt. It wasn’t about the person either. Sasha was kind and loving when he wasn’t in this position. She asked it of him. “Es tut mir Leid. Ich weiß es nicht.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana said she didn’t know. She bit into his jaw and he let himself feel the pain. The other day had been her letting go, letting herself give into anger. Letting her be free to feel. Today was about her wanting something else. Needing something else. He continued to fuck her. Waiting for an answer. She didn’t come up with one. Instead she apologized and said she didn’t know. He shut his eyes. “Lügner.” He said it with a bit of anger behind it. She knew why. She didn’t want to say it but she knew. He’d never come across someone like her. He could see her thoughts in her eyes. He said it again, then slipped out of her. For a moment he considered getting up, leaving the apartment. He didn’t want lies. He had enough of those in his everyday. He wanted honesty from her. Instead of leaving he got off her and pulled her to the edge of the bed roughly. Face down bent over the side of the bed he took her.

His hand came down on her ass. Harder than he’d hit her face but still not as hard as he could hit. His cock swelled inside her. Hard and slow. He wanted her to feel it. Not only him, his size, his force but the deliberateness of it all. He was taking her. She wanted to be hit, to be hurt. He slapped her ass again. “Lügner.” He said it again, louder. Sasha had no problem giving her everything she wanted and needed. But she’d been the one who said she didn’t want to take advantage of him. A different kind of friendship. He wanted her to answer him. His hand grabbed her by the hair as he bent over her. His mouth finding her neck and biting. He couldn’t, shouldn’t leave marks. Her lover would see. Her other lover. Did he care? He kissed and licked where he bit and fucked her a bit faster.

“Wissen Sie.” He spoke against her ear. His body pressing into hers. He could feel the sweat coating his body now. His desire, the act. It was burning him up. “Keine Lügen. Sag mir Ana.” He breathed her in and kissed her shoulder, licking the salty flesh. “Es ist nicht falsch.” He reached under her and groped her breast. Fingers digging in. “Es ist nicht falsch. Du gehörst zu mir. Sag mir Ana.“

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha saw right through her again. She knew there would be a punishment. Maybe it was what she needed to finally get the hint. Lying got her nowhere. He called her a liar. She could hear the anger in his voice. Sasha pulled away from her. She figured they’d be done. That wasn’t how he worked though. His hands found her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed and flipped her over. She shut her eyes tightly, knowing what was coming next. A hard slap on her ass. She barely felt his cock insider her again. Ana whimpered and gripped the sheets. Ana’s grunts came out sharply as he fucked her with more force. It was slow, but painful with each heavy thrust.

Liar. He slapped her again and she bit down on her arm. His teeth found her. His tongue too. Ana grunted more with each thrust. He went faster. Ana gripped even harder onto the sheets. Her forehead pressed against the bed more. “Keine Lügen. Sag mir Ana.” She whimpered again. His kisses ran along her shoulder. The juxtaposition of it all set her nerves on fire. His words spoke against her shoulder. His hands gripped her chest like he was taking it for himself. Ana grunted and tried to make herself say it. He moved faster, not giving her time to think about it. There was no need to think. Ana knew the answer. He knew she knew it too. His fingers tugged on her bars and she winced and hissed in pain. “I don’t know!” She called against the bed, feeling spit line her lips.

He didn’t hesitate. Ana felt a bite along her shoulder near her neck and she called out in pain yet again. “Fuck!” Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the sheets. Just say it. Just fucking say it. Ana was more stubborn than she knew. Saying it made it real. Saying proved how fucked up she was, no matter what Sasha said. Reality would see it as that way. A fucked up, useless, piece of shit. Just like he had always said.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana was still denying him the answer. She swore against the bed. There was a fury coiling inside him. He needed to keep it in check. He drove himself in as deep as he could and held himself there. He was giving himself a moment. He let go of her breast and put his hand in the middle of her back. His breathing was heavy. A drop of sweat fell from his brow on to her back. "Stop lying Ana." He shook his head. She wanted to be hurt. Asked for it. He kept his hand on her back, holding her down, and pulled out. Stepping to the side, he landed a hard blow on her ass. Then another. "Du willst verletzt werden. Warum?" He said it with a growl. The slaps across her face would not bruise. They wouldn't be noticeable in another hour.

The slaps against her ass would be a different story. No matter what she told Mackenzie, she wouldn't be able to hide these. His hand print already marked on her skin. He slapped each cheek three times. As she yelped, he leaned over her. "Sag es." He didn't want to push her farther than she could handle. It had been a lot for her to process the past few days. But he also didn't want to back off. He rubbed the red marks. It would cause some stinging but it would also make it feel better. He wasn't being utterly altruistic here. If she didn't answer, he would set about spanking her in earnest. "Ana." He said her name. There was a piece of him that wanted to tell her it wasn't her fault. What happened to her girlfriend was someone else's choice. This was what it was about. She wanted to be punished.

"Why do you want to be hurt?" He tried saying it in English. He hoped she understood he would strike her until his hand hurt. If she wanted to be hurt, he would do it. She'd asked for it. They had an understanding didn't they? Don't ask for something if you can't handle it. "Tell me. Sag mir. Dîtes-moi. Расскажи мне." He kissed her shoulder again as he spoke.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sentencing @Ana

Sasha had spent the day running virtual meetings from office space loaned out to him by a local affiliate. It wasn’t fancy in the least but as long as he could connect to the outside world, he would manage. Nothing out of the ordinary was taking place in any of the corporations. He spent the time surfing on his phone as the meeting took place on a laptop in front of him. He was dressed the part though. Tailored shirt and slacks. He didn’t bother with a tie. His security team had rotated and two different faces were keeping him company. He’d gotten a text message from one of his brothers. They wanted to give him a heads up that his father was asking why he was in Bristol. He scratched at his beard and reminded himself to make an appointment for a haircut and a trim. Ana was at the prison with his lawyer. He’d had some interesting things to report in terms of Mackenzie’s problems.

He took the information provided and set some of his own less than legal colleagues looking into things. From the laptop, he caught the tail end of a conversation about a proposed project and gave his opinion. They always thought he wasn’t listening so they acted surprised when he spoke up. A message from his father came through text. He would be in Bath that evening and wanted to meet with him for dinner. He sighed and ignored it for now. He didn’t want to think about him. The meeting finished and he tended to his emails. Reports, notes and summaries. He mumbled under his breath and made notations then sent everything to his assistant at each corresponding company and asked for clarification by week’s ends. He checked his watch and was sure Ana should be done soon. He closed up the laptop and packed up his belongings. He thanked his host and left the building. It was a warehouse by the waterfront. Not much business took place there. Very little prying eyes.

He was in his car when he received a call from Peters. They’d be leaving the prison soon. He told him to hold tight there until he arrived. He would pick up Ana but he didn’t want her alone while she waited. He knew she wasn’t entirely alone. Not when he’d placed two men to keep watch over her. They mentioned it was a pretty easy detail as no one was following her or even remotely looking at her. His driver pulled into the prison parking lot and waited for her to come out. Another message came through. Apparently the IP address identified as creating the file error was literally bounced through dozens of servers and countries. The only thing they could get regarding point of true origin was that the end user was in Bristol. So someone within city limits was pulling the strings. He saw Ana exiting the building with the lawyer and he stepped out of the car.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana nervously waited next to Peters for Sasha to pick her up again. She couldn’t imagine how angry Mac was… more so scared. Her eyes fell deep into her sockets when Amelia’s name was mentioned. She started to bite at her nails. Ana knew there would have to be a big conversation on all of this later on. Sasha being here. Them… well fucking too hard then too less. Ana lost a bit of control, but she felt… lighter. Ana could feel in the moment. She wasn’t being bombarded by thoughts that didn’t need to pop up. They left the building once they finished signing out and Ana noticed Sasha’s car immediately. Peters said his parting ways and told Ana he would keep her updated. He had his own ride and deals to take care of the rest of the day. 

Sasha stepped from the car and Ana approached him. She didn’t hesitate to get close to him. Ana pressed her forehead against his chest. She could feel his large arms wrap around her for comfort. “She’s in there by mistake. Just a mistake…” Ana shook her head and licked her bottom lip. “Something feels… wrong about it. Impending almost.” She slowly pulled away and looked at him. Sasha had a habit of putting his hand on Ana’s cheek. He looked a mess. Bruises that she could see. Bruises that she had made. Ana took a slow breath in and decided to halt the conversation for later. 

She climbed into the car, buckled up and waited for Sasha to drive. Ana fell quiet. She didn’t know what to say. All the information sat in her head and swam around, but it was at least keeping her busy. She needed to recognize that Mac wasn’t there because she didn’t do something wrong. Mac was still a free woman. That was what mattered. She’d be safe and out of there in no time. Ana had lost herself in thought by the time Sasha pulled up to her apartment. She snapped out of it when the car had stopped and he touched her shoulder. “I’m… can we make coffee?” 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana walked right into him and his arms wrapped around her. He could feel her tension and he hated that. He wished Mackenzie could have walked right out with her. It would go a long way to ease her thoughts. She talked about it being a mistake. He nodded and kissed the top of her head. He didn’t think it was a mistake. Not from what his people had found out. This was deliberate in a very real sense. He touched her cheek as she pulled away and looked at him. He could see her eyes were romaing his bruises. They weren’t fading but at least the swelling had gone down. He’d caught her looking at him the past couple of days. A hint of sadness. She got into the car and he got in beside her. His driver was left standing by the car and he made a gesture to hop in with the security detail in the other car.

He drove back to her place. While he hadn’t been in Bristol long, he knew enough to find it without looking at the the GPS exactly. Her place was preprogrammed in thanks to the driver and it showed up as a little red dot on the small screen. She didn’t really talk on the way there. He didn’t pretend to know what it was like to visit a lover at a place like that. He’d never dated anyone who’d get in enough trouble to end up there. He knew Mackenzie’s past and knew her transgressions for the most part. He didn’t care. Even if Ana had done enough to end up in such a place he wouldn’t have cared. Good people did things sometimes out of necessity. That’s how he saw it. She seemed shaken by the visit. They arrived and she asked if they could make coffee. He nodded and turned off the vehicle. He followed her up to the apartment itself.

The dogs were getting somewhat used to him. Coby wasn’t exactly friendly but he had stopped giving him wary looks. He’d even sat near him once but Ana had explained it was more the pizza they’d had than him. Ruby was still not having any of him. She would get close enough for Ana to pet her when they walked through the door but regarded him like he was scary. He was ok with that. He wanted to know that she was at least protective of Ana even if she did seem skittish. He walked into the kitchen like he belonged and started prepping the coffeemaker. He’d had one of the boys make a supply run yesterday and there was better coffee in the cupboard now. He’d also added more food to the fridge under the excuse that he needed to eat. He watched as she hovered. “You ok?”

[anaglaringstare]

Walking into the apartment was another blur through Ana’s eyes. She didn’t say a word until they walked through the doors and Ruby greeted her. Ana spent a moment to scratch behind her ears and kiss her hello. Sasha proceeded through the hallway and entered the kitchen to make the coffee. Ana had full confidence he knew how to do so. She stood up and walked into the kitchen. Her mind was still foggy but she was focused, which was better than bouncing from one thought to the other. Sasha began filling the coffee maker and Ana’s senses filled with the rich aroma. “You ok?” He asked quietly and she messed with her hands as she leaned against the counter top.

“Not really.” She admitted, but he could see it on her face. Ana didn’t want to dig herself into holes anymore. She needed to be truthful not just for other people, but herself. “I don’t want her in there. That place isn’t… I don’t know. She shouldn’t be in there. She didn’t do anything wrong.” Ana could count the time it would take for her to be released, but she felt something was off. “I’m worried… about her. About other people messing with her or keeping her there. It feels like it’s inevitable. Something bad always happens. Always.” She shook her head and rubbed her hand along the side of her arm. Sasha closed the top of the coffee maker and let the pot start to brew. Ruby poked her head around the corner and kept her distance. She wasn’t a fan of a boy in the house.

“Your lawyer is good, but something’s completely fucked up about this case. She didn’t even have a file there. Nothing to report. She was just put there and not told why… because there was no why.” Ana ran her hand through her hair and stared at Sasha. He had his same old face on. Stern but comfortable. No worry lines or anything showing. “He told me not to look into who could’ve done this, which he’s right but what if it keeps happening? Things like this don’t just happen by accident.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She was being up front about how she felt. No dancing or preamble. He’d expected no less. He knew what she felt for Mackenzie and knew it was completely reciprocated. He nodded when she mentioned something bad always happened. It was the way of the world. He didn’t know if it was misfortune, the fates or devils but bad fell on people. He scratched at his beard again. Soon Ruby was looking at Ana but still not coming closer. “He is good yes. And no. It was not accident.” He pulled out mugs and set them on the counter. “He has to tell you not to look into it. You wouldn’t know how to or where to start. And it’s illegal.” He was looking at her. His fingers tugged at his beard and he wondered if she had a trimmer in the house. He could probably trim it himself and just let the barber make it neater. “He gave me the information.. you know this yes?” Peters may not have told her directly but she was intelligent and likely could have made the connection.

“I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” The apartment began to smell even better as the dark roast started to brew. “These.. people.. they do a lot with computers.. someone planted the information. They tried tracking down where it came from.. but the only tiny bit of information leftover was that it came from Bristol. The IP numbers.. some of them anyhow said so.” He shook his head. “Whoever did it is good. They called it a damn good job and having the signal bounce all over the world… then it disappeared. They can keep trying to see if a similar pattern emerges and try to live track it.. but there’s no guarantee they could find it. I told them to hold off but to not terminate the search yet.” He looked at her as he leaned into the counter.

“You say the word and they keep looking.” It would cost more than the attorney had but money wasn’t an issue. “If they look and can find this person.. what then?” He shrugged his shoulders. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.” He wanted to know how far Ana wanted to take this. “Again no guarantees they will find the person but they will keep searching if you want them to. But you need to know what will be done if we find them.”

[anaglaringstare]

“Gave you the information…” Ana repeated with a knit brow. “I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” Ana stared at him with wide eyes. She couldn’t believe it. There was definitely more to the story. It perked her curiosity, but mostly concern. IP numbers and a signal from Bristol. Ana felt her stomach flip and cramp up. “You say the word and they keep looking.” Ana took a deeper breath. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.”

No guarantees. He needed to know the next step. Ana had hunches and now it was all starting to click together. Who else knew computers this well? Who else would be out to get them like this? Torture. Not flat out. Not something Louie would do. Something Luke would think of, but not execute. “Oh my god.” Ana’s eyes drifted to the wall and she felt her skin tingle and her knuckles pulsate. Her jaw dropped open slightly and her hand ran through her hair again. Ana felt weak at the knees. It all made sense. All of it. She did this. You did this. “C-Connor.” She spoke and kept shaking her head. “Hux… Huxley. Connor Huxley.” Even his name made her hair stand on end.

What if she could have Sasha do something? Take him down a peg or two. Maybe rough him up enough so that he left them alone for good. “It was him… I think. I think it was him. He-He knows computers. He hates me… He fucking hates me. Enough to… well… enough to put Mackenzie somewhere I can’t go.” She felt her heart racing. Ana felt dizzy. She walked out of the kitchen and made her way to the couch. No coffee in hand. Ana kept shaking her head and staring at the floor. All she could remember was his smile as he walked away. That stupid smile.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He watched her reactions. She was understanding everything he spoke about. He imagined she knew more about computers than he did. He knew enough to operate them but past that, he didn’t care. It was a tool. It was intriguing to watch her. Her thoughts just below the surface. He saw it light up in her features. She knew who it was. She said the name and he made a note of it. She continued talking, getting paler. Sasha began to have an immediate dislike of this person. She walked away from him to the living room. Whoever this man was, he was trouble for Ana. He waited a moment then poured the two cups and carried them into the living room. He joined Ana on the couch. “Here.” He handed her the mug and sat back. He dug his phone out of his pocket and started typing. She hadn’t asked or even hinted at what she wanted. They didn’t have proof that he was behind it but Ana’s reaction was enough for him to want to know about him.

A quick message and his security was on it. He’d asked for information on the man. Everything they could find. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” He noted the look about her eyes. The slight tremor in her hands. He reached out and took one of her hands. He held it and moved a little closer. He brought it to his lips. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” He wouldn’t need much of a reason or a push. Not when he could feel her hand. See her. The way she’d been having Mackenzie away. Seeing her in pain as she’d been. It wasn’t an easy thing to stomach. Especially when he had it within his power to erase the problem.

He drank from his coffee and awaited an answer. His phone beeped once and he knew it to be email. He put his mug down so he needn’t let go of her hand. There was a brief rundown of publicly available information with a promise of a full background within the hour. The phone started ringing and he groaned. His father again. He shook his head and declined the call. “He does not give up. I swear.” He sent a text message which he knew his father would hate. He would not meet him for dinner as he already had plans. He put the phone down.

[anaglaringstare]

Her hand gripped around the warm mug but she didn’t drink just yet. Ana wasn’t exactly ready to do two things at once. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” It had to be him… who else would take the time to do this so intricately. The more she thought about it, the more she believed it was him. Her hand was taken, kissed, which led to Ana’s attention being drawn back. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” Even if Connor was an absolute nightmare, Ana didn’t know how to go about it. Connor was deeply rooted in a lot of stress in her life.

It took two seconds for Sasha to become annoyed with his phone. He muttered about someone and assumed it was a sibling or father. Ana knew she never had the urge to pull the trigger. Her father. Connor. Anyone that had brought her down further than the ground could pull her. It was too much power. So many people wanted to end something that hurt her. No one could just leave it be. She spoke, deciding on the first thing she could. “No.” Ana pulled her hands away and put them behind her neck. She massaged her thumbs into the skin and leaned back. “No.. I-I can’t do anything. It’s… I did this. It’s my fault.” Ana shook her head. “Remember when I called you? You picked me up from that holding room.. well I deserved to be there. I hurt him. He hurt me. It’s… it’s what happens and I stepped out of line.” Ana hated how general she was being with the subject, but it showed it was an uncaring venture.

“We’ll need to leave it.” Ana exhaled. She needed to explain further. “Mac will be out tomorrow. I’ll tell her then. Promise you’ll leave it alone? No more money involved in this.” His phone was buzzing with a message again. “Just answer it. It’s more important than this.” Ana excused herself and walked into her room. Shoes, socks off, then her shirt. Ana grabbed a black tank top instead and a pair of shorts.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She declined his offer. Releasing his hand she explained who the guy was. Sasha started understanding what she was now feeling. Guilt. But she said something that made him frown. He didn’t believe in stepping out of line. She wanted to leave it. He was thinking it over when his phone rang. She was dismissing it all with a wave of her hand. Dismissing him. It was a message and he looked at it. His father was unhappy. Seting the phone down, he rolled his eyes to the empty room as she’d gone to her bedroom. He picked up his cup and drank. His thoughts milling about what she’d told him. He remembered picking her up and the right state she’d been in then too. He finished his coffee and stood up. He walked over to the room and went inside. She was changing.

He admired her body even if it wasn’t the time and place. He thought about it and smiled. They were in the bedroom. He began unbuttoning his shirt. “If you’re undressing I am too.” He took off his shirt and started undoing his pants. “Mackenzie will be out tomorrow. It means I will head back to.. wherever..” He wasn’t planning on staying in England. It was stifling to him if he was by himself. She made it bearable. “I don’t know that I want to promise to leave things alone.. I don’t like how he makes you… react.” He was standing there in boxer briefs. Sasha moved to her. He put his hands on her hips. “And the next time you say.. something is more important.. I will walk out very upset.” He put his forehead against hers.

“Ana… you are important.. very important.. Mackenzie..she’s very important. I don’t like you saying you stepped out of line.. for anyone..that’s.. I don’t like it.” His hands moved to her arms and he rubbed them up and down. “I won’t ask.. not what happened with him.. if you want to tell me, I’d like to hear. But it is up to you.” He kissed her temple, her cheek. “I won’t do anything for now. But I am looking into him.” He put a finger under her chin and lifted it so he could look in her eyes. “Do you have clippers?”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana heard his voice and turned around. His fingers were at his buttons on his shirt. She watched them pop open as she pulled on her shorts. Ana suddenly felt very naked. Not enough layers were on her skin. “Mackenzie will be out tomorrow. It means I will head back to.. wherever..” Ana didn’t like the idea of it. “I don’t know that I want to promise to leave things alone.. I don’t like how he makes you… react.” Ana rubbed the side of her face. Even the mere mention of him made her want to leave the room. She felt his hands on her hips and his head on hers. Ana closed her eyes. Sasha said she was important. Mackenzie was important. “I won’t ask.. not what happened with him.. if you want to tell me, I’d like to hear. But it is up to you.” She felt two light kisses on her face.

She expected one on her lips, but instead he asked for clippers. Ana wasn’t sure what he meant. His hands went to his beard and she lifted her brow. “Well… sort of. Mackenzie shaves the back of her head sometimes when it’s long…” Ana stared at him, wondering what he would look like with a shorter beard. It had only grown longer since she first saw him. “In my bathroom. Bottom drawer.” Ana motioned toward the bathroom connected to their room. She wasn’t in the mood to help or see what it was all about. Ana dismissed the coffee, now she was dismissing him. She climbed in bed and hugged the pillow next to her. Sasha stepped toward the bathroom and closed the door.

Ana closed her eyes, hoping the sound of the clippers would keep her mind busy. She grew hot. Ana stripped herself of her clothes and rested on her stomach. Nothing was helping. The clippers stopped buzzing. Ana closed her eyes tightly and gripped onto the pillow under her. The door opened and she sighed under her breath. “I was getting used to that noise.” She grumbled and shifted her arms under the pillow. “I can’t get comfortable.” I can’t stop thinking about how guilty I am.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana didn’t offer to help, not that he had expected it. He was giving her a bit of space as he was taking some. The beard was bothering him but it could have waited. The look in her eyes anytime this man was brought up was causing a reaction in him. He went into the bathroom and shut the door. Sasha found the clippers and grabbed the small wastebin. He set it atop the sink and began working over it. He’d still have to clean up a bit but it would be minimal. His mind was on overdrive.

Every possible scenario as to why this man caused such feelings in Ana was playing out. He wasn’t a jilted lover. But from the look of him he could have forced himself on her. The picture in the email showed cold eyes. It was a work photo but it was still cold. As he slowly trimmed away his beard, he pushed the anger he felt aside. She’d wiped at her skin when he was brought up. A flash of what she’d looked like strapped to that bench in London. Terror. He was almost done. It wasn’t uneven so he was happy. He considered shaving it all off. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen his face. He put things away and rinsed his face. He lived in the city. He shook his head. He couldn’t leave Ana unprotected from this. He was to leave when Mackenzie returned and they would be left with a different wolf. One that would attack unprovoked. He knew Ana said she had hurt him but it wasn’t something he could understand. Even as the bruises and cut stared back at him, he couldn’t see her lashing out at someone without provocation. Whatever was done to her by this man, he couldn’t promise to leave it alone.

When he walked back into the bedroom he saw her clothes on the floor as she complained about the sound. He smiled and stripped himself free of his briefs. He climbed into bed behind her. “I’m sure there’s a vibrator we can use. Same noise.” He lay his body against hers. His cock already waking up. He kissed her shoulder, her neck. His hands slipping along her body. He could feel her thinking and knew it wasn’t pleasant. “Ana…” He whispered against her skin. His hands under her cupping her breasts, finding the piercings. “Sei hier.” Sasha pinched her nipples slowly as his hips pressed against her. His hardening cock rubbing her ass. He hadn’t expected to jump in bed when they got back from the prison. He’d thought they would talk more. But he knew she needed a different reassurance, a different comfort. One of his hands slipped down between her legs and caressed her lips. “Umdrehen.”

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha didn’t waste a moment getting in bed beside Ana. She wasn’t sure why she was surprised. His body was up against hers, just like they had woken up. Ana had to switch her mind off in these moments. She needed to know it was okay. Mackenzie would forgive her and understand. Ana understood it more now that things had gone off track. “Ana…” She swallowed and closed her eyes. His hands traveled along her body. “Yeah.” His hands found her chest. Ana took a deeper breath in. He pinched. He pushed. He asked her to be in the moment. Right here. Right now. Not overthinking. I was something she hadn’t necessarily been told. It was easier than she thought. Ana focused on the touch of his hands. He was awake. His inner lust and need pushing against her ass.

“Umdrehen.” She swallowed. Ana didn’t ask for this to happen, things fell in place yet again. No clothes caused an invitation. Ana turned just like he asked. The full beard was gone. Just a very short version across his face. Ana could see his features better. Her eyes stared at his. She felt his cock pressing up against her hip. His fingers still sliding between her lips and causing her to breathe a little heavier. Her hands found his chest and slid next to his arms. Ana was wet but she wasn’t willing to stick with foreplay for long. She reached between his legs and found his cock. Definitely hard. Growing harder in her hands. 

She slid him between her legs, just touching her entrance. He could push forward if he wished. “Я здесь.” Ana spoke softly next to his cheek. You’ve been brushing up on your Russian. Yes, shut up. “Why did you trim?” Ana asked breathlessly, feeling the wetness between her legs inch onto his cock. “Weniger Bär, mehr Wolf.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana faced him. His hand between her legs stayed there, touching, cupping. She looked at his face, his eyes. A smile was on his lips. It didn’t take much especially when he was near her. The anger he’d felt in the bathroom at the other man was pushed away into a corner. He would think about it later. But right this minute he only needed to concern himself with her. She touched him and he could swear ever his scars rose to meet her fingers. When she reached for him, he groaned. She was much more at ease with touching him. He would have happily pumped his hips as she held him but she had different thoughts. He was between her legs when she said the word in Russian. A warm flush to his body. She was coaxing him to her wetness. He chuckled when she said there was less bear. His hands moved. One to her hip, the other guiding himself into her. His hips pushed. Being sexually active made things easier for their bodies to fit without much resistance. She took him in slowly. He moaned as he pushed.

When he was fully inside, he took her hand and put it to his face. He no longer grimaced when she touched the bruise. “Ich bin immer Wolf.” He kissed her lips hard. Being in her had woken up his appetite. He knew his time in this bed was limited. The other owner would return and he would be set off to wander alone until she wanted him again. He didn’t mind it as long as there was an again at some point. He pulled out a bit and pushed back in. “I needed a change.. almost shaved it off.” He whispered against their kiss. His tongue flicking at her lips. His pelvis slowly building up a rhythm. From the living room, he could hear his phone still ringing. He tuned it out, knowing who it was. He turned them so she was lying on top of him.

“Möchtest du mich gern rasieren?” His hands moved to her hips, guiding her movements against his hard cock. “Willst du mich verletzen?” He asked only to let her know that it would be ok if she did. He knew she didn’t like the marks she’d left. Not these. These were her anger painted on his skin. What would she paint today if she stuck him? He knew he was likely a little unusual wanting to feel her emotions on his skin but he didn’t dwell. “Willst du von mir verletzt werden? He looked in her eyes, accepting whatever she might need.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana’s breathing hitched when he proceeded. “I needed a change.. almost shaved it off.” She swallowed and closed her eyes. Ana let his lips touch hers. She melted into the moment. Their small bubble. Ana wanted this with Mackenzie. She wondered if there was just too much history to get them here. She was willing to try anything. Ana let a shaken breath out. His hips slowly moved against hers. Ana’s leg lifted over his hip. He asked questions, but Ana wasn’t paying much attention. No, she wouldn’t shave him. He looked fine the way he was. No, she didn’t want to hurt him either. Ana felt calm in this state.

“Willst du von mir verletzt werden?“ She knew it was wrong. Jayden was screaming in her head at the mention of it. Hurt by him. Maybe she would forget about all the nonsense that fluttered around her head. Ana slid over his lap and splayed her fingers across his chest. She looked down at him, feeling unsure. He could see it in her eyes. Sasha was able to read her without any question. No words. She leaned closer to him and kissed his lips. The beard was gone, no padding along her cheeks. It felt softer and rough all at the same time. Ana moved her hips and breathed out against his lips. They were already back in the moment. Ana knew if they were together, they would never leave the house. She’d be bed ridden. Their movements felt like a constructed symphony.

Ana’s lips pulled away from his and she touched his jaw. “How wrong is it if you hurt me?” She swallowed. Asking in the most vulnerable sense. When did pain become something she needed to feel? It brought her back to the past every time. It broke her. It snapped her mind in two and she still craved it. “Ударь меня.” She spoke quietly and touched the bruise on his cheek. It was about all she knew in Russian at this point. Some words came to mind, but she wasn’t sure if she was expressing them right. This, she had studied. Ana felt uncomfortable forming the sentence, but she said it straight to his face. 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Their movements were driven by lust and comfort. She was looking at him. He pushed back the hair from her face. Fear. Not terror. A different fear. She kissed him and he let his hand down her back. Touching his way down her spine and back. That perfect tattoo on her shoulder. He could feel her breasts pressed against him. The warmth of them. Knowing that beads of sweat would soon form on the supple skin. He tasted her mouth. Longing. He would miss this. Small paintdrops of pure being in every kiss. She could be an obsession. He understood this. That in some way perhaps she was. He was sharing her lover’s bed. One that he would come into and leave from willingly as she needed.

Ana spoke. He shook his head. He didn’t think it wrong. She was an adult. She was making a choice. What to do, what to feel. He didn’t think choice was wrong. She spoke in his native tongue and it stoked the fire in him. The barest whisper of oxygen from her would do that. He could feel her breathing even as he continued moving in and out of her. Her fingers on his face, his bruise. Her bruise. The fear in her eyes wasn’t for him. It was for her, for what she wanted. He flipped them over without pulling out. With him on top, he had leverage. He lifted his hand and gently caressed her face. His eyes meeting hers. He pulled his hand back and slapped her. Not very hard. Just enough to sting. He wondered if she really understood what she wanted.

To be so open, so vulnerable. Sasha knew she felt guilt. She thinks it’s her fault that Mackenzie is in that darkness. But it wasn’t. They all made choices. Everything they did as adults led them here. The person seeking retribution merely chose now, not who. He likely had them in mind the moment their lives crossed. He closed his eyes a second as he shivered. When he opened them, they were harder. Not colder. Something between them had changed that in him. He couldn’t feel a disconnect from her no matter what. He started fucking her a bit harder. His hand came up again and he hit her once more. “Не неправильно.” He grunted as he worked himself in and out. “Du willst verletzt werden.” He said it louder with a thrust. “Es ist nicht falsch.” He growled it now. “Aber sag mir warum.” He looked in her eyes. Another slap. “Sag es laut.”

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha’s rough hand touched her face, without a second to breathe she was below him yet again. He caressed her cheek and stared into her dark eyes. Ana wasn’t ready for it, but the sharp sting hit her cheek without notice. She took a deep breath in and made herself recognize what was happening. He was doing as she asked. Ana couldn’t be surprised by that. She stared at him and took in a deep breath to keep calm. He had stopped fucking her, but had yet to move. “Sasha..” Ana spoke up and finally he moved. His hips pushed harder into hers and she grunted with each thrust. His hand slapped her cheek again. Ana dipped her head back into the mattress. Recognizing his words only slightly. Something about it being wrong or not being wrong. She assumed the latter. Sasha grunted even louder. 

Ana held onto his shoulders while her legs slid around his waist. “Du willst verletzt werden. Es ist nicht falsch.” Sasha’s voice turned into a low grumble. “Aber sag mir warum.” She stared at him, until he hit her face again. “Sag es laut.” Ana wasn’t focusing on the words. Just the raw pain between her legs and now her cheek. He was asking why… why it was okay to be hurt. She didn’t have the answer. Sasha was pushing into her even harder now. Ana gripped his shoulder and brought his face close to her. “Ich weiß es nicht.” She breathed against his jaw, able to let her teeth hang onto the skin with his newly trimmed face. What was he looking to hear? It made her feel better but also worse? It made her want to fight back? It made her feel like she deserved it?

The last thing she wanted to do was admit that to Sasha. No, it didn’t help her get off better or faster. It wasn’t about the pleasure or sex. Ana felt she had done wrong. She fucked up Mackenzie’s chances of never going back to jail. There she was, behind bars yet again. All your fault. It was more than possession that she craved from Sasha at the moment. She craved punishment. One that was unleashed without stopping. From the look on his face, he wanted to hurt her as much as she wanted to be hurt. It wasn’t about the person either. Sasha was kind and loving when he wasn’t in this position. She asked it of him. “Es tut mir Leid. Ich weiß es nicht.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana said she didn't know. She bit into his jaw and he let himself feel the pain. The other day had been her letting go, letting herself give into anger. Letting her be free to feel. Today was about her wanting something else. Needing something else. He continued to fuck her. Waiting for an answer. She didn't come up with one. Instead she apologized and said she didn't know. He shut his eyes. "Lügner." He said it with a bit of anger behind it. She knew why. She didn't want to say it but she knew. He'd never come across someone like her. He could see her thoughts in her eyes. He said it again, then slipped out of her. For a moment he considered getting up, leaving the apartment. He didn't want lies. He had enough of those in his everyday. He wanted honesty from her. Instead of leaving he got off her and pulled her to the edge of the bed roughly. Face down bent over the side of the bed he took her.

His hand came down on her ass. Harder than he'd hit her face but still not as hard as he could hit. His cock swelled inside her. Hard and slow. He wanted her to feel it. Not only him, his size, his force but the deliberateness of it all. He was taking her. She wanted to be hit, to be hurt. He slapped her ass again. "Lügner." He said it again, louder. Sasha had no problem giving her everything she wanted and needed. But she'd been the one who said she didn't want to take advantage of him. A different kind of friendship. He wanted her to answer him. His hand grabbed her by the hair as he bent over her. His mouth finding her neck and biting. He couldn't, shouldn't leave marks. Her lover would see. Her other lover. Did he care? He kissed and licked where he bit and fucked her a bit faster.

"Wissen Sie." He spoke against her ear. His body pressing into hers. He could feel the sweat coating his body now. His desire, the act. It was burning him up. "Keine Lügen. Sag mir Ana." He breathed her in and kissed her shoulder, licking the salty flesh. "Es ist nicht falsch." He reached under her and groped her breast. Fingers digging in. “Es ist nicht falsch. Du gehörst zu mir. Sag mir Ana."

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sentencing @Ana

Sasha had spent the day running virtual meetings from office space loaned out to him by a local affiliate. It wasn’t fancy in the least but as long as he could connect to the outside world, he would manage. Nothing out of the ordinary was taking place in any of the corporations. He spent the time surfing on his phone as the meeting took place on a laptop in front of him. He was dressed the part though. Tailored shirt and slacks. He didn’t bother with a tie. His security team had rotated and two different faces were keeping him company. He’d gotten a text message from one of his brothers. They wanted to give him a heads up that his father was asking why he was in Bristol. He scratched at his beard and reminded himself to make an appointment for a haircut and a trim. Ana was at the prison with his lawyer. He’d had some interesting things to report in terms of Mackenzie’s problems.

He took the information provided and set some of his own less than legal colleagues looking into things. From the laptop, he caught the tail end of a conversation about a proposed project and gave his opinion. They always thought he wasn’t listening so they acted surprised when he spoke up. A message from his father came through text. He would be in Bath that evening and wanted to meet with him for dinner. He sighed and ignored it for now. He didn’t want to think about him. The meeting finished and he tended to his emails. Reports, notes and summaries. He mumbled under his breath and made notations then sent everything to his assistant at each corresponding company and asked for clarification by week’s ends. He checked his watch and was sure Ana should be done soon. He closed up the laptop and packed up his belongings. He thanked his host and left the building. It was a warehouse by the waterfront. Not much business took place there. Very little prying eyes.

He was in his car when he received a call from Peters. They’d be leaving the prison soon. He told him to hold tight there until he arrived. He would pick up Ana but he didn’t want her alone while she waited. He knew she wasn’t entirely alone. Not when he’d placed two men to keep watch over her. They mentioned it was a pretty easy detail as no one was following her or even remotely looking at her. His driver pulled into the prison parking lot and waited for her to come out. Another message came through. Apparently the IP address identified as creating the file error was literally bounced through dozens of servers and countries. The only thing they could get regarding point of true origin was that the end user was in Bristol. So someone within city limits was pulling the strings. He saw Ana exiting the building with the lawyer and he stepped out of the car.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana nervously waited next to Peters for Sasha to pick her up again. She couldn’t imagine how angry Mac was… more so scared. Her eyes fell deep into her sockets when Amelia’s name was mentioned. She started to bite at her nails. Ana knew there would have to be a big conversation on all of this later on. Sasha being here. Them… well fucking too hard then too less. Ana lost a bit of control, but she felt… lighter. Ana could feel in the moment. She wasn’t being bombarded by thoughts that didn’t need to pop up. They left the building once they finished signing out and Ana noticed Sasha’s car immediately. Peters said his parting ways and told Ana he would keep her updated. He had his own ride and deals to take care of the rest of the day. 

Sasha stepped from the car and Ana approached him. She didn’t hesitate to get close to him. Ana pressed her forehead against his chest. She could feel his large arms wrap around her for comfort. “She’s in there by mistake. Just a mistake…” Ana shook her head and licked her bottom lip. “Something feels… wrong about it. Impending almost.” She slowly pulled away and looked at him. Sasha had a habit of putting his hand on Ana’s cheek. He looked a mess. Bruises that she could see. Bruises that she had made. Ana took a slow breath in and decided to halt the conversation for later. 

She climbed into the car, buckled up and waited for Sasha to drive. Ana fell quiet. She didn’t know what to say. All the information sat in her head and swam around, but it was at least keeping her busy. She needed to recognize that Mac wasn’t there because she didn’t do something wrong. Mac was still a free woman. That was what mattered. She’d be safe and out of there in no time. Ana had lost herself in thought by the time Sasha pulled up to her apartment. She snapped out of it when the car had stopped and he touched her shoulder. “I’m… can we make coffee?” 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana walked right into him and his arms wrapped around her. He could feel her tension and he hated that. He wished Mackenzie could have walked right out with her. It would go a long way to ease her thoughts. She talked about it being a mistake. He nodded and kissed the top of her head. He didn’t think it was a mistake. Not from what his people had found out. This was deliberate in a very real sense. He touched her cheek as she pulled away and looked at him. He could see her eyes were romaing his bruises. They weren’t fading but at least the swelling had gone down. He’d caught her looking at him the past couple of days. A hint of sadness. She got into the car and he got in beside her. His driver was left standing by the car and he made a gesture to hop in with the security detail in the other car.

He drove back to her place. While he hadn’t been in Bristol long, he knew enough to find it without looking at the the GPS exactly. Her place was preprogrammed in thanks to the driver and it showed up as a little red dot on the small screen. She didn’t really talk on the way there. He didn’t pretend to know what it was like to visit a lover at a place like that. He’d never dated anyone who’d get in enough trouble to end up there. He knew Mackenzie’s past and knew her transgressions for the most part. He didn’t care. Even if Ana had done enough to end up in such a place he wouldn’t have cared. Good people did things sometimes out of necessity. That’s how he saw it. She seemed shaken by the visit. They arrived and she asked if they could make coffee. He nodded and turned off the vehicle. He followed her up to the apartment itself.

The dogs were getting somewhat used to him. Coby wasn’t exactly friendly but he had stopped giving him wary looks. He’d even sat near him once but Ana had explained it was more the pizza they’d had than him. Ruby was still not having any of him. She would get close enough for Ana to pet her when they walked through the door but regarded him like he was scary. He was ok with that. He wanted to know that she was at least protective of Ana even if she did seem skittish. He walked into the kitchen like he belonged and started prepping the coffeemaker. He’d had one of the boys make a supply run yesterday and there was better coffee in the cupboard now. He’d also added more food to the fridge under the excuse that he needed to eat. He watched as she hovered. “You ok?”

[anaglaringstare]

Walking into the apartment was another blur through Ana’s eyes. She didn’t say a word until they walked through the doors and Ruby greeted her. Ana spent a moment to scratch behind her ears and kiss her hello. Sasha proceeded through the hallway and entered the kitchen to make the coffee. Ana had full confidence he knew how to do so. She stood up and walked into the kitchen. Her mind was still foggy but she was focused, which was better than bouncing from one thought to the other. Sasha began filling the coffee maker and Ana’s senses filled with the rich aroma. “You ok?” He asked quietly and she messed with her hands as she leaned against the counter top.

“Not really.” She admitted, but he could see it on her face. Ana didn’t want to dig herself into holes anymore. She needed to be truthful not just for other people, but herself. “I don’t want her in there. That place isn’t… I don’t know. She shouldn’t be in there. She didn’t do anything wrong.” Ana could count the time it would take for her to be released, but she felt something was off. “I’m worried… about her. About other people messing with her or keeping her there. It feels like it’s inevitable. Something bad always happens. Always.” She shook her head and rubbed her hand along the side of her arm. Sasha closed the top of the coffee maker and let the pot start to brew. Ruby poked her head around the corner and kept her distance. She wasn’t a fan of a boy in the house.

“Your lawyer is good, but something’s completely fucked up about this case. She didn’t even have a file there. Nothing to report. She was just put there and not told why… because there was no why.” Ana ran her hand through her hair and stared at Sasha. He had his same old face on. Stern but comfortable. No worry lines or anything showing. “He told me not to look into who could’ve done this, which he’s right but what if it keeps happening? Things like this don’t just happen by accident.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She was being up front about how she felt. No dancing or preamble. He’d expected no less. He knew what she felt for Mackenzie and knew it was completely reciprocated. He nodded when she mentioned something bad always happened. It was the way of the world. He didn’t know if it was misfortune, the fates or devils but bad fell on people. He scratched at his beard again. Soon Ruby was looking at Ana but still not coming closer. “He is good yes. And no. It was not accident.” He pulled out mugs and set them on the counter. “He has to tell you not to look into it. You wouldn’t know how to or where to start. And it’s illegal.” He was looking at her. His fingers tugged at his beard and he wondered if she had a trimmer in the house. He could probably trim it himself and just let the barber make it neater. “He gave me the information.. you know this yes?” Peters may not have told her directly but she was intelligent and likely could have made the connection.

“I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” The apartment began to smell even better as the dark roast started to brew. “These.. people.. they do a lot with computers.. someone planted the information. They tried tracking down where it came from.. but the only tiny bit of information leftover was that it came from Bristol. The IP numbers.. some of them anyhow said so.” He shook his head. “Whoever did it is good. They called it a damn good job and having the signal bounce all over the world… then it disappeared. They can keep trying to see if a similar pattern emerges and try to live track it.. but there’s no guarantee they could find it. I told them to hold off but to not terminate the search yet.” He looked at her as he leaned into the counter.

“You say the word and they keep looking.” It would cost more than the attorney had but money wasn’t an issue. “If they look and can find this person.. what then?” He shrugged his shoulders. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.” He wanted to know how far Ana wanted to take this. “Again no guarantees they will find the person but they will keep searching if you want them to. But you need to know what will be done if we find them.”

[anaglaringstare]

“Gave you the information…” Ana repeated with a knit brow. “I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” Ana stared at him with wide eyes. She couldn’t believe it. There was definitely more to the story. It perked her curiosity, but mostly concern. IP numbers and a signal from Bristol. Ana felt her stomach flip and cramp up. “You say the word and they keep looking.” Ana took a deeper breath. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.”

No guarantees. He needed to know the next step. Ana had hunches and now it was all starting to click together. Who else knew computers this well? Who else would be out to get them like this? Torture. Not flat out. Not something Louie would do. Something Luke would think of, but not execute. “Oh my god.” Ana’s eyes drifted to the wall and she felt her skin tingle and her knuckles pulsate. Her jaw dropped open slightly and her hand ran through her hair again. Ana felt weak at the knees. It all made sense. All of it. She did this. You did this. “C-Connor.” She spoke and kept shaking her head. “Hux… Huxley. Connor Huxley.” Even his name made her hair stand on end.

What if she could have Sasha do something? Take him down a peg or two. Maybe rough him up enough so that he left them alone for good. “It was him… I think. I think it was him. He-He knows computers. He hates me… He fucking hates me. Enough to… well… enough to put Mackenzie somewhere I can’t go.” She felt her heart racing. Ana felt dizzy. She walked out of the kitchen and made her way to the couch. No coffee in hand. Ana kept shaking her head and staring at the floor. All she could remember was his smile as he walked away. That stupid smile.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He watched her reactions. She was understanding everything he spoke about. He imagined she knew more about computers than he did. He knew enough to operate them but past that, he didn’t care. It was a tool. It was intriguing to watch her. Her thoughts just below the surface. He saw it light up in her features. She knew who it was. She said the name and he made a note of it. She continued talking, getting paler. Sasha began to have an immediate dislike of this person. She walked away from him to the living room. Whoever this man was, he was trouble for Ana. He waited a moment then poured the two cups and carried them into the living room. He joined Ana on the couch. “Here.” He handed her the mug and sat back. He dug his phone out of his pocket and started typing. She hadn’t asked or even hinted at what she wanted. They didn’t have proof that he was behind it but Ana’s reaction was enough for him to want to know about him.

A quick message and his security was on it. He’d asked for information on the man. Everything they could find. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” He noted the look about her eyes. The slight tremor in her hands. He reached out and took one of her hands. He held it and moved a little closer. He brought it to his lips. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” He wouldn’t need much of a reason or a push. Not when he could feel her hand. See her. The way she’d been having Mackenzie away. Seeing her in pain as she’d been. It wasn’t an easy thing to stomach. Especially when he had it within his power to erase the problem.

He drank from his coffee and awaited an answer. His phone beeped once and he knew it to be email. He put his mug down so he needn’t let go of her hand. There was a brief rundown of publicly available information with a promise of a full background within the hour. The phone started ringing and he groaned. His father again. He shook his head and declined the call. “He does not give up. I swear.” He sent a text message which he knew his father would hate. He would not meet him for dinner as he already had plans. He put the phone down.

[anaglaringstare]

Her hand gripped around the warm mug but she didn’t drink just yet. Ana wasn’t exactly ready to do two things at once. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” It had to be him… who else would take the time to do this so intricately. The more she thought about it, the more she believed it was him. Her hand was taken, kissed, which led to Ana’s attention being drawn back. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” Even if Connor was an absolute nightmare, Ana didn’t know how to go about it. Connor was deeply rooted in a lot of stress in her life.

It took two seconds for Sasha to become annoyed with his phone. He muttered about someone and assumed it was a sibling or father. Ana knew she never had the urge to pull the trigger. Her father. Connor. Anyone that had brought her down further than the ground could pull her. It was too much power. So many people wanted to end something that hurt her. No one could just leave it be. She spoke, deciding on the first thing she could. “No.” Ana pulled her hands away and put them behind her neck. She massaged her thumbs into the skin and leaned back. “No.. I-I can’t do anything. It’s… I did this. It’s my fault.” Ana shook her head. “Remember when I called you? You picked me up from that holding room.. well I deserved to be there. I hurt him. He hurt me. It’s… it’s what happens and I stepped out of line.” Ana hated how general she was being with the subject, but it showed it was an uncaring venture.

“We’ll need to leave it.” Ana exhaled. She needed to explain further. “Mac will be out tomorrow. I’ll tell her then. Promise you’ll leave it alone? No more money involved in this.” His phone was buzzing with a message again. “Just answer it. It’s more important than this.” Ana excused herself and walked into her room. Shoes, socks off, then her shirt. Ana grabbed a black tank top instead and a pair of shorts.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She declined his offer. Releasing his hand she explained who the guy was. Sasha started understanding what she was now feeling. Guilt. But she said something that made him frown. He didn’t believe in stepping out of line. She wanted to leave it. He was thinking it over when his phone rang. She was dismissing it all with a wave of her hand. Dismissing him. It was a message and he looked at it. His father was unhappy. Seting the phone down, he rolled his eyes to the empty room as she’d gone to her bedroom. He picked up his cup and drank. His thoughts milling about what she’d told him. He remembered picking her up and the right state she’d been in then too. He finished his coffee and stood up. He walked over to the room and went inside. She was changing.

He admired her body even if it wasn’t the time and place. He thought about it and smiled. They were in the bedroom. He began unbuttoning his shirt. “If you’re undressing I am too.” He took off his shirt and started undoing his pants. “Mackenzie will be out tomorrow. It means I will head back to.. wherever..” He wasn’t planning on staying in England. It was stifling to him if he was by himself. She made it bearable. “I don’t know that I want to promise to leave things alone.. I don’t like how he makes you… react.” He was standing there in boxer briefs. Sasha moved to her. He put his hands on her hips. “And the next time you say.. something is more important.. I will walk out very upset.” He put his forehead against hers.

“Ana… you are important.. very important.. Mackenzie..she’s very important. I don’t like you saying you stepped out of line.. for anyone..that’s.. I don’t like it.” His hands moved to her arms and he rubbed them up and down. “I won’t ask.. not what happened with him.. if you want to tell me, I’d like to hear. But it is up to you.” He kissed her temple, her cheek. “I won’t do anything for now. But I am looking into him.” He put a finger under her chin and lifted it so he could look in her eyes. “Do you have clippers?”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana heard his voice and turned around. His fingers were at his buttons on his shirt. She watched them pop open as she pulled on her shorts. Ana suddenly felt very naked. Not enough layers were on her skin. “Mackenzie will be out tomorrow. It means I will head back to.. wherever..” Ana didn’t like the idea of it. “I don’t know that I want to promise to leave things alone.. I don’t like how he makes you… react.” Ana rubbed the side of her face. Even the mere mention of him made her want to leave the room. She felt his hands on her hips and his head on hers. Ana closed her eyes. Sasha said she was important. Mackenzie was important. “I won’t ask.. not what happened with him.. if you want to tell me, I’d like to hear. But it is up to you.” She felt two light kisses on her face.

She expected one on her lips, but instead he asked for clippers. Ana wasn’t sure what he meant. His hands went to his beard and she lifted her brow. “Well… sort of. Mackenzie shaves the back of her head sometimes when it’s long…” Ana stared at him, wondering what he would look like with a shorter beard. It had only grown longer since she first saw him. “In my bathroom. Bottom drawer.” Ana motioned toward the bathroom connected to their room. She wasn’t in the mood to help or see what it was all about. Ana dismissed the coffee, now she was dismissing him. She climbed in bed and hugged the pillow next to her. Sasha stepped toward the bathroom and closed the door.

Ana closed her eyes, hoping the sound of the clippers would keep her mind busy. She grew hot. Ana stripped herself of her clothes and rested on her stomach. Nothing was helping. The clippers stopped buzzing. Ana closed her eyes tightly and gripped onto the pillow under her. The door opened and she sighed under her breath. “I was getting used to that noise.” She grumbled and shifted her arms under the pillow. “I can’t get comfortable.” I can’t stop thinking about how guilty I am.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana didn’t offer to help, not that he had expected it. He was giving her a bit of space as he was taking some. The beard was bothering him but it could have waited. The look in her eyes anytime this man was brought up was causing a reaction in him. He went into the bathroom and shut the door. Sasha found the clippers and grabbed the small wastebin. He set it atop the sink and began working over it. He’d still have to clean up a bit but it would be minimal. His mind was on overdrive.

Every possible scenario as to why this man caused such feelings in Ana was playing out. He wasn’t a jilted lover. But from the look of him he could have forced himself on her. The picture in the email showed cold eyes. It was a work photo but it was still cold. As he slowly trimmed away his beard, he pushed the anger he felt aside. She’d wiped at her skin when he was brought up. A flash of what she’d looked like strapped to that bench in London. Terror. He was almost done. It wasn’t uneven so he was happy. He considered shaving it all off. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen his face. He put things away and rinsed his face. He lived in the city. He shook his head. He couldn’t leave Ana unprotected from this. He was to leave when Mackenzie returned and they would be left with a different wolf. One that would attack unprovoked. He knew Ana said she had hurt him but it wasn’t something he could understand. Even as the bruises and cut stared back at him, he couldn’t see her lashing out at someone without provocation. Whatever was done to her by this man, he couldn’t promise to leave it alone.

When he walked back into the bedroom he saw her clothes on the floor as she complained about the sound. He smiled and stripped himself free of his briefs. He climbed into bed behind her. “I’m sure there’s a vibrator we can use. Same noise.” He lay his body against hers. His cock already waking up. He kissed her shoulder, her neck. His hands slipping along her body. He could feel her thinking and knew it wasn’t pleasant. “Ana…” He whispered against her skin. His hands under her cupping her breasts, finding the piercings. “Sei hier.” Sasha pinched her nipples slowly as his hips pressed against her. His hardening cock rubbing her ass. He hadn’t expected to jump in bed when they got back from the prison. He’d thought they would talk more. But he knew she needed a different reassurance, a different comfort. One of his hands slipped down between her legs and caressed her lips. “Umdrehen.”

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha didn’t waste a moment getting in bed beside Ana. She wasn’t sure why she was surprised. His body was up against hers, just like they had woken up. Ana had to switch her mind off in these moments. She needed to know it was okay. Mackenzie would forgive her and understand. Ana understood it more now that things had gone off track. “Ana…” She swallowed and closed her eyes. His hands traveled along her body. “Yeah.” His hands found her chest. Ana took a deeper breath in. He pinched. He pushed. He asked her to be in the moment. Right here. Right now. Not overthinking. I was something she hadn’t necessarily been told. It was easier than she thought. Ana focused on the touch of his hands. He was awake. His inner lust and need pushing against her ass.

“Umdrehen.” She swallowed. Ana didn’t ask for this to happen, things fell in place yet again. No clothes caused an invitation. Ana turned just like he asked. The full beard was gone. Just a very short version across his face. Ana could see his features better. Her eyes stared at his. She felt his cock pressing up against her hip. His fingers still sliding between her lips and causing her to breathe a little heavier. Her hands found his chest and slid next to his arms. Ana was wet but she wasn’t willing to stick with foreplay for long. She reached between his legs and found his cock. Definitely hard. Growing harder in her hands. 

She slid him between her legs, just touching her entrance. He could push forward if he wished. “Я здесь.” Ana spoke softly next to his cheek. You’ve been brushing up on your Russian. Yes, shut up. “Why did you trim?” Ana asked breathlessly, feeling the wetness between her legs inch onto his cock. “Weniger Bär, mehr Wolf.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana faced him. His hand between her legs stayed there, touching, cupping. She looked at his face, his eyes. A smile was on his lips. It didn’t take much especially when he was near her. The anger he’d felt in the bathroom at the other man was pushed away into a corner. He would think about it later. But right this minute he only needed to concern himself with her. She touched him and he could swear ever his scars rose to meet her fingers. When she reached for him, he groaned. She was much more at ease with touching him. He would have happily pumped his hips as she held him but she had different thoughts. He was between her legs when she said the word in Russian. A warm flush to his body. She was coaxing him to her wetness. He chuckled when she said there was less bear. His hands moved. One to her hip, the other guiding himself into her. His hips pushed. Being sexually active made things easier for their bodies to fit without much resistance. She took him in slowly. He moaned as he pushed.

When he was fully inside, he took her hand and put it to his face. He no longer grimaced when she touched the bruise. “Ich bin immer Wolf.” He kissed her lips hard. Being in her had woken up his appetite. He knew his time in this bed was limited. The other owner would return and he would be set off to wander alone until she wanted him again. He didn’t mind it as long as there was an again at some point. He pulled out a bit and pushed back in. “I needed a change.. almost shaved it off.” He whispered against their kiss. His tongue flicking at her lips. His pelvis slowly building up a rhythm. From the living room, he could hear his phone still ringing. He tuned it out, knowing who it was. He turned them so she was lying on top of him.

“Möchtest du mich gern rasieren?” His hands moved to her hips, guiding her movements against his hard cock. “Willst du mich verletzen?” He asked only to let her know that it would be ok if she did. He knew she didn’t like the marks she’d left. Not these. These were her anger painted on his skin. What would she paint today if she stuck him? He knew he was likely a little unusual wanting to feel her emotions on his skin but he didn’t dwell. “Willst du von mir verletzt werden? He looked in her eyes, accepting whatever she might need.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana’s breathing hitched when he proceeded. “I needed a change.. almost shaved it off.” She swallowed and closed her eyes. Ana let his lips touch hers. She melted into the moment. Their small bubble. Ana wanted this with Mackenzie. She wondered if there was just too much history to get them here. She was willing to try anything. Ana let a shaken breath out. His hips slowly moved against hers. Ana’s leg lifted over his hip. He asked questions, but Ana wasn’t paying much attention. No, she wouldn’t shave him. He looked fine the way he was. No, she didn’t want to hurt him either. Ana felt calm in this state.

“Willst du von mir verletzt werden?“ She knew it was wrong. Jayden was screaming in her head at the mention of it. Hurt by him. Maybe she would forget about all the nonsense that fluttered around her head. Ana slid over his lap and splayed her fingers across his chest. She looked down at him, feeling unsure. He could see it in her eyes. Sasha was able to read her without any question. No words. She leaned closer to him and kissed his lips. The beard was gone, no padding along her cheeks. It felt softer and rough all at the same time. Ana moved her hips and breathed out against his lips. They were already back in the moment. Ana knew if they were together, they would never leave the house. She’d be bed ridden. Their movements felt like a constructed symphony.

Ana’s lips pulled away from his and she touched his jaw. “How wrong is it if you hurt me?” She swallowed. Asking in the most vulnerable sense. When did pain become something she needed to feel? It brought her back to the past every time. It broke her. It snapped her mind in two and she still craved it. “Ударь меня.” She spoke quietly and touched the bruise on his cheek. It was about all she knew in Russian at this point. Some words came to mind, but she wasn’t sure if she was expressing them right. This, she had studied. Ana felt uncomfortable forming the sentence, but she said it straight to his face. 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Their movements were driven by lust and comfort. She was looking at him. He pushed back the hair from her face. Fear. Not terror. A different fear. She kissed him and he let his hand down her back. Touching his way down her spine and back. That perfect tattoo on her shoulder. He could feel her breasts pressed against him. The warmth of them. Knowing that beads of sweat would soon form on the supple skin. He tasted her mouth. Longing. He would miss this. Small paintdrops of pure being in every kiss. She could be an obsession. He understood this. That in some way perhaps she was. He was sharing her lover's bed. One that he would come into and leave from willingly as she needed.

Ana spoke. He shook his head. He didn't think it wrong. She was an adult. She was making a choice. What to do, what to feel. He didn't think choice was wrong. She spoke in his native tongue and it stoked the fire in him. The barest whisper of oxygen from her would do that. He could feel her breathing even as he continued moving in and out of her. Her fingers on his face, his bruise. Her bruise. The fear in her eyes wasn't for him. It was for her, for what she wanted. He flipped them over without pulling out. With him on top, he had leverage. He lifted his hand and gently caressed her face. His eyes meeting hers. He pulled his hand back and slapped her. Not very hard. Just enough to sting. He wondered if she really understood what she wanted.

To be so open, so vulnerable. Sasha knew she felt guilt. She thinks it's her fault that Mackenzie is in that darkness. But it wasn't. They all made choices. Everything they did as adults led them here. The person seeking retribution merely chose now, not who. He likely had them in mind the moment their lives crossed. He closed his eyes a second as he shivered. When he opened them, they were harder. Not colder. Something between them had changed that in him. He couldn't feel a disconnect from her no matter what. He started fucking her a bit harder. His hand came up again and he hit her once more. "Не неправильно." He grunted as he worked himself in and out. "Du willst verletzt werden." He said it louder with a thrust. "Es ist nicht falsch." He growled it now. "Aber sag mir warum." He looked in her eyes. Another slap. "Sag es laut."

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sentencing @Ana

Sasha had spent the day running virtual meetings from office space loaned out to him by a local affiliate. It wasn’t fancy in the least but as long as he could connect to the outside world, he would manage. Nothing out of the ordinary was taking place in any of the corporations. He spent the time surfing on his phone as the meeting took place on a laptop in front of him. He was dressed the part though. Tailored shirt and slacks. He didn’t bother with a tie. His security team had rotated and two different faces were keeping him company. He’d gotten a text message from one of his brothers. They wanted to give him a heads up that his father was asking why he was in Bristol. He scratched at his beard and reminded himself to make an appointment for a haircut and a trim. Ana was at the prison with his lawyer. He’d had some interesting things to report in terms of Mackenzie’s problems.

He took the information provided and set some of his own less than legal colleagues looking into things. From the laptop, he caught the tail end of a conversation about a proposed project and gave his opinion. They always thought he wasn’t listening so they acted surprised when he spoke up. A message from his father came through text. He would be in Bath that evening and wanted to meet with him for dinner. He sighed and ignored it for now. He didn’t want to think about him. The meeting finished and he tended to his emails. Reports, notes and summaries. He mumbled under his breath and made notations then sent everything to his assistant at each corresponding company and asked for clarification by week’s ends. He checked his watch and was sure Ana should be done soon. He closed up the laptop and packed up his belongings. He thanked his host and left the building. It was a warehouse by the waterfront. Not much business took place there. Very little prying eyes.

He was in his car when he received a call from Peters. They’d be leaving the prison soon. He told him to hold tight there until he arrived. He would pick up Ana but he didn’t want her alone while she waited. He knew she wasn’t entirely alone. Not when he’d placed two men to keep watch over her. They mentioned it was a pretty easy detail as no one was following her or even remotely looking at her. His driver pulled into the prison parking lot and waited for her to come out. Another message came through. Apparently the IP address identified as creating the file error was literally bounced through dozens of servers and countries. The only thing they could get regarding point of true origin was that the end user was in Bristol. So someone within city limits was pulling the strings. He saw Ana exiting the building with the lawyer and he stepped out of the car.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana nervously waited next to Peters for Sasha to pick her up again. She couldn’t imagine how angry Mac was… more so scared. Her eyes fell deep into her sockets when Amelia’s name was mentioned. She started to bite at her nails. Ana knew there would have to be a big conversation on all of this later on. Sasha being here. Them… well fucking too hard then too less. Ana lost a bit of control, but she felt… lighter. Ana could feel in the moment. She wasn’t being bombarded by thoughts that didn’t need to pop up. They left the building once they finished signing out and Ana noticed Sasha’s car immediately. Peters said his parting ways and told Ana he would keep her updated. He had his own ride and deals to take care of the rest of the day. 

Sasha stepped from the car and Ana approached him. She didn’t hesitate to get close to him. Ana pressed her forehead against his chest. She could feel his large arms wrap around her for comfort. “She’s in there by mistake. Just a mistake…” Ana shook her head and licked her bottom lip. “Something feels… wrong about it. Impending almost.” She slowly pulled away and looked at him. Sasha had a habit of putting his hand on Ana’s cheek. He looked a mess. Bruises that she could see. Bruises that she had made. Ana took a slow breath in and decided to halt the conversation for later. 

She climbed into the car, buckled up and waited for Sasha to drive. Ana fell quiet. She didn’t know what to say. All the information sat in her head and swam around, but it was at least keeping her busy. She needed to recognize that Mac wasn’t there because she didn’t do something wrong. Mac was still a free woman. That was what mattered. She’d be safe and out of there in no time. Ana had lost herself in thought by the time Sasha pulled up to her apartment. She snapped out of it when the car had stopped and he touched her shoulder. “I’m… can we make coffee?” 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana walked right into him and his arms wrapped around her. He could feel her tension and he hated that. He wished Mackenzie could have walked right out with her. It would go a long way to ease her thoughts. She talked about it being a mistake. He nodded and kissed the top of her head. He didn’t think it was a mistake. Not from what his people had found out. This was deliberate in a very real sense. He touched her cheek as she pulled away and looked at him. He could see her eyes were romaing his bruises. They weren’t fading but at least the swelling had gone down. He’d caught her looking at him the past couple of days. A hint of sadness. She got into the car and he got in beside her. His driver was left standing by the car and he made a gesture to hop in with the security detail in the other car.

He drove back to her place. While he hadn’t been in Bristol long, he knew enough to find it without looking at the the GPS exactly. Her place was preprogrammed in thanks to the driver and it showed up as a little red dot on the small screen. She didn’t really talk on the way there. He didn’t pretend to know what it was like to visit a lover at a place like that. He’d never dated anyone who’d get in enough trouble to end up there. He knew Mackenzie’s past and knew her transgressions for the most part. He didn’t care. Even if Ana had done enough to end up in such a place he wouldn’t have cared. Good people did things sometimes out of necessity. That’s how he saw it. She seemed shaken by the visit. They arrived and she asked if they could make coffee. He nodded and turned off the vehicle. He followed her up to the apartment itself.

The dogs were getting somewhat used to him. Coby wasn’t exactly friendly but he had stopped giving him wary looks. He’d even sat near him once but Ana had explained it was more the pizza they’d had than him. Ruby was still not having any of him. She would get close enough for Ana to pet her when they walked through the door but regarded him like he was scary. He was ok with that. He wanted to know that she was at least protective of Ana even if she did seem skittish. He walked into the kitchen like he belonged and started prepping the coffeemaker. He’d had one of the boys make a supply run yesterday and there was better coffee in the cupboard now. He’d also added more food to the fridge under the excuse that he needed to eat. He watched as she hovered. “You ok?”

[anaglaringstare]

Walking into the apartment was another blur through Ana’s eyes. She didn’t say a word until they walked through the doors and Ruby greeted her. Ana spent a moment to scratch behind her ears and kiss her hello. Sasha proceeded through the hallway and entered the kitchen to make the coffee. Ana had full confidence he knew how to do so. She stood up and walked into the kitchen. Her mind was still foggy but she was focused, which was better than bouncing from one thought to the other. Sasha began filling the coffee maker and Ana’s senses filled with the rich aroma. “You ok?” He asked quietly and she messed with her hands as she leaned against the counter top.

“Not really.” She admitted, but he could see it on her face. Ana didn’t want to dig herself into holes anymore. She needed to be truthful not just for other people, but herself. “I don’t want her in there. That place isn’t… I don’t know. She shouldn’t be in there. She didn’t do anything wrong.” Ana could count the time it would take for her to be released, but she felt something was off. “I’m worried… about her. About other people messing with her or keeping her there. It feels like it’s inevitable. Something bad always happens. Always.” She shook her head and rubbed her hand along the side of her arm. Sasha closed the top of the coffee maker and let the pot start to brew. Ruby poked her head around the corner and kept her distance. She wasn’t a fan of a boy in the house.

“Your lawyer is good, but something’s completely fucked up about this case. She didn’t even have a file there. Nothing to report. She was just put there and not told why… because there was no why.” Ana ran her hand through her hair and stared at Sasha. He had his same old face on. Stern but comfortable. No worry lines or anything showing. “He told me not to look into who could’ve done this, which he’s right but what if it keeps happening? Things like this don’t just happen by accident.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She was being up front about how she felt. No dancing or preamble. He’d expected no less. He knew what she felt for Mackenzie and knew it was completely reciprocated. He nodded when she mentioned something bad always happened. It was the way of the world. He didn’t know if it was misfortune, the fates or devils but bad fell on people. He scratched at his beard again. Soon Ruby was looking at Ana but still not coming closer. “He is good yes. And no. It was not accident.” He pulled out mugs and set them on the counter. “He has to tell you not to look into it. You wouldn’t know how to or where to start. And it’s illegal.” He was looking at her. His fingers tugged at his beard and he wondered if she had a trimmer in the house. He could probably trim it himself and just let the barber make it neater. “He gave me the information.. you know this yes?” Peters may not have told her directly but she was intelligent and likely could have made the connection.

“I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” The apartment began to smell even better as the dark roast started to brew. “These.. people.. they do a lot with computers.. someone planted the information. They tried tracking down where it came from.. but the only tiny bit of information leftover was that it came from Bristol. The IP numbers.. some of them anyhow said so.” He shook his head. “Whoever did it is good. They called it a damn good job and having the signal bounce all over the world… then it disappeared. They can keep trying to see if a similar pattern emerges and try to live track it.. but there’s no guarantee they could find it. I told them to hold off but to not terminate the search yet.” He looked at her as he leaned into the counter.

“You say the word and they keep looking.” It would cost more than the attorney had but money wasn’t an issue. “If they look and can find this person.. what then?” He shrugged his shoulders. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.” He wanted to know how far Ana wanted to take this. “Again no guarantees they will find the person but they will keep searching if you want them to. But you need to know what will be done if we find them.”

[anaglaringstare]

“Gave you the information…” Ana repeated with a knit brow. “I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” Ana stared at him with wide eyes. She couldn’t believe it. There was definitely more to the story. It perked her curiosity, but mostly concern. IP numbers and a signal from Bristol. Ana felt her stomach flip and cramp up. “You say the word and they keep looking.” Ana took a deeper breath. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.”

No guarantees. He needed to know the next step. Ana had hunches and now it was all starting to click together. Who else knew computers this well? Who else would be out to get them like this? Torture. Not flat out. Not something Louie would do. Something Luke would think of, but not execute. “Oh my god.” Ana’s eyes drifted to the wall and she felt her skin tingle and her knuckles pulsate. Her jaw dropped open slightly and her hand ran through her hair again. Ana felt weak at the knees. It all made sense. All of it. She did this. You did this. “C-Connor.” She spoke and kept shaking her head. “Hux… Huxley. Connor Huxley.” Even his name made her hair stand on end.

What if she could have Sasha do something? Take him down a peg or two. Maybe rough him up enough so that he left them alone for good. “It was him… I think. I think it was him. He-He knows computers. He hates me… He fucking hates me. Enough to… well… enough to put Mackenzie somewhere I can’t go.” She felt her heart racing. Ana felt dizzy. She walked out of the kitchen and made her way to the couch. No coffee in hand. Ana kept shaking her head and staring at the floor. All she could remember was his smile as he walked away. That stupid smile.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He watched her reactions. She was understanding everything he spoke about. He imagined she knew more about computers than he did. He knew enough to operate them but past that, he didn’t care. It was a tool. It was intriguing to watch her. Her thoughts just below the surface. He saw it light up in her features. She knew who it was. She said the name and he made a note of it. She continued talking, getting paler. Sasha began to have an immediate dislike of this person. She walked away from him to the living room. Whoever this man was, he was trouble for Ana. He waited a moment then poured the two cups and carried them into the living room. He joined Ana on the couch. “Here.” He handed her the mug and sat back. He dug his phone out of his pocket and started typing. She hadn’t asked or even hinted at what she wanted. They didn’t have proof that he was behind it but Ana’s reaction was enough for him to want to know about him.

A quick message and his security was on it. He’d asked for information on the man. Everything they could find. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” He noted the look about her eyes. The slight tremor in her hands. He reached out and took one of her hands. He held it and moved a little closer. He brought it to his lips. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” He wouldn’t need much of a reason or a push. Not when he could feel her hand. See her. The way she’d been having Mackenzie away. Seeing her in pain as she’d been. It wasn’t an easy thing to stomach. Especially when he had it within his power to erase the problem.

He drank from his coffee and awaited an answer. His phone beeped once and he knew it to be email. He put his mug down so he needn’t let go of her hand. There was a brief rundown of publicly available information with a promise of a full background within the hour. The phone started ringing and he groaned. His father again. He shook his head and declined the call. “He does not give up. I swear.” He sent a text message which he knew his father would hate. He would not meet him for dinner as he already had plans. He put the phone down.

[anaglaringstare]

Her hand gripped around the warm mug but she didn’t drink just yet. Ana wasn’t exactly ready to do two things at once. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” It had to be him… who else would take the time to do this so intricately. The more she thought about it, the more she believed it was him. Her hand was taken, kissed, which led to Ana’s attention being drawn back. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” Even if Connor was an absolute nightmare, Ana didn’t know how to go about it. Connor was deeply rooted in a lot of stress in her life.

It took two seconds for Sasha to become annoyed with his phone. He muttered about someone and assumed it was a sibling or father. Ana knew she never had the urge to pull the trigger. Her father. Connor. Anyone that had brought her down further than the ground could pull her. It was too much power. So many people wanted to end something that hurt her. No one could just leave it be. She spoke, deciding on the first thing she could. “No.” Ana pulled her hands away and put them behind her neck. She massaged her thumbs into the skin and leaned back. “No.. I-I can’t do anything. It’s… I did this. It’s my fault.” Ana shook her head. “Remember when I called you? You picked me up from that holding room.. well I deserved to be there. I hurt him. He hurt me. It’s… it’s what happens and I stepped out of line.” Ana hated how general she was being with the subject, but it showed it was an uncaring venture.

“We’ll need to leave it.” Ana exhaled. She needed to explain further. “Mac will be out tomorrow. I’ll tell her then. Promise you’ll leave it alone? No more money involved in this.” His phone was buzzing with a message again. “Just answer it. It’s more important than this.” Ana excused herself and walked into her room. Shoes, socks off, then her shirt. Ana grabbed a black tank top instead and a pair of shorts.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She declined his offer. Releasing his hand she explained who the guy was. Sasha started understanding what she was now feeling. Guilt. But she said something that made him frown. He didn’t believe in stepping out of line. She wanted to leave it. He was thinking it over when his phone rang. She was dismissing it all with a wave of her hand. Dismissing him. It was a message and he looked at it. His father was unhappy. Seting the phone down, he rolled his eyes to the empty room as she’d gone to her bedroom. He picked up his cup and drank. His thoughts milling about what she’d told him. He remembered picking her up and the right state she’d been in then too. He finished his coffee and stood up. He walked over to the room and went inside. She was changing.

He admired her body even if it wasn’t the time and place. He thought about it and smiled. They were in the bedroom. He began unbuttoning his shirt. “If you’re undressing I am too.” He took off his shirt and started undoing his pants. “Mackenzie will be out tomorrow. It means I will head back to.. wherever..” He wasn’t planning on staying in England. It was stifling to him if he was by himself. She made it bearable. “I don’t know that I want to promise to leave things alone.. I don’t like how he makes you… react.” He was standing there in boxer briefs. Sasha moved to her. He put his hands on her hips. “And the next time you say.. something is more important.. I will walk out very upset.” He put his forehead against hers.

“Ana… you are important.. very important.. Mackenzie..she’s very important. I don’t like you saying you stepped out of line.. for anyone..that’s.. I don’t like it.” His hands moved to her arms and he rubbed them up and down. “I won’t ask.. not what happened with him.. if you want to tell me, I’d like to hear. But it is up to you.” He kissed her temple, her cheek. “I won’t do anything for now. But I am looking into him.” He put a finger under her chin and lifted it so he could look in her eyes. “Do you have clippers?”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana heard his voice and turned around. His fingers were at his buttons on his shirt. She watched them pop open as she pulled on her shorts. Ana suddenly felt very naked. Not enough layers were on her skin. “Mackenzie will be out tomorrow. It means I will head back to.. wherever..” Ana didn’t like the idea of it. “I don’t know that I want to promise to leave things alone.. I don’t like how he makes you… react.” Ana rubbed the side of her face. Even the mere mention of him made her want to leave the room. She felt his hands on her hips and his head on hers. Ana closed her eyes. Sasha said she was important. Mackenzie was important. “I won’t ask.. not what happened with him.. if you want to tell me, I’d like to hear. But it is up to you.” She felt two light kisses on her face.

She expected one on her lips, but instead he asked for clippers. Ana wasn’t sure what he meant. His hands went to his beard and she lifted her brow. “Well… sort of. Mackenzie shaves the back of her head sometimes when it’s long…” Ana stared at him, wondering what he would look like with a shorter beard. It had only grown longer since she first saw him. “In my bathroom. Bottom drawer.” Ana motioned toward the bathroom connected to their room. She wasn’t in the mood to help or see what it was all about. Ana dismissed the coffee, now she was dismissing him. She climbed in bed and hugged the pillow next to her. Sasha stepped toward the bathroom and closed the door.

Ana closed her eyes, hoping the sound of the clippers would keep her mind busy. She grew hot. Ana stripped herself of her clothes and rested on her stomach. Nothing was helping. The clippers stopped buzzing. Ana closed her eyes tightly and gripped onto the pillow under her. The door opened and she sighed under her breath. “I was getting used to that noise.” She grumbled and shifted her arms under the pillow. “I can’t get comfortable.” I can’t stop thinking about how guilty I am.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana didn’t offer to help, not that he had expected it. He was giving her a bit of space as he was taking some. The beard was bothering him but it could have waited. The look in her eyes anytime this man was brought up was causing a reaction in him. He went into the bathroom and shut the door. Sasha found the clippers and grabbed the small wastebin. He set it atop the sink and began working over it. He’d still have to clean up a bit but it would be minimal. His mind was on overdrive.

Every possible scenario as to why this man caused such feelings in Ana was playing out. He wasn’t a jilted lover. But from the look of him he could have forced himself on her. The picture in the email showed cold eyes. It was a work photo but it was still cold. As he slowly trimmed away his beard, he pushed the anger he felt aside. She’d wiped at her skin when he was brought up. A flash of what she’d looked like strapped to that bench in London. Terror. He was almost done. It wasn’t uneven so he was happy. He considered shaving it all off. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d seen his face. He put things away and rinsed his face. He lived in the city. He shook his head. He couldn’t leave Ana unprotected from this. He was to leave when Mackenzie returned and they would be left with a different wolf. One that would attack unprovoked. He knew Ana said she had hurt him but it wasn’t something he could understand. Even as the bruises and cut stared back at him, he couldn’t see her lashing out at someone without provocation. Whatever was done to her by this man, he couldn’t promise to leave it alone.

When he walked back into the bedroom he saw her clothes on the floor as she complained about the sound. He smiled and stripped himself free of his briefs. He climbed into bed behind her. “I’m sure there’s a vibrator we can use. Same noise.” He lay his body against hers. His cock already waking up. He kissed her shoulder, her neck. His hands slipping along her body. He could feel her thinking and knew it wasn’t pleasant. “Ana…” He whispered against her skin. His hands under her cupping her breasts, finding the piercings. “Sei hier.” Sasha pinched her nipples slowly as his hips pressed against her. His hardening cock rubbing her ass. He hadn’t expected to jump in bed when they got back from the prison. He’d thought they would talk more. But he knew she needed a different reassurance, a different comfort. One of his hands slipped down between her legs and caressed her lips. “Umdrehen.”

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha didn’t waste a moment getting in bed beside Ana. She wasn’t sure why she was surprised. His body was up against hers, just like they had woken up. Ana had to switch her mind off in these moments. She needed to know it was okay. Mackenzie would forgive her and understand. Ana understood it more now that things had gone off track. “Ana…” She swallowed and closed her eyes. His hands traveled along her body. “Yeah.” His hands found her chest. Ana took a deeper breath in. He pinched. He pushed. He asked her to be in the moment. Right here. Right now. Not overthinking. I was something she hadn’t necessarily been told. It was easier than she thought. Ana focused on the touch of his hands. He was awake. His inner lust and need pushing against her ass.

“Umdrehen.” She swallowed. Ana didn’t ask for this to happen, things fell in place yet again. No clothes caused an invitation. Ana turned just like he asked. The full beard was gone. Just a very short version across his face. Ana could see his features better. Her eyes stared at his. She felt his cock pressing up against her hip. His fingers still sliding between her lips and causing her to breathe a little heavier. Her hands found his chest and slid next to his arms. Ana was wet but she wasn’t willing to stick with foreplay for long. She reached between his legs and found his cock. Definitely hard. Growing harder in her hands. 

She slid him between her legs, just touching her entrance. He could push forward if he wished. “Я здесь.” Ana spoke softly next to his cheek. You’ve been brushing up on your Russian. Yes, shut up. “Why did you trim?” Ana asked breathlessly, feeling the wetness between her legs inch onto his cock. “Weniger Bär, mehr Wolf.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana faced him. His hand between her legs stayed there, touching, cupping. She looked at his face, his eyes. A smile was on his lips. It didn't take much especially when he was near her. The anger he'd felt in the bathroom at the other man was pushed away into a corner. He would think about it later. But right this minute he only needed to concern himself with her. She touched him and he could swear ever his scars rose to meet her fingers. When she reached for him, he groaned. She was much more at ease with touching him. He would have happily pumped his hips as she held him but she had different thoughts. He was between her legs when she said the word in Russian. A warm flush to his body. She was coaxing him to her wetness. He chuckled when she said there was less bear. His hands moved. One to her hip, the other guiding himself into her. His hips pushed. Being sexually active made things easier for their bodies to fit without much resistance. She took him in slowly. He moaned as he pushed.

When he was fully inside, he took her hand and put it to his face. He no longer grimaced when she touched the bruise. "Ich bin immer Wolf." He kissed her lips hard. Being in her had woken up his appetite. He knew his time in this bed was limited. The other owner would return and he would be set off to wander alone until she wanted him again. He didn't mind it as long as there was an again at some point. He pulled out a bit and pushed back in. "I needed a change.. almost shaved it off." He whispered against their kiss. His tongue flicking at her lips. His pelvis slowly building up a rhythm. From the living room, he could hear his phone still ringing. He tuned it out, knowing who it was. He turned them so she was lying on top of him.

"Möchtest du mich gern rasieren?" His hands moved to her hips, guiding her movements against his hard cock. "Willst du mich verletzen?" He asked only to let her know that it would be ok if she did. He knew she didn't like the marks she'd left. Not these. These were her anger painted on his skin. What would she paint today if she stuck him? He knew he was likely a little unusual wanting to feel her emotions on his skin but he didn't dwell. "Willst du von mir verletzt werden? He looked in her eyes, accepting whatever she might need.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sentencing @Ana

Sasha had spent the day running virtual meetings from office space loaned out to him by a local affiliate. It wasn’t fancy in the least but as long as he could connect to the outside world, he would manage. Nothing out of the ordinary was taking place in any of the corporations. He spent the time surfing on his phone as the meeting took place on a laptop in front of him. He was dressed the part though. Tailored shirt and slacks. He didn’t bother with a tie. His security team had rotated and two different faces were keeping him company. He’d gotten a text message from one of his brothers. They wanted to give him a heads up that his father was asking why he was in Bristol. He scratched at his beard and reminded himself to make an appointment for a haircut and a trim. Ana was at the prison with his lawyer. He’d had some interesting things to report in terms of Mackenzie’s problems.

He took the information provided and set some of his own less than legal colleagues looking into things. From the laptop, he caught the tail end of a conversation about a proposed project and gave his opinion. They always thought he wasn’t listening so they acted surprised when he spoke up. A message from his father came through text. He would be in Bath that evening and wanted to meet with him for dinner. He sighed and ignored it for now. He didn’t want to think about him. The meeting finished and he tended to his emails. Reports, notes and summaries. He mumbled under his breath and made notations then sent everything to his assistant at each corresponding company and asked for clarification by week’s ends. He checked his watch and was sure Ana should be done soon. He closed up the laptop and packed up his belongings. He thanked his host and left the building. It was a warehouse by the waterfront. Not much business took place there. Very little prying eyes.

He was in his car when he received a call from Peters. They’d be leaving the prison soon. He told him to hold tight there until he arrived. He would pick up Ana but he didn’t want her alone while she waited. He knew she wasn’t entirely alone. Not when he’d placed two men to keep watch over her. They mentioned it was a pretty easy detail as no one was following her or even remotely looking at her. His driver pulled into the prison parking lot and waited for her to come out. Another message came through. Apparently the IP address identified as creating the file error was literally bounced through dozens of servers and countries. The only thing they could get regarding point of true origin was that the end user was in Bristol. So someone within city limits was pulling the strings. He saw Ana exiting the building with the lawyer and he stepped out of the car.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana nervously waited next to Peters for Sasha to pick her up again. She couldn’t imagine how angry Mac was… more so scared. Her eyes fell deep into her sockets when Amelia’s name was mentioned. She started to bite at her nails. Ana knew there would have to be a big conversation on all of this later on. Sasha being here. Them… well fucking too hard then too less. Ana lost a bit of control, but she felt… lighter. Ana could feel in the moment. She wasn’t being bombarded by thoughts that didn’t need to pop up. They left the building once they finished signing out and Ana noticed Sasha’s car immediately. Peters said his parting ways and told Ana he would keep her updated. He had his own ride and deals to take care of the rest of the day. 

Sasha stepped from the car and Ana approached him. She didn’t hesitate to get close to him. Ana pressed her forehead against his chest. She could feel his large arms wrap around her for comfort. “She’s in there by mistake. Just a mistake…” Ana shook her head and licked her bottom lip. “Something feels… wrong about it. Impending almost.” She slowly pulled away and looked at him. Sasha had a habit of putting his hand on Ana’s cheek. He looked a mess. Bruises that she could see. Bruises that she had made. Ana took a slow breath in and decided to halt the conversation for later. 

She climbed into the car, buckled up and waited for Sasha to drive. Ana fell quiet. She didn’t know what to say. All the information sat in her head and swam around, but it was at least keeping her busy. She needed to recognize that Mac wasn’t there because she didn’t do something wrong. Mac was still a free woman. That was what mattered. She’d be safe and out of there in no time. Ana had lost herself in thought by the time Sasha pulled up to her apartment. She snapped out of it when the car had stopped and he touched her shoulder. “I’m… can we make coffee?” 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana walked right into him and his arms wrapped around her. He could feel her tension and he hated that. He wished Mackenzie could have walked right out with her. It would go a long way to ease her thoughts. She talked about it being a mistake. He nodded and kissed the top of her head. He didn’t think it was a mistake. Not from what his people had found out. This was deliberate in a very real sense. He touched her cheek as she pulled away and looked at him. He could see her eyes were romaing his bruises. They weren’t fading but at least the swelling had gone down. He’d caught her looking at him the past couple of days. A hint of sadness. She got into the car and he got in beside her. His driver was left standing by the car and he made a gesture to hop in with the security detail in the other car.

He drove back to her place. While he hadn’t been in Bristol long, he knew enough to find it without looking at the the GPS exactly. Her place was preprogrammed in thanks to the driver and it showed up as a little red dot on the small screen. She didn’t really talk on the way there. He didn’t pretend to know what it was like to visit a lover at a place like that. He’d never dated anyone who’d get in enough trouble to end up there. He knew Mackenzie’s past and knew her transgressions for the most part. He didn’t care. Even if Ana had done enough to end up in such a place he wouldn’t have cared. Good people did things sometimes out of necessity. That’s how he saw it. She seemed shaken by the visit. They arrived and she asked if they could make coffee. He nodded and turned off the vehicle. He followed her up to the apartment itself.

The dogs were getting somewhat used to him. Coby wasn’t exactly friendly but he had stopped giving him wary looks. He’d even sat near him once but Ana had explained it was more the pizza they’d had than him. Ruby was still not having any of him. She would get close enough for Ana to pet her when they walked through the door but regarded him like he was scary. He was ok with that. He wanted to know that she was at least protective of Ana even if she did seem skittish. He walked into the kitchen like he belonged and started prepping the coffeemaker. He’d had one of the boys make a supply run yesterday and there was better coffee in the cupboard now. He’d also added more food to the fridge under the excuse that he needed to eat. He watched as she hovered. “You ok?”

[anaglaringstare]

Walking into the apartment was another blur through Ana’s eyes. She didn’t say a word until they walked through the doors and Ruby greeted her. Ana spent a moment to scratch behind her ears and kiss her hello. Sasha proceeded through the hallway and entered the kitchen to make the coffee. Ana had full confidence he knew how to do so. She stood up and walked into the kitchen. Her mind was still foggy but she was focused, which was better than bouncing from one thought to the other. Sasha began filling the coffee maker and Ana’s senses filled with the rich aroma. “You ok?” He asked quietly and she messed with her hands as she leaned against the counter top.

“Not really.” She admitted, but he could see it on her face. Ana didn’t want to dig herself into holes anymore. She needed to be truthful not just for other people, but herself. “I don’t want her in there. That place isn’t… I don’t know. She shouldn’t be in there. She didn’t do anything wrong.” Ana could count the time it would take for her to be released, but she felt something was off. “I’m worried… about her. About other people messing with her or keeping her there. It feels like it’s inevitable. Something bad always happens. Always.” She shook her head and rubbed her hand along the side of her arm. Sasha closed the top of the coffee maker and let the pot start to brew. Ruby poked her head around the corner and kept her distance. She wasn’t a fan of a boy in the house.

“Your lawyer is good, but something’s completely fucked up about this case. She didn’t even have a file there. Nothing to report. She was just put there and not told why… because there was no why.” Ana ran her hand through her hair and stared at Sasha. He had his same old face on. Stern but comfortable. No worry lines or anything showing. “He told me not to look into who could’ve done this, which he’s right but what if it keeps happening? Things like this don’t just happen by accident.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She was being up front about how she felt. No dancing or preamble. He’d expected no less. He knew what she felt for Mackenzie and knew it was completely reciprocated. He nodded when she mentioned something bad always happened. It was the way of the world. He didn’t know if it was misfortune, the fates or devils but bad fell on people. He scratched at his beard again. Soon Ruby was looking at Ana but still not coming closer. “He is good yes. And no. It was not accident.” He pulled out mugs and set them on the counter. “He has to tell you not to look into it. You wouldn’t know how to or where to start. And it’s illegal.” He was looking at her. His fingers tugged at his beard and he wondered if she had a trimmer in the house. He could probably trim it himself and just let the barber make it neater. “He gave me the information.. you know this yes?” Peters may not have told her directly but she was intelligent and likely could have made the connection.

“I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” The apartment began to smell even better as the dark roast started to brew. “These.. people.. they do a lot with computers.. someone planted the information. They tried tracking down where it came from.. but the only tiny bit of information leftover was that it came from Bristol. The IP numbers.. some of them anyhow said so.” He shook his head. “Whoever did it is good. They called it a damn good job and having the signal bounce all over the world… then it disappeared. They can keep trying to see if a similar pattern emerges and try to live track it.. but there’s no guarantee they could find it. I told them to hold off but to not terminate the search yet.” He looked at her as he leaned into the counter.

“You say the word and they keep looking.” It would cost more than the attorney had but money wasn’t an issue. “If they look and can find this person.. what then?” He shrugged his shoulders. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.” He wanted to know how far Ana wanted to take this. “Again no guarantees they will find the person but they will keep searching if you want them to. But you need to know what will be done if we find them.”

[anaglaringstare]

“Gave you the information…” Ana repeated with a knit brow. “I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” Ana stared at him with wide eyes. She couldn’t believe it. There was definitely more to the story. It perked her curiosity, but mostly concern. IP numbers and a signal from Bristol. Ana felt her stomach flip and cramp up. “You say the word and they keep looking.” Ana took a deeper breath. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.”

No guarantees. He needed to know the next step. Ana had hunches and now it was all starting to click together. Who else knew computers this well? Who else would be out to get them like this? Torture. Not flat out. Not something Louie would do. Something Luke would think of, but not execute. “Oh my god.” Ana’s eyes drifted to the wall and she felt her skin tingle and her knuckles pulsate. Her jaw dropped open slightly and her hand ran through her hair again. Ana felt weak at the knees. It all made sense. All of it. She did this. You did this. “C-Connor.” She spoke and kept shaking her head. “Hux… Huxley. Connor Huxley.” Even his name made her hair stand on end.

What if she could have Sasha do something? Take him down a peg or two. Maybe rough him up enough so that he left them alone for good. “It was him… I think. I think it was him. He-He knows computers. He hates me… He fucking hates me. Enough to… well… enough to put Mackenzie somewhere I can’t go.” She felt her heart racing. Ana felt dizzy. She walked out of the kitchen and made her way to the couch. No coffee in hand. Ana kept shaking her head and staring at the floor. All she could remember was his smile as he walked away. That stupid smile.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He watched her reactions. She was understanding everything he spoke about. He imagined she knew more about computers than he did. He knew enough to operate them but past that, he didn’t care. It was a tool. It was intriguing to watch her. Her thoughts just below the surface. He saw it light up in her features. She knew who it was. She said the name and he made a note of it. She continued talking, getting paler. Sasha began to have an immediate dislike of this person. She walked away from him to the living room. Whoever this man was, he was trouble for Ana. He waited a moment then poured the two cups and carried them into the living room. He joined Ana on the couch. “Here.” He handed her the mug and sat back. He dug his phone out of his pocket and started typing. She hadn’t asked or even hinted at what she wanted. They didn’t have proof that he was behind it but Ana’s reaction was enough for him to want to know about him.

A quick message and his security was on it. He’d asked for information on the man. Everything they could find. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” He noted the look about her eyes. The slight tremor in her hands. He reached out and took one of her hands. He held it and moved a little closer. He brought it to his lips. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” He wouldn’t need much of a reason or a push. Not when he could feel her hand. See her. The way she’d been having Mackenzie away. Seeing her in pain as she’d been. It wasn’t an easy thing to stomach. Especially when he had it within his power to erase the problem.

He drank from his coffee and awaited an answer. His phone beeped once and he knew it to be email. He put his mug down so he needn’t let go of her hand. There was a brief rundown of publicly available information with a promise of a full background within the hour. The phone started ringing and he groaned. His father again. He shook his head and declined the call. “He does not give up. I swear.” He sent a text message which he knew his father would hate. He would not meet him for dinner as he already had plans. He put the phone down.

[anaglaringstare]

Her hand gripped around the warm mug but she didn’t drink just yet. Ana wasn’t exactly ready to do two things at once. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” It had to be him… who else would take the time to do this so intricately. The more she thought about it, the more she believed it was him. Her hand was taken, kissed, which led to Ana’s attention being drawn back. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” Even if Connor was an absolute nightmare, Ana didn’t know how to go about it. Connor was deeply rooted in a lot of stress in her life.

It took two seconds for Sasha to become annoyed with his phone. He muttered about someone and assumed it was a sibling or father. Ana knew she never had the urge to pull the trigger. Her father. Connor. Anyone that had brought her down further than the ground could pull her. It was too much power. So many people wanted to end something that hurt her. No one could just leave it be. She spoke, deciding on the first thing she could. “No.” Ana pulled her hands away and put them behind her neck. She massaged her thumbs into the skin and leaned back. “No.. I-I can’t do anything. It’s… I did this. It’s my fault.” Ana shook her head. “Remember when I called you? You picked me up from that holding room.. well I deserved to be there. I hurt him. He hurt me. It’s… it’s what happens and I stepped out of line.” Ana hated how general she was being with the subject, but it showed it was an uncaring venture.

“We’ll need to leave it.” Ana exhaled. She needed to explain further. “Mac will be out tomorrow. I’ll tell her then. Promise you’ll leave it alone? No more money involved in this.” His phone was buzzing with a message again. “Just answer it. It’s more important than this.” Ana excused herself and walked into her room. Shoes, socks off, then her shirt. Ana grabbed a black tank top instead and a pair of shorts.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She declined his offer. Releasing his hand she explained who the guy was. Sasha started understanding what she was now feeling. Guilt. But she said something that made him frown. He didn’t believe in stepping out of line. She wanted to leave it. He was thinking it over when his phone rang. She was dismissing it all with a wave of her hand. Dismissing him. It was a message and he looked at it. His father was unhappy. Seting the phone down, he rolled his eyes to the empty room as she’d gone to her bedroom. He picked up his cup and drank. His thoughts milling about what she’d told him. He remembered picking her up and the right state she’d been in then too. He finished his coffee and stood up. He walked over to the room and went inside. She was changing.

He admired her body even if it wasn’t the time and place. He thought about it and smiled. They were in the bedroom. He began unbuttoning his shirt. “If you’re undressing I am too.” He took off his shirt and started undoing his pants. “Mackenzie will be out tomorrow. It means I will head back to.. wherever..” He wasn’t planning on staying in England. It was stifling to him if he was by himself. She made it bearable. “I don’t know that I want to promise to leave things alone.. I don’t like how he makes you… react.” He was standing there in boxer briefs. Sasha moved to her. He put his hands on her hips. “And the next time you say.. something is more important.. I will walk out very upset.” He put his forehead against hers.

“Ana… you are important.. very important.. Mackenzie..she’s very important. I don’t like you saying you stepped out of line.. for anyone..that’s.. I don’t like it.” His hands moved to her arms and he rubbed them up and down. “I won’t ask.. not what happened with him.. if you want to tell me, I’d like to hear. But it is up to you.” He kissed her temple, her cheek. “I won’t do anything for now. But I am looking into him.” He put a finger under her chin and lifted it so he could look in her eyes. “Do you have clippers?”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana heard his voice and turned around. His fingers were at his buttons on his shirt. She watched them pop open as she pulled on her shorts. Ana suddenly felt very naked. Not enough layers were on her skin. “Mackenzie will be out tomorrow. It means I will head back to.. wherever..” Ana didn’t like the idea of it. “I don’t know that I want to promise to leave things alone.. I don’t like how he makes you… react.” Ana rubbed the side of her face. Even the mere mention of him made her want to leave the room. She felt his hands on her hips and his head on hers. Ana closed her eyes. Sasha said she was important. Mackenzie was important. “I won’t ask.. not what happened with him.. if you want to tell me, I’d like to hear. But it is up to you.” She felt two light kisses on her face.

She expected one on her lips, but instead he asked for clippers. Ana wasn’t sure what he meant. His hands went to his beard and she lifted her brow. “Well… sort of. Mackenzie shaves the back of her head sometimes when it’s long…” Ana stared at him, wondering what he would look like with a shorter beard. It had only grown longer since she first saw him. “In my bathroom. Bottom drawer.” Ana motioned toward the bathroom connected to their room. She wasn’t in the mood to help or see what it was all about. Ana dismissed the coffee, now she was dismissing him. She climbed in bed and hugged the pillow next to her. Sasha stepped toward the bathroom and closed the door.

Ana closed her eyes, hoping the sound of the clippers would keep her mind busy. She grew hot. Ana stripped herself of her clothes and rested on her stomach. Nothing was helping. The clippers stopped buzzing. Ana closed her eyes tightly and gripped onto the pillow under her. The door opened and she sighed under her breath. “I was getting used to that noise.” She grumbled and shifted her arms under the pillow. “I can’t get comfortable.” I can’t stop thinking about how guilty I am.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana didn't offer to help, not that he had expected it. He was giving her a bit of space as he was taking some. The beard was bothering him but it could have waited. The look in her eyes anytime this man was brought up was causing a reaction in him. He went into the bathroom and shut the door. Sasha found the clippers and grabbed the small wastebin. He set it atop the sink and began working over it. He'd still have to clean up a bit but it would be minimal. His mind was on overdrive.

Every possible scenario as to why this man caused such feelings in Ana was playing out. He wasn't a jilted lover. But from the look of him he could have forced himself on her. The picture in the email showed cold eyes. It was a work photo but it was still cold. As he slowly trimmed away his beard, he pushed the anger he felt aside. She'd wiped at her skin when he was brought up. A flash of what she'd looked like strapped to that bench in London. Terror. He was almost done. It wasn't uneven so he was happy. He considered shaving it all off. He couldn't remember the last time he'd seen his face. He put things away and rinsed his face. He lived in the city. He shook his head. He couldn't leave Ana unprotected from this. He was to leave when Mackenzie returned and they would be left with a different wolf. One that would attack unprovoked. He knew Ana said she had hurt him but it wasn't something he could understand. Even as the bruises and cut stared back at him, he couldn't see her lashing out at someone without provocation. Whatever was done to her by this man, he couldn't promise to leave it alone.

When he walked back into the bedroom he saw her clothes on the floor as she complained about the sound. He smiled and stripped himself free of his briefs. He climbed into bed behind her. "I'm sure there's a vibrator we can use. Same noise." He lay his body against hers. His cock already waking up. He kissed her shoulder, her neck. His hands slipping along her body. He could feel her thinking and knew it wasn't pleasant. "Ana..." He whispered against her skin. His hands under her cupping her breasts, finding the piercings. "Sei hier." Sasha pinched her nipples slowly as his hips pressed against her. His hardening cock rubbing her ass. He hadn't expected to jump in bed when they got back from the prison. He'd thought they would talk more. But he knew she needed a different reassurance, a different comfort. One of his hands slipped down between her legs and caressed her lips. "Umdrehen."

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sentencing @Ana

Sasha had spent the day running virtual meetings from office space loaned out to him by a local affiliate. It wasn’t fancy in the least but as long as he could connect to the outside world, he would manage. Nothing out of the ordinary was taking place in any of the corporations. He spent the time surfing on his phone as the meeting took place on a laptop in front of him. He was dressed the part though. Tailored shirt and slacks. He didn’t bother with a tie. His security team had rotated and two different faces were keeping him company. He’d gotten a text message from one of his brothers. They wanted to give him a heads up that his father was asking why he was in Bristol. He scratched at his beard and reminded himself to make an appointment for a haircut and a trim. Ana was at the prison with his lawyer. He’d had some interesting things to report in terms of Mackenzie’s problems.

He took the information provided and set some of his own less than legal colleagues looking into things. From the laptop, he caught the tail end of a conversation about a proposed project and gave his opinion. They always thought he wasn’t listening so they acted surprised when he spoke up. A message from his father came through text. He would be in Bath that evening and wanted to meet with him for dinner. He sighed and ignored it for now. He didn’t want to think about him. The meeting finished and he tended to his emails. Reports, notes and summaries. He mumbled under his breath and made notations then sent everything to his assistant at each corresponding company and asked for clarification by week’s ends. He checked his watch and was sure Ana should be done soon. He closed up the laptop and packed up his belongings. He thanked his host and left the building. It was a warehouse by the waterfront. Not much business took place there. Very little prying eyes.

He was in his car when he received a call from Peters. They’d be leaving the prison soon. He told him to hold tight there until he arrived. He would pick up Ana but he didn’t want her alone while she waited. He knew she wasn’t entirely alone. Not when he’d placed two men to keep watch over her. They mentioned it was a pretty easy detail as no one was following her or even remotely looking at her. His driver pulled into the prison parking lot and waited for her to come out. Another message came through. Apparently the IP address identified as creating the file error was literally bounced through dozens of servers and countries. The only thing they could get regarding point of true origin was that the end user was in Bristol. So someone within city limits was pulling the strings. He saw Ana exiting the building with the lawyer and he stepped out of the car.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana nervously waited next to Peters for Sasha to pick her up again. She couldn’t imagine how angry Mac was… more so scared. Her eyes fell deep into her sockets when Amelia’s name was mentioned. She started to bite at her nails. Ana knew there would have to be a big conversation on all of this later on. Sasha being here. Them… well fucking too hard then too less. Ana lost a bit of control, but she felt… lighter. Ana could feel in the moment. She wasn’t being bombarded by thoughts that didn’t need to pop up. They left the building once they finished signing out and Ana noticed Sasha’s car immediately. Peters said his parting ways and told Ana he would keep her updated. He had his own ride and deals to take care of the rest of the day. 

Sasha stepped from the car and Ana approached him. She didn’t hesitate to get close to him. Ana pressed her forehead against his chest. She could feel his large arms wrap around her for comfort. “She’s in there by mistake. Just a mistake…” Ana shook her head and licked her bottom lip. “Something feels… wrong about it. Impending almost.” She slowly pulled away and looked at him. Sasha had a habit of putting his hand on Ana’s cheek. He looked a mess. Bruises that she could see. Bruises that she had made. Ana took a slow breath in and decided to halt the conversation for later. 

She climbed into the car, buckled up and waited for Sasha to drive. Ana fell quiet. She didn’t know what to say. All the information sat in her head and swam around, but it was at least keeping her busy. She needed to recognize that Mac wasn’t there because she didn’t do something wrong. Mac was still a free woman. That was what mattered. She’d be safe and out of there in no time. Ana had lost herself in thought by the time Sasha pulled up to her apartment. She snapped out of it when the car had stopped and he touched her shoulder. “I’m… can we make coffee?” 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana walked right into him and his arms wrapped around her. He could feel her tension and he hated that. He wished Mackenzie could have walked right out with her. It would go a long way to ease her thoughts. She talked about it being a mistake. He nodded and kissed the top of her head. He didn’t think it was a mistake. Not from what his people had found out. This was deliberate in a very real sense. He touched her cheek as she pulled away and looked at him. He could see her eyes were romaing his bruises. They weren’t fading but at least the swelling had gone down. He’d caught her looking at him the past couple of days. A hint of sadness. She got into the car and he got in beside her. His driver was left standing by the car and he made a gesture to hop in with the security detail in the other car.

He drove back to her place. While he hadn’t been in Bristol long, he knew enough to find it without looking at the the GPS exactly. Her place was preprogrammed in thanks to the driver and it showed up as a little red dot on the small screen. She didn’t really talk on the way there. He didn’t pretend to know what it was like to visit a lover at a place like that. He’d never dated anyone who’d get in enough trouble to end up there. He knew Mackenzie’s past and knew her transgressions for the most part. He didn’t care. Even if Ana had done enough to end up in such a place he wouldn’t have cared. Good people did things sometimes out of necessity. That’s how he saw it. She seemed shaken by the visit. They arrived and she asked if they could make coffee. He nodded and turned off the vehicle. He followed her up to the apartment itself.

The dogs were getting somewhat used to him. Coby wasn’t exactly friendly but he had stopped giving him wary looks. He’d even sat near him once but Ana had explained it was more the pizza they’d had than him. Ruby was still not having any of him. She would get close enough for Ana to pet her when they walked through the door but regarded him like he was scary. He was ok with that. He wanted to know that she was at least protective of Ana even if she did seem skittish. He walked into the kitchen like he belonged and started prepping the coffeemaker. He’d had one of the boys make a supply run yesterday and there was better coffee in the cupboard now. He’d also added more food to the fridge under the excuse that he needed to eat. He watched as she hovered. “You ok?”

[anaglaringstare]

Walking into the apartment was another blur through Ana’s eyes. She didn’t say a word until they walked through the doors and Ruby greeted her. Ana spent a moment to scratch behind her ears and kiss her hello. Sasha proceeded through the hallway and entered the kitchen to make the coffee. Ana had full confidence he knew how to do so. She stood up and walked into the kitchen. Her mind was still foggy but she was focused, which was better than bouncing from one thought to the other. Sasha began filling the coffee maker and Ana’s senses filled with the rich aroma. “You ok?” He asked quietly and she messed with her hands as she leaned against the counter top.

“Not really.” She admitted, but he could see it on her face. Ana didn’t want to dig herself into holes anymore. She needed to be truthful not just for other people, but herself. “I don’t want her in there. That place isn’t… I don’t know. She shouldn’t be in there. She didn’t do anything wrong.” Ana could count the time it would take for her to be released, but she felt something was off. “I’m worried… about her. About other people messing with her or keeping her there. It feels like it’s inevitable. Something bad always happens. Always.” She shook her head and rubbed her hand along the side of her arm. Sasha closed the top of the coffee maker and let the pot start to brew. Ruby poked her head around the corner and kept her distance. She wasn’t a fan of a boy in the house.

“Your lawyer is good, but something’s completely fucked up about this case. She didn’t even have a file there. Nothing to report. She was just put there and not told why… because there was no why.” Ana ran her hand through her hair and stared at Sasha. He had his same old face on. Stern but comfortable. No worry lines or anything showing. “He told me not to look into who could’ve done this, which he’s right but what if it keeps happening? Things like this don’t just happen by accident.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She was being up front about how she felt. No dancing or preamble. He’d expected no less. He knew what she felt for Mackenzie and knew it was completely reciprocated. He nodded when she mentioned something bad always happened. It was the way of the world. He didn’t know if it was misfortune, the fates or devils but bad fell on people. He scratched at his beard again. Soon Ruby was looking at Ana but still not coming closer. “He is good yes. And no. It was not accident.” He pulled out mugs and set them on the counter. “He has to tell you not to look into it. You wouldn’t know how to or where to start. And it’s illegal.” He was looking at her. His fingers tugged at his beard and he wondered if she had a trimmer in the house. He could probably trim it himself and just let the barber make it neater. “He gave me the information.. you know this yes?” Peters may not have told her directly but she was intelligent and likely could have made the connection.

“I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” The apartment began to smell even better as the dark roast started to brew. “These.. people.. they do a lot with computers.. someone planted the information. They tried tracking down where it came from.. but the only tiny bit of information leftover was that it came from Bristol. The IP numbers.. some of them anyhow said so.” He shook his head. “Whoever did it is good. They called it a damn good job and having the signal bounce all over the world… then it disappeared. They can keep trying to see if a similar pattern emerges and try to live track it.. but there’s no guarantee they could find it. I told them to hold off but to not terminate the search yet.” He looked at her as he leaned into the counter.

“You say the word and they keep looking.” It would cost more than the attorney had but money wasn’t an issue. “If they look and can find this person.. what then?” He shrugged his shoulders. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.” He wanted to know how far Ana wanted to take this. “Again no guarantees they will find the person but they will keep searching if you want them to. But you need to know what will be done if we find them.”

[anaglaringstare]

“Gave you the information…” Ana repeated with a knit brow. “I’ve had people looking into it.. more than one.. the look at the bits of crap I really have no need to figure out because that is what they are paid to do.” Ana stared at him with wide eyes. She couldn’t believe it. There was definitely more to the story. It perked her curiosity, but mostly concern. IP numbers and a signal from Bristol. Ana felt her stomach flip and cramp up. “You say the word and they keep looking.” Ana took a deeper breath. “The only way to stop something like this from happening again is to terminate the threat. What they did.. it was on purpose and meant to hurt her. I know the name in the file. Amelia. I know who she was. This is not a prank.”

No guarantees. He needed to know the next step. Ana had hunches and now it was all starting to click together. Who else knew computers this well? Who else would be out to get them like this? Torture. Not flat out. Not something Louie would do. Something Luke would think of, but not execute. “Oh my god.” Ana’s eyes drifted to the wall and she felt her skin tingle and her knuckles pulsate. Her jaw dropped open slightly and her hand ran through her hair again. Ana felt weak at the knees. It all made sense. All of it. She did this. You did this. “C-Connor.” She spoke and kept shaking her head. “Hux… Huxley. Connor Huxley.” Even his name made her hair stand on end.

What if she could have Sasha do something? Take him down a peg or two. Maybe rough him up enough so that he left them alone for good. “It was him… I think. I think it was him. He-He knows computers. He hates me… He fucking hates me. Enough to… well… enough to put Mackenzie somewhere I can’t go.” She felt her heart racing. Ana felt dizzy. She walked out of the kitchen and made her way to the couch. No coffee in hand. Ana kept shaking her head and staring at the floor. All she could remember was his smile as he walked away. That stupid smile.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He watched her reactions. She was understanding everything he spoke about. He imagined she knew more about computers than he did. He knew enough to operate them but past that, he didn’t care. It was a tool. It was intriguing to watch her. Her thoughts just below the surface. He saw it light up in her features. She knew who it was. She said the name and he made a note of it. She continued talking, getting paler. Sasha began to have an immediate dislike of this person. She walked away from him to the living room. Whoever this man was, he was trouble for Ana. He waited a moment then poured the two cups and carried them into the living room. He joined Ana on the couch. “Here.” He handed her the mug and sat back. He dug his phone out of his pocket and started typing. She hadn’t asked or even hinted at what she wanted. They didn’t have proof that he was behind it but Ana’s reaction was enough for him to want to know about him.

A quick message and his security was on it. He’d asked for information on the man. Everything they could find. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” He noted the look about her eyes. The slight tremor in her hands. He reached out and took one of her hands. He held it and moved a little closer. He brought it to his lips. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” He wouldn’t need much of a reason or a push. Not when he could feel her hand. See her. The way she’d been having Mackenzie away. Seeing her in pain as she’d been. It wasn’t an easy thing to stomach. Especially when he had it within his power to erase the problem.

He drank from his coffee and awaited an answer. His phone beeped once and he knew it to be email. He put his mug down so he needn’t let go of her hand. There was a brief rundown of publicly available information with a promise of a full background within the hour. The phone started ringing and he groaned. His father again. He shook his head and declined the call. “He does not give up. I swear.” He sent a text message which he knew his father would hate. He would not meet him for dinner as he already had plans. He put the phone down.

[anaglaringstare]

Her hand gripped around the warm mug but she didn’t drink just yet. Ana wasn’t exactly ready to do two things at once. “Drink. You look like you could use it.” It had to be him… who else would take the time to do this so intricately. The more she thought about it, the more she believed it was him. Her hand was taken, kissed, which led to Ana’s attention being drawn back. “Hey.. he’s not here. If you’re sure, this was him. That’s all I need to know. I will take care of it. He won’t bother you again. I will see to it. Just look at me and tell me it’s him.” Even if Connor was an absolute nightmare, Ana didn’t know how to go about it. Connor was deeply rooted in a lot of stress in her life.

It took two seconds for Sasha to become annoyed with his phone. He muttered about someone and assumed it was a sibling or father. Ana knew she never had the urge to pull the trigger. Her father. Connor. Anyone that had brought her down further than the ground could pull her. It was too much power. So many people wanted to end something that hurt her. No one could just leave it be. She spoke, deciding on the first thing she could. “No.” Ana pulled her hands away and put them behind her neck. She massaged her thumbs into the skin and leaned back. “No.. I-I can’t do anything. It’s… I did this. It’s my fault.” Ana shook her head. “Remember when I called you? You picked me up from that holding room.. well I deserved to be there. I hurt him. He hurt me. It’s… it’s what happens and I stepped out of line.” Ana hated how general she was being with the subject, but it showed it was an uncaring venture.

“We’ll need to leave it.” Ana exhaled. She needed to explain further. “Mac will be out tomorrow. I’ll tell her then. Promise you’ll leave it alone? No more money involved in this.” His phone was buzzing with a message again. “Just answer it. It’s more important than this.” Ana excused herself and walked into her room. Shoes, socks off, then her shirt. Ana grabbed a black tank top instead and a pair of shorts.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She declined his offer. Releasing his hand she explained who the guy was. Sasha started understanding what she was now feeling. Guilt. But she said something that made him frown. He didn't believe in stepping out of line. She wanted to leave it. He was thinking it over when his phone rang. She was dismissing it all with a wave of her hand. Dismissing him. It was a message and he looked at it. His father was unhappy. Seting the phone down, he rolled his eyes to the empty room as she'd gone to her bedroom. He picked up his cup and drank. His thoughts milling about what she'd told him. He remembered picking her up and the right state she'd been in then too. He finished his coffee and stood up. He walked over to the room and went inside. She was changing.

He admired her body even if it wasn't the time and place. He thought about it and smiled. They were in the bedroom. He began unbuttoning his shirt. "If you're undressing I am too." He took off his shirt and started undoing his pants. "Mackenzie will be out tomorrow. It means I will head back to.. wherever.." He wasn't planning on staying in England. It was stifling to him if he was by himself. She made it bearable. "I don't know that I want to promise to leave things alone.. I don't like how he makes you... react." He was standing there in boxer briefs. Sasha moved to her. He put his hands on her hips. "And the next time you say.. something is more important.. I will walk out very upset." He put his forehead against hers.

"Ana... you are important.. very important.. Mackenzie..she's very important. I don't like you saying you stepped out of line.. for anyone..that's.. I don't like it." His hands moved to her arms and he rubbed them up and down. "I won't ask.. not what happened with him.. if you want to tell me, I'd like to hear. But it is up to you." He kissed her temple, her cheek. "I won't do anything for now. But I am looking into him." He put a finger under her chin and lifted it so he could look in her eyes. "Do you have clippers?"

[anaglaringstare]

Decree @Sasha

Ana jumped at the buzzing sound for the door. Sasha was here and she was still sitting in shock. It buzzed again and Ana had to snap out of it. She wandered down the hall past the dogs and hit the button to let him in. Her throat was dry and her eyes red from nearly crying. Ana only then realized she needed to change. She slipped into a low cut tank top and running shorts, just in time for the knock at the door. Coby could care less, but Ruby followed Ana to the door. She paused as she reached for the handle. Ana had forgotten about everything that sat in the back of her mind. The test. Right before she left for those three days… then another and another. Her body grew hot and her skin rose in chills. You never did anything. You never looked at the test. She had spoken to Jayden earlier, but they hadn’t even mentioned it. They spoke about Sasha and how he could help. Ana promised Jayden she’d tell him the truth about her addiction.

The knock sounded again and she heard his voice. Ana shook her head and twisted the handle. There he was with all his glory. Head held high and a folder with whiskey tucked under his dressed arm. He stepped inside and Ruby took a step back. Before Ana could say anything to him, his hand was at her cheek and he was closer to her face. It was all in his nature. Ana would’ve normally begged for his attention at this point, but she was still shaken. She didn’t want to be this close. She barely wanted to be touched, but she let him. “I hope you’re not getting in trouble for being here.” Ana knew the stories of his family hating how he left any piece of business for the day. He had a duty and Ana seemed to be a bump in the road. “I-I can’t thank you enough.” She whispered and swallowed. Ana was suddenly feeling extremely naked. His touch was still enticing, even if she didn’t want it to be. Like a moth to a flame. Bad time to not wear a bra. She bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes. “The kitchen is down the hall. Let’s talk.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sasha was puzzled about the request for help for Mackenzie but it was Ana. He had been in London taking care of club business. He grabbed a shower after realizing he needed it and then dressed. His guards were surprised at his call as he hadn’t been scheduled for anything. He ended up taking only the driver and one guard in his car. It didn’t go over too well but he wasn’t going somewhere dangerous. Two other guards followed in a separate car without telling him. He played on his phone during the ride. His thoughts were all over the place but they kept going back to Ana. When he arrived, he insisted they stay with the vehicle. He was buzzed into the building and he went up to the apartment door. It took a bit for the door to open. Once it did, he saw her and smiled. He didn’t hesitate.

His hand was on her cheek and he was close to her. He didn’t notice the dog at first. She was talking and he smiled again. She was worried for him. He shook his head. “No.. today was my business.. all cared for.” He hadn’t done anything and she was thanking him. His thumb caressed her cheek. “I don’t need thanks.. not until I actually do something.. bringing whiskey and papers? Not really doing much.” She mentioned the kitchen as she closed her eyes and bit her lip. He took it as an invitation and leaned into kiss her. He could feel her shaking but it wasn’t exactly hunger. Whatever was happening it was troubling her. Another lingering kiss and he pulled back. “Let’s talk.” He was about to walk away and he looked down to see Ruby watching him. “Oh.. hello..” He smiled at her but didn’t move to pet her. He didn’t not like dogs but was wary of them. “A friend?”

[anaglaringstare]

She wasn’t surprised by his kiss. Ana should’ve expected it. He was a lover in every way. Even a romantic, especially outside of the bedroom. Ana was still confused as to why she felt any sort of attraction to him, sexual or otherwise. He kissed her again and she breathed him in. It wasn’t the same as Mac. She felt like she was betraying her. Yeah, she’s rotting away in prison. He pulled away before she could. They took a step and he noticed Ruby with her tail between her legs. “A kid. Ruby.” Ana corrected him with a troubling smile. “Adopted her a year ago. She’s nervous around new people.” She continued to walk and he followed with his head held high. Coby was on the couch by now. “That’s Kenzie’s stoner of a dog, Coby. Older, loves everyone.” Ana went into the cabinet and grabbed two glasses for them. She would’ve preferred the bottle.

Ana needed to get a few things straight with him. She debated on telling him about the test, but she knew she needed to tell him her side of the addiction story. She hopped up on the counter and reached for the bottle, filling her glass first, then letting him do the same. Ana didn’t hesitate on taking down half the glass. It stung, but she needed it. What if you’re pregnant? Wouldn’t you be hurting the baby? Doesn’t matter. I don’t want a kid. Ana gripped the glass tightly in her hands and kept her eyes on Sasha. He opened the folder and pressed his finger along the papers he had to read. “She was picking me up and… she got pulled over. Uhm, they took her in. Barely told her why… someone mentioned murder.” Ana’s throat wanted to close.

“She’s at the prison now. No bail. No nothing. I could barely visit her for ten minutes. I told her not to speak to anyone or say anything until we get the details of what she’s supposed to be charged with. So… I told her I’d contact you to get us some help. I… I figured your family had a good connection and I need her out of there, Sasha. She can’t be in there.” Even if the allegations are true. “She… doesn’t have a clean past. B-But she moved on from it. We settled and kept clear. I-I don’t know if it’s something from her past or a mistake. If it was a mistake, they probably wouldn’t have transferred her… right?” Ana put the glass to her lips again.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He smiled warmly when she said the pup was her kid. “Ruby.. pleasure to meet you Ruby.. pretty girl.” He didn’t make any motion still to pet her. If she was nervous around new people, then he wouldn’t push it. As they walked there was a second dog. “Stoner? Really?” Coby looked at him but then laid down. He was watching Ana’s movements. She grabbed glasses and then got on the counter. He couldn’t help but smile at her. He poured himself a glass after she had and then set it on the counter. He was looking through the folder. He’d grabbed it but really hadn’t even looked at the names. He didn’t often need to. Corporate business was handled by in-house counsel. But he had teams of lawyers on retainer for other purposes. She spoke and talked about murder. He stopped looking through the folder and closed it, set it aside. He picked up his glass and drank from it. One hand stroked his beard.

“Murder…” He nodded and whistled. She talked about her girlfriend being taken away without bail and realized that it was likely a big case for someone. He frowned. She was still talking, now bringing up Mackenzie’s past. He downed the rest of his glass and stepped closer to her. He took Ana’s hand. “Hey… I’m here.. I will help.” She had mentioned his family connection and was getting a picture of what she wanted. It wasn’t about having a lawyer. It was about pulling strings and getting her out of the problem. He brought her hand to his lips. He kissed her knuckles, saw the torn fingers. He didn’t choose to mention it. “If it was a mistake, they would not have transferred her. But she should have more information. I will get her a lawyer to work on that..” He watched as she drank some more. She was nervous. He could understand. Only his older brothers had ever had criminal charges against them and it was a little nervewracking the first time. After that first time, it didn’t matter.

“You need to relax.. no sense worrying.. you can’t do anything right now.. the lawyer will make calls.. he will get information. Then I will make a call and see if we can get her out other ways if necessary. But murder.. it isn’t something light.. And I know about her past.. who she worked for.. I don’t know what she may or may not have done..other than dealing but there are.. stories..” He shrugged. He took the bottle and poured himself a second glass, then topped hers off. “I will need the name of the place she is in. Her full name, that sort of thing.” He was already pulling out his phone.

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha was trying to keep Ana calm, but it was hard to not worry. Mac was in there all alone. Her worst fear being relived too. He agreed, there should’ve been more information. “You need to relax.. no sense worrying.. you can’t do anything right now.. the lawyer will make calls.. he will get information.” Ana took a deep breath and tried to nod. “Then I will make a call and see if we can get her out other ways if necessary. But murder.. it isn’t something light.. And I know about her past.. who she worked for.. I don’t know what she may or may not have done..other than dealing but there are.. stories..” I know the stories. The real stories. Sasha was pouring himself a second glass. Ana was reaching her hand out for him to fill up her half empty one again. “I will need the name of the place she is in. Her full name, that sort of thing.”

His phone was out and Ana started rattling off the information. “She’s at Eastwood Park. Her number is 16398HB.” Ana reached for her full glass and drank from it again. She hated how worried she was, even if she did everything possible it could still end with her serving time. “Birthday? You need that right. 18th of March, 1990. Mackenzie King. Uhm… current residence is here.” Ana wasn’t sure what else she could rattle off to him. “What else do you need to know?” Sasha was plugging all the information he could into his phone. He didn’t answer her question straight away. Maybe he had everything he needed to find who could help? Ana took another drink and nearly slammed the glass down when she felt her stomach quickly twist. It felt like a cramp. Stress does that. She shook her head when he looked up at her. “Almost dropped it.” Ana mumbled and ran her hand through her hair. Again, she found herself envious of his calm nature. Sure, Mackenzie wasn’t something to him but she still wished to disappear in that state of tranquility.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He typed as she spoke. He would send off the text and likely get a call within the hour. It wouldn’t mean she was out but at least they’d have information. Depending on what the actual charge was, what evidence there was and who the officers assigned were, he was confident he could pull on enough threads to get her out in a few days maximum. He couldn’t say that outright in case this was worse than either of them could imagine. If it was multiple bodies, then it could get messy. He took another sip from his glass and looked at Ana when she banged her glass on the counter. “Hmm..” He hit send and put his phone down. 

“There. I sent the information to one of the criminal lawyers I know.. Last name is Franklin.. he will call me with what he finds out.. maybe an hour or two.. then like I said.. I make a call or two with what he gives me and we push to get her released.” He moved so he was standing between her legs. He took her face in his hands. “It might take a couple of days.. to get her out legally.. if there is nothing to the charge… you understand?” He didn’t want to give her false hope but he also didn’t want her to think it would be immediate. “If.. and this is big if.. if there’s more than one charge of death.. I might have to bend the law to get her out. Means she might not be able to stick around Bristol.. or even England.. do you understand that too?” He didn’t know if Mackenzie had any family anywhere. He hadn’t a need to know such things. But if she had nowhere to go, he would get her the papers to travel out of the country. “But that I will leave up to you and her to decide.. if we find out worst case..” He kissed her forehead and hoped he could ease her worries. “What else can I do Ana?”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana could remember the lawyers name. It was all she needed to do until they got more information. Two hours. She could wait right? Just two hours, then two days. He stood between her legs and she stared at him. Him being this close in their home didn’t feel right. She didn’t stop him. “It might take a couple of days.. to get her out legally.. if there is nothing to the charge… you understand?” He was telling the truth. Sasha didn’t seem the type to lie, especially to Ana. “I understand.” The legal process was slow moving, even if someone was innocent. She would be lucky that Mac could get out this month if she was wrongfully charged. Then there was the other alternative. Mac being guilty, then Mac leaving the country. Ana turned her gaze down, losing herself in that thought. Where they could go, where they could be safe. Maybe Ontario… Montreal… Even somewhere warm. Morocco. “Worst case. Got it.” She said it was a slow breath. He kissed her forehead, but it didn’t feel like any weight would come off her shoulders.

He asked if there was anything else. The same cramping returned to her body. Everything she was keeping from him was bottling up and trying to come out. It was exhausting, like trying to control a demon possessing her. “Shut up.” Ana cupped his jaw and kissed his lips hungrily. Her nails pinned onto his beard. The adrenaline and panic sent blood rushing to her head. Even if Jayden’s voice was telling her it wasn’t a good idea. Fucking him wasn’t healthy. It wasn’t coping properly. It was punishment. You couldn’t save Kenzie from that place. You probably never will. Ana’s hands went to his belt and tore it from his waist. The loud buckle hit the tile and soon so did his pants. It was dizzying. Ana could open her eyes and see a whole new push between the two of them.

This was different than what they had done before. Ana wasn’t hungry for a lustful encounter. She simply wanted to be fucked hard. She wanted the worry to turn to pain. Ana could handle pain. Physical pain. Ana’s teeth gripped onto his bottom lip as she spread her hand across his chest and pushed him back. Her feet touched the ground and Ana’s back touched his chest. Sasha’s hands moved under her thin shirt and cupped her breasts. “Take off my pants and get on your knees.” She spoke through her teeth, boiling with anger.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She understood thankfully. He didn’t expect her to break down over what he said but there was always a possibility. When she kissed him like she did, he kissed her back. Her nails pulled at his beard and he pushed his tongue in her mouth. His hands gripped her hips. Her hands pulled off his belt. It was without a bit of precedent. Such movements. She felt almost manic in her approach. He understood the need for control. The need to feel like you had a say in what was happening. Sex she could control. His pants hit the ground and he let out a little laugh. At least until she bit his lip. She pushed him away and he almost tripped as his pants were around his ankles. Immediately they were back to front and his cock was more than half hard. His hands sought out her breasts and his mouth was on her neck. Sasha squeezed and pinched. He didn’t believe he needed to be gentle. Not when she was telling him what to do. He nipped at her neck as he let his hands worked their way to her pants. He yanked them down with ease. He took off his shirt and threw it behind him.

Getting on his knees was a little more trouble in that he needed to discard his own pants and boxers. He tossed them aside. It didn’t take a genius to know what she wanted if she stood while he kneeled. He forcefully turned her to face him and he buried his face between her legs. There was no foreplay, no warning. He licked and sucked at her. His hands gripping her ass so he could pull her as close to him as possible. He moaned as her taste and scent filled him, overtook him. The sense of urgency she’d displayed was calling out to him. He knew he wanted her the moment her name came up on his phone. He didn’t expect the call or the context of it. But he knew that by showing up he had a shot at touching her again. His tongue pressed against her clit. He moved one hand from her ass to between her legs. His finger started teasing her entrance.

Ana felt feverish. Whatever explosive and nervous energy she was feeling because of Mackenzie she was using here. He didn’t care why she was fucking him. Only that she was. He wanted to know where she’d been. If her girlfriend was meant to pick her up then they hadn’t been together. But he would ask later. Right now, he only had one thing on his mind.

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha’s hands gripped her thighs and turned her around. Ana’s ass hit the edge of the counter and her legs spread open for him. Her eyes closed tightly the minute his lips found her clit. She gasped and barred her teeth tightly shut. His moan set her off. His sharp tongue touched her heavily and caused her hands to grip the sides of the counter behind her. “Fuck…” She grunted and squeezed the granite harder. Ana never needed to tell him what to do. No issue of how hard or urgent. He could read it within her body. His hands squeezed her thighs and made it toward her ass. She felt his fingers digging into the fleshy muscle with no struggle. Sasha pressed his tongue against her clit. Flat, large, and wet. She grunted again and gasped. Ana looked down and felt her jaw go slack. She was panting now. His fingers found her slit, teasing and touching.

“Fuck… oh fuck…” She panted even harder the minute his fingers went from teasing to prodding. Ana’s biceps flexed and her fingers gripped onto the counter even harder. Yep, that’ll do it. The worry was gone from her thoughts. The miracle of rough sex kept her ignorant in the moment. Nothing else was to matter. Not that she was fucking someone else in her partner’s kitchen. Their kitchen. Her hand left the counter top and gripped the back of his hair. Ana pulled and forced him to look up at her. His fingers didn’t stop, which was exactly what she wanted. She looked down at him, panting and ready to sweat. Ana ran her fingers down his cheek and soon her thumb across his lips. She felt his tongue slide along it before he kissed and grinned.

“Make me cum.” She demanded it with fire in her eyes. Ana’s hand switched to the front of his neck. She squeezed and felt his pulse. “Then you can fuck me as hard as you want.” Ana left her grip from his neck and pushed his lips back against her clit. Her eyes shut immediately and her hands went back to the counter top. As hard as he wants? You know that’s not a good idea right? Ana could hear Jayden’s voice and she felt her hand move around the counter until she found her glass again. Ana drowned it as best as she could through her heavy breathing.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He could hear her swearing but it was muffled. The more he tasted, the hungrier he got. He sucked and licked at her clit. His finger pushed inside her, teasing. He pushed as far as he could. Another moan left his lips. Too soon he was being pulled away. Her fingers in his hair felt incredible. She was forceful. They looked at each other. He grinned up at her happily. He continued to push his finger in and out of her. No need to hurry. No one would walk in on them. He should have felt a little guilt at that thought but didn’t. She was touching him. He opened his mouth and kissed her thumb as she let it slip across it. She gave him a command and gripped his neck. His hard on went from mostly to full on with a groan. She then granted him a reward if he performed properly. He smiled as he was pushed back against her pussy.

His lips covered her instantly and his tongue went about its task. His eyes closed and he painted a picture of her with each of her breaths. His finger moved with determination and began curling and pressing into that soft apongy area he was utterly fond of. She was soaking his beard and it made him groan. His fingers dug into her ass even more. He wondered how hard he could go at her. Could he break her? Could he break his cock? There was a bit of laughter in the back of his throat but he held it in. His lips closed around her clit. She dripped down his finger and he took complete advantage, sliding a second one in. It was tight enough for him to need to go slow. He didn’t see her finish her glass but he wouldn’t have cared. In this moment, he was at her mercy. She wanted him to make her cum. Nothing else mattered.

His lips kissed up and down her. His teeth scraped along the coarse hair on her lips and he let out a long loud breath. His thumb slipped in between his lips and pressed against her clit as his other hand released her ass and made its way to her breasts. Sliding under the thin fabric. Eagerly groping and squeezing. The metal in her nipple against his palm. Another moan as he rubbed his thumb in circles. His fingers fucking her with a faster motion. He moved his thumb away and replaced it with his tongue once more. Flat, heavy. Circles. His eyes remained closed tight and he could feel a slight trembling in her body. Whether she was close or not, he didn’t know. He didn’t care. He could keep going for as long as she needed him to. While this wouldn’t solve her problems, it would help. He knew that.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana breathed harder between her teeth. She was fighting it. She was fighting the desperate urge to let go. Ana wanted to keep it at this. His tongue. His fingers. Two now. She groaned from the back of her throat. The whiskey helped numb her mouth. Ana kept her jaw so tight she could barely get anything but grunts out between her teeth. He kept pushing harder. Fucking her even more with his fingers and now his thumb. Sasha’s hand gripped and played with her chest. Ana looked down at him, keeping her eyes on his. He moaned. She grunted. His fingers moved even faster. Ana’s nipples hardened at the touch of his fingers against the metal. Then his tongue yet again. Ana dropped her head back and felt her knees almost buckle. A small wave was telling her it was time, but she fought it. If it were Mac, it would’ve been a different story. She knew the ins and outs of Ana like no one else. The pureness between the two wasn’t like Sasha and Ana. This took time and finesse.

She felt herself dripping down his hand and against his lips. She needed more, he wasn’t going to drive her over the edge so easily. Just five more minutes. Ana was sure she could make it that long if not more. He was pushing her even more. Ana could feel her clit growing more and more sensitive and her walls squeezing against his fingers. Two… Three. “Fuck…” She lifted her head back and gripped his hair again, this time keeping him closer to her mound. His beard tickled, but soon everything was feeling even more numb. Once his fingers hit the right spot, Ana gasped and looked down. His eyes shifted up, she could tell he was grinning. He did it again and her knees started to shake. Ana’s body was letting go. Just a few more… no, there it is. She moaned and let her head press back into the cabinet behind her. “I-I fuck… I’m cumming, I’m… cumming..” Her hands gripped onto the counter even harder as she finally felt herself release and succumb to pleasure.

He was still licking and touching. It felt fantastic, but soon she was feeling very numb from the waist down. Ana’s legs were shaking, struggling to keep herself up. His touches turned soft as she seeped into her dazed state. Again. No thoughts. No worry. No nothing. A blank mind, just like a pill.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sasha could feel her tensing even more. He knew Ana was close. He was learning her. Her body. When they were drunk or high, it was different. It was much more heightened. Every touch. Every nerve ending. Even when they were numb out of their minds, sex took on a different form. This was the second time they’d had sex sober. He could get used to this. Although he would have sex with her any way she wanted really. He continued what he was doing. His fingers and mouth a little more demanding. Her fingers were in his hair again. He almost groaned at the thought of being pulled away when he knew he was close to achieving his goal. But she didn’t pull him away. Instead she kept him tight against her. Another moan and a satisfying smile on his lips as theire eyes met. He was proud he was wanted like this.

She swore and said she was cumming. He continued to lick and finger her through her orgasm. It was a reward in itself knowing he could get her to this point. He slowed down as her walls stopped clamping on his fingers. He slowly withdrew them and put them in his mouth sucking them with a loud pop. He laughed as he kissed his way up her body as he rose. His hands trailed up her body. His lips found hers and he kissed her slowly, cupping her face. His cock poked against her. “I think..” He kissed her. “When you’re ready…” A wicked smile on his lips. He imagined turning her away from him and pounding into her against the counter.

His mind reminded him that her lover was in jail. He’d come here to help her. His fingers stroked her cheek. He kissed her again. Maybe this wasn’t what she’d intended when she called, but it was part of their connection. Sex. Hunger. Control. No matter what she said about not seeing him, there was something between them.

[anaglaringstare]

The rest was a daze. Ana couldn’t feel her body anymore than she should. Her thoughts and mind were vacant, just as she needed it to be. Sasha found his way close to Ana yet again. His lips touching her thighs and soon her lips when he stood. She could feel his member pressed against her thigh. Ana’s stomach clenched into her chest. “I think…” He kissed her lips and she sighed quietly as he spoke. “When you’re ready…” Ana could tell he was smiling, just by how he was kissing her. His beard was rough. His lips were soft. The juxtaposition kept Ana on her toes. She didn’t need much time, but the daze she was feeling aided with alcohol made her stand there and let him ravish her. Sasha’s lips touched her neck and his hands palmed her breasts yet again.

His cock was hard and it was the only thing she could feel on her lower half. Hell, it was more than hard if that was possible. She promised him something and she could easily take that away if she wanted to. Unfortunately, it was what she wanted. Some sort of pain. Any punishment he could give just so she couldn’t think about anything right at the moment. Ana wanted his hand across her face or ass. She wanted him to take her and make sure she could feel the pain for the next few days. Jayden’s voice sounded again, begging her to tell him the truth. He was an addiction. Pain was just as much as numbness. She pushed against his chest yet again, making his eyes turn to hers.

“What are you waiting for? Ich bin immer bereit, wolfbär.” She breathed against his lips and slid her hand to his neck again. His heart was beating heavily, just like hers. All of it was inappropriate. Ana should’ve been figuring out what to do for Mac, instead of dealing with it… she found herself in the same cycle. His eyes lit up and she was gripped by the hips. Ana felt herself being turned around and her hands sliding to the sides of the counter top.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

His mouth tasted hers. Her jaw, her neck. His hands moved under her shirt. His fingers digging into her skin. The salt on her skin, an unforgettable taste on his tongue. She was a singular event that has sauntered into his life on the hip of a particular being. He shouldn’t have latched on as he had but she had made him pause. He remembered watching her the first night. Talking to her. He remembered the second night as well. Almost having her on the couch at the club. He shivered when she pushed against him and almost dared him with her tone. He smiled and turned her around. “Bist du?” 

Sasha pulled the shirt off her and discarded it. Pushing her legs apart a bit he positioned himself against her. He didn’t really wait. She was wet still. It would be tight. He pushed in with a grunt and held her in place with a hand on her shoulder. He didn’t quite slam into her but he didn’t stop until he was all the way in. She had mentioned him having her as he wanted and he wouldn’t object to that. A breath, two of him being inside her then he withdrew almost completely and began thrusting. 

Whether he lasted a while or not, it didn’t matter. He had been given the ok to take her as rough as he chose. There was a sense of possession. He slid an arm under her, his hand coming to rest on her breast. He was not gentle. His fingers gripped more than groped. “Mein.” He growled in her ear, over and over with each thrust. He knew her hips were hitting the counter, she would bruise and ache. He kissed and bit at her neck. His balls already tensing. 

[anaglaringstare]

She regretted not having another mouthful of whiskey. It would’ve helped just a bit more. Ana’s eyes shut tightly and she tried to focus on the heaviness of his hand on her shoulder. Her body stretched and stung. No matter how many times they had done this, it was always painful. Ana couldn’t adjust unless they did this consistently. She took in a sharp, shaken breath before he pounded into her. Ana felt her hips slam against the counter. She grunted with each push into her body. It was what she wanted. Pain centered around her entrance, even if she was wet from before. Sasha’s hand slipped under her body and squeezed heavily against her breast. Her teeth clenched tightly and she felt the metal throbbing against her nipple.

Ana listened to his words with a growl. He was like an animal, taking pride in his catch and not letting go. Ana let it happen. She let him take all control, simply because she asked him to. A temporary fix to her need to do something worse instead. His teeth touched her neck and she grunted with him. Ana felt hot tears sliding down her cheeks. This was definitely a lot more painful than she expected. The whiskey wasn’t doing any part to help. More likely due to her tolerance not being extremely low anymore. No drugs and damn sober, Ana felt like she was being ripped in half. “Das ist… alles was… du hast…?” She spoke in broken breaths. He thrust even harder. Squeezed heavier. Sucked more on her neck with his teeth.

The air was barely making it into her lungs now. He made sure to oblige. Ana knew he was only holding back a little. There was more to him that could be unleashed. Sasha was a force that she knew shouldn’t be messed with. Not like this. “Komm schon.” She forced the words out with little air. She was starting to feel more pain on her hips than anything else.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He could hear her breaths. Thought he’d glanced tears falling but he didn’t stop. He’d told her before not to offer something she wasn’t ready for. Small doubts in his mind were trying to trickle in. Reminders that he was her only male. That her cunt wasn’t likely used to this when home. The doubts were soon silenced with her own words. She was almost daring him, challenging. He went at her harder, rougher. He didn’t allow for small nibbles at her skin. He wasn’t breaking through it yet but he was biting and sucking, leaving marks. 

He didn’t know what she was angling for. Again, another challenge. He wasn’t anywhere near drunk and certainly not high. But he wasn’t blind to lust and hunger. The challenge sparked a deeper need in him. He pulled out and turned her to face him. He lifted her up and hooked her legs around his waist as he entered her again. He was grunting as he kissed her. One arm around her waist, another moving along her body. He squeezed her breasts and tugged on the bars. His teeth capturing her lip. He stopped mid thrust and walked them over to the wall. He didn’t quite slam her back against it but he knew the force would shock her senses. 

His hand moved to her neck and he took hold. His eyes staring at hers. “Ich mag es, wenn du deine Beine für mich öffnest. Du gehörst zu mir.” Whether it was true or not, it made little difference. For the time being, she was his. He could clearly see tears falling. He kissed and bit at her jaw as he started fucking her again. Withdrawing and moving around bought him a bit more time. The angle they were at now was allowing for more force in his hips. The hand on her throat tightened a bit more. His eyes were dark and starved for her reactions. “Sag mir, wie es weh tut.”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana was face to face with him now. She let him maneuver her like a puppet. Now her legs were around his waist and he was fucking her harder. Ana could feel the wind nearly knocked out of her with each thrust now. They kissed, but she couldn’t for long. The need for air surpassed the need to kiss. She could feel his hands everywhere. Her chest. Her ass. Her hips. The bars. Ana whimpered behind her clenched jaw. Her mind felt like thick mud. She felt him moving them and her back soon against the wall. Her eyes opened and her skin felt cold. Ana briefly saw Ruby retreat into the bathroom. Coby lifted his head and kept his eyes on them. Ana looked away and found Sasha’s. His hand gripping against her neck. “Ich mag es, wenn du deine Beine für mich öffnest. Du gehörst zu mir.” Less air. Ana could hear herself wheezing.

Her natural reaction to panic set in. Ana’s fingers curled into her palms before they reached to his wrists. Ana gripped. She feared. It wasn’t what she wanted, but she was panicked. He was fucking her again and her body pressed more into the wall. “Sag mir, wie es weh tut.” Tears streamed down her face and she closed her eyes. Keep them open. It’s not him. It’s Sasha. Look at him. More wheezing. Ana felt paralyzed and couldn’t get a word out. She coughed instead. No words could come out. All she needed to say was one word. Her eyes finally opened, fear and surprise hit her features.

See. It’s Sasha. Ana was still reacting in panic instead. “Let go.” She struggled and gripped on his wrist even more. “Sasha.” She spoke his name with a struggle. His hand still against her windpipe. Ana hadn’t given him a safe word. She told him to do whatever he wanted. See, this is what you deserve. No, not it’s not. Her mind and Jayden’s words fought against each other. This was what pushed you to that depression before, wasn’t it? Her words yet again.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She grabbed his wrist and closed her eyes. The tears were truly falling now. He wanted to taste them. To drink her in in every respect. He could feel her entire body tight. She wasn’t exactly enjoying it and he could tell. Sasha wasn’t letting up. There was something awake in him because of her previous challenge.

It wasn’t until she asked for him to let go that he understood how frightened she looked. A few more thrusts. Her breathing labored against his hand. Ana spoke his name. It didn’t register completely and he kept going. Something clicked in his brain and he released her throat but didn’t stop fucking her.

His eyes were on hers. He placed his hands flat on the wall on either side of her. His body and the wall were holding her up as he kept going.

[anaglaringstare]

She took in a large breath once his hand released her throat. Sasha wasn’t stopping. Ana didn’t expect him to. She should’ve known better. Ana knew how he was with control and the minute his hand went around her neck was the moment she froze. Ana kept her eyes open this time. Focusing on him and feeling his body pressed against hers. Ana could see every muscle flex. Her body was being possessed and she wasn’t going to stop him now. If she couldn’t handle it anymore, she’d have to make him stop. Her eyes stayed on his, which seemed to be the right place to keep them until her thoughts of Mac started to fill her head. She knew this was wrong, yet she kept doing it. Over and over.

You’ll have to be honest with Mackenzie. Completely honest. His shoulders turned even more muscular under her fingers as she gripped onto him. Ana felt sweat lining her brow. It was only just the beginning. Sasha usually lasted a long while, even while they weren’t sober. He always got the most out of this, probably due to the fact that they didn’t do this often. Quality over quantity. Sometimes both in one day. Ana gripped the back of his hair and made his lips touch hers. She heard him growl as their tongues slid along each others. Ana knew what he needed to reach his climax. More pain on his end. Definitely a hand around his neck or a tight squeeze of his balls. She could’ve laughed. They were one in the same. Ana usually needed a rough bite against he neck, lip, or even thigh to get her to that point.

Her hand gripped onto his neck. She could reach about that far, nothing close to his legs at the moment. Ana pushed his head back and a string of spit lined between them from a kiss. “This?” She squeezed tighter and watched his pupils dilate.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana was looking directly into his eyes again. She was no longer closing her eyes or shifting them around the room. He wanted her thoughts but it wasn’t something he would even ask right now. He was focused on their bodies. How they fit. If he looked past the fear, the ache, there was more on her mind. But he still didn’t ask. Every curve of her face. Every blemish. The drip of sweat that had taken the place of tears. Such a piece of art. He felt her pull his face to hers. Their lips and tongues connected, danced. The act of pulling him in was enough to push the animal in him even further. He disconnected thoughts and let his desire take over. He made a noise and was certain it wasn’t all human.

Sasha could feel his hips hitting hers. He wondered if he could break his own body against hers. Her hand went around his neck and he dropped his mouth open. It wasn’t shock but it wasn’t not. They were moving well into the feral stage. At least for him. She asked. He took a slightly struggled breath and nodded. He wanted to feel her fingers cutting off the oxygen to his lungs. She wouldn’t be strong enough to make him feel lightheaded. Not like this. But it would do. He needed a belt around his neck. To feel her tighten it. Feel her command him that way as he remained in control of their bodies. He pumped harder and tried to push against her hand with his neck muscles. Anything to add pressure.

There was a part of him that wondered how far he could push her. Would she attack him? Would she merely take everything from him? He wanted her at her worst. At her most basic. “Hit me… Fight me.” He groaned it and hoped she understood. 

[anaglaringstare]

It took a small nod for her to start squeezing even harder. Ana could feel his pulse grow rapid against her fingertips. He moved even closer. Their bodies nearly stuck together as he continued to fuck her rabid. Her hand started to shake. She had reached her maximum energy for choking him. Especially with the need to keep herself afloat. Ana’s nails scratched along his skin, the pulsating flesh kept pounding against her fingers. It became a struggle between the two. A fight to keep themselves sane. Sasha knew that deep down, Ana wanted to be raw at this level. Ana would argue it was better than drugs. Jayden would say it was exactly the same. “Hit me… Fight me.” She wanted to attack him. Ana felt like a rabid dog trapped inside a cage. She couldn’t be against the wall any more. She struggled for a moment once her hand released his neck. Sasha leaned closer and put his lips on her body. Lips. Neck. Chest. Shoulder. She could feel her teeth grinding.

Ana listened to her heart beat heavily in her ears. It took a second. Her hand hit him across the face and her body pushed him forward. Sasha was off her before she lurched at him and brought the large man to the ground. Adrenaline kicked in, full force. She straddled him, not taking his cock inside her again. He’d need to fight for that right again. Stop it, Ana. Look at yourself. The loud noise caused Coby to jump from the couch and start barking from the corner. Ruby did the same from the bathroom. She felt powerful. Knowing she could take him down and pin him just like that. Sure, he didn’t expect it but Ana knew that was her advantage. Her hand slipped between them bypassing his member and finding his balls. Ana squeezed them tightly in her hand.

Her eyes bled fire as she looked down at him. Ana’s other hand slid up to his throat with no mercy. Her chest heaved, grabbing as much air as she could. He’ll hit you back. You know he will. Ana you need to stop. “Shut up.” She growled under her breath to herself.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana was pressing against his throat more. Her nails taking in bits of his skin. She let go of his neck and he pressed forward. He tasted her body as he kept fucking her. He wanted her hand back on his throat. If she wasn’t going to fight him, then he wanted, needed that pressure. He was fucking her and then he wasn’t. It took him a moment to realize she’d struck him. He stumbled back. He didn’t even have time to raise his hands before he was laid out on the ground. SHe got on top of him and he almost laughed. His face stung but his heart was racing. She didn’t put himself in her. He felt her hand and almost moaned until she grabbed his testicles. He groaned in pain first. He could finally hear the dogs barking at them. The self preservation part in him wondered if they would attack him. The grip on his balls brought him back to the more pressing danger.

Her eyes were dark. There was so much anger there. He smiled, grimaced as she squeezed him again. Sasha wanted her like this. He wanted to see the core of her being. He knew her intellect was vast as was her sexual apetite. But there was always an under current that she hadn’t completely tapped into. Not with him. He didn’t know if she had allowed it with anyone. Her other hand grabbed him by the throat. His smile was a cross between sheer desire and wickedness. She told him to shut up but he hadn’t spoken. He let out a small laugh which she choked off. He raised his hand and almost took her by the neck again but stopped inches away. “Ist das alles was du hast?” He was repeating her words. Taunting her while she held his balls was probably not the smartest thing but he wanted everything she coud dish out.

There was no moment he felt threatened even if she had the upper hand. He knew how to defend himself well. But he has asked her to hit him, to fight him. He dared her with his eyes and brought his hand to her face. A small slap to see how she’d react.

[anaglaringstare]

She felt like an overflowing pot of boiling water. Everything was bubbling up to the surface, mostly anger. Not directly at Sasha, but everything else. She was still thinking of his hand on her throat. Him fucking her and herself defenseless. Ana hated that feeling. It brought back too many memories she had tried to swallow down for so long. Her breathing grew louder as she stared down at him with dilated pupils. She growled again when his hand went for her neck. Sasha stopped and stated Ana’s words from earlier. Her hand wanted to crush him. She saw his eyes narrow before he slapped her in the face. Ana felt her head turn but not too much. Her cheek barely stung. He had hit her harder than that in the past. Coby was barking even more now.

Ana wanted to hold it back, she really did. Jayden’s voice was screaming at her to stop. Ana’s voice was telling her this was good therapy. All she could picture was William’s face. Ana could feel her teeth wanting to crack in half. He lifted his hand again and she grabbed his wrist, twisting it and pinning it to the ground. Yes, he was stronger than her, but she felt too much power to make him think so. He said to hit him? So what are you waiting for? Hit him. Without a second thought and pushed all her weight on his throat with one hand and struck him with the other. No more slaps. Ana used a closed fist and didn’t stop. She yelled. Loud enough to make the dogs stop barking.

She hit him again and leaned closer against his throat. Ana could feel his heart struggling to get blood to his brain. She wanted to tear into his flesh and rip out everything with her teeth. Ana had never been this angry with someone. Not even Mackenzie. Not even while intoxicated. More than blind rage. Ana wasn’t sure she could stop unless he made her.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He could hear louder barking and expected a running beast tearing into his flesh. When that didn’t happen he raised his hand only to find it pinned to the ground. He could feel her vibrating. The absolute rage was coming off her in waves. His balls were free so he took a breath but found it closed off as Ana put her weight on the hand on his neck. He was left without oxygen and yet could feel his cock dripping. The shattering pain that followed wasn’t expected. He didn’t protect himself against it. She was no longer pinning his hand. He could feel every finger wrapped around his neck and the other hand was striking him. It didn’t sting. Not this. It was dull thuds in his ears as she lifted her fist again and again.

Because she was only using one hand to strike him, his face was on fire on that one side. He could feel his eye starting to swell a bit. He would need ice. Felt his lip split open, tasted the copper. He tried swallowing but she was making it difficult. He was becoming lightheaded. Not enough to shove her off yet in terms of self preservation. He could see the power in her body. She was hitting him and screaming. The dogs stopped barking. He would have laughed if he could have. The animals were seeing her as a fierce beast. An Alpha. He felt his cheek split open and even more pressure on his neck. His eyes closed and he considered letting her take his consciousness. Something in him reminded him that she wasn’t in control. That while she was in power, there was no dialing it back. His eyes opened and he finally raised a hand to block any further strikes temporarily.

He used his body to pivot and push her off. It wasn’t easy. She didn’t want to stop. Her hand still gripped his throat and he knew he would lose some skin. In truth, he didn’t want her to stop but she needed to come at him a different way if he was going to stay awake. He pushed up harder with his body and managed to turn his body under her so she was now straddling his side instead of him laying flat. He’d managed to turn to the side where she hadn’t struck his face. He was spitting out a bit of blood. It made her hold on his throat awkward and he felt the skin ripping with her nails. 

[anaglaringstare]

The louder Ana yelled, the quieter Jayden’s voice got. Each hit to his face was out of pure hatred and anger. For the ones that had taken advantage of her and pushed her so far down she felt like nothing. Her last hit was blocked by his hand. Ana hadn’t snapped out of it. She was pushed, half pinned. Her hand still gripped onto his throat to almost hang on. Ana’s snort jagged nails scraped the surface of his skin. They were side by side. Ana’s ears ringing and hands wanting to still attack and fight back. He said it. He said he wanted to fight. This was her fight. He was spitting, little specks of blood hitting the floor and her arm. Ana didn’t feel a thing. No worry or regret. Not even a bit of sorrow for what she was doing to him. She could still feel his cock, rock hard against her leg. Sasha was a different kind of beast.

Ana let go of his throat and pulled his face toward her. She kissed him. Ana could taste the copper from his lip and sucked it clean. She couldn’t speak. Ana felt like she had lost all ability to speak. She managed a grunt or moan, perhaps a growl at times but this was feral. Ana kissed him again. Their tongues protruding each others mouths and his body slowly covering hers. They weren’t done yet. Whatever this display was, it wasn’t over. The dogs had retreated into the bedroom while the two scuffled and rolled on the floor in sweat and drips of blood. They hit the wall on their sides and continued to move. Her teeth grazed his bearded jaw then shoulder. His lips paraded down her body and met her lips again.

She was pinned, her hands under his above her head. Ana stared up at him with dark eyes still in tact. His face showed a bit of swelling, his lip still cracked with blood and his cheek too. Ana breathed like a bull ready to charge. The small pause in the air didn’t bring her any clarity. Ana opened her legs and wrapped her legs around his waist.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She was still fighting him. Side by side, she pushed and struggled to hurt him. He didn’t think about the deeper psychology of it even if he was aware it existed. He didn’t need to know. He wanted to feel. He would be bruised and scratched. He didn’t speak, couldn’t. That would have required processe his brain couldn’t reach. She let go of his throat and instead pulled his face to hers. The kiss was pure gasoline on whatever fire was burning within them. He kissed back knowing he was bleeding all over her face. His hands released hers and groped at her body as they rolled. It was a dance of dominance. Who would top whom? How far was each willing to go? He could feel them to slide as the sweat covered them. Their bodies a blood specked canvas. He kissed and scraped his teeth on her skin until he finally had her under him. Her hands above her head, not without effort.

He held her wrists with one hand as she wrapped her legs, pinning him against her body. His free hand maneuvering his cock and pushing it roughly into her. The look on his face was a mix of power, lust. He was painted in red as his lip and cheek bled and dripped. She moved under him, trying to unseat his position. He pulled his hips and drove them into her. Both his hands on her wrists for a moment. He wanted to see her eyes. Telling her, showing her he wasn’t afraid of anything and everything she had to offer. Ana could go to the darkest place and he was willing to crawl and scrape his way into her. He pumped his hips with what might seem anger. But in sincerity it was pure need. Need to fill her with himself. His mouth dipped to hers, kissing her and pulling back before she could bite.

He kissed and bit at her jaw. He wanted to leave marks. Deep marks but he couldn’t bring himself to mark her face. Instead he moved his mouth to her neck, her shoulder, her breasts. He kissed, sucked and finally bit down on one of her breasts causing her to buck under him, a low growl leaving his mouth. He didn’t break the skin but left deep imprints on her pale flesh. He left her wrists under the grip of one hand as he used his free hand to draw on her skin with the blood trails he’d left behind. He slapped at her breasts while fucking her slow and hard. Sasha was drunk on the look in her eyes.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana grunted in a painful manner. His quick thrust caught her off guard, but she knew it would happen. Ana moved, trying to gain her hands back. He looked at her, right in the eyes. Ana breathed with him, seeing in his eyes he wasn’t scared of her. She swallowed and her throat felt dry. His thrusts were harder now. Ana felt her body jolt under him. Her chest rose and fell until he kissed her lips. Sasha pulled away before her teeth could sink into his bottom lip. His kisses were rough, same with his bites. Ana closed her eyes and endured the pain, making it into a pleasured experience. No. She wouldn’t cum again at this rate, but it didn’t matter to her. Ana wanted to kiss him again. She was hungry and wanted to bite. Instead, he found his way to her body. Ana could feel her skin pull under his lips and his teeth graze with abandon.

“Argh!” She grunted and gripped her hands together when he bit onto her chest. Ana could feel the skin throbbing under his teeth and the wetness of his spit. She growled back and felt a sharp slap against her breast. He was moving at a different pace now. Each thrust jerked Ana’s body under him. He stared at her, she stared back. Ana’s hands loosened under his grip. Sasha was feeling more pleasure. Ana could see it in his features. He was long lasting with endurance and it did take more than the run of the mill sexual encounter to get him off. Ana knew that now. She had slapped, squeezed, bit, punched, and then some. He was still going. Ana was still going. She didn’t think twice as to how she gained the energy. It was depleting, slowly but surely.

Ana pulled her hands from under his. One gripped his ass and the other pinched his chin and brought him close. Their foreheads touched. Sweat sticking to the both of them. Ana let him breathe close to her cheek and drank in Sasha’s movements. Her hand slid and held the back of his neck. Ana could taste the salt on his cheek. He thrust harder. Ana whimpered. Her body was starting to gain it’s feeling back. “Du bist nicht allein.” She whispered against his cheek and found his lips to kiss them.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He no longer cared if she got loose. He was ready to bear the brunt of more strikes against him. His body was alive and full. Vocalizing the feeling in a not so distant future was likely but he was robbed of speech. He she looked to him, at him. He was not frenzied. He was waiting for her hit. He couldn’t imagine she had spent her anger. Again, he had taken her without mercy. While she hadn’t said no, she hadn’t taken him when she straddled him. Her hands came out from under him. He didn’t flinch, merely kept thrusting as he flattened his hands on the floor. Ana didn’t hit him. She pulled him close. He breathed and thrust. It was all he could do right now. Her hands, her mouth. She whimpered and he swallowed his moan, incapable of letting it out. The words against his cheek made his body shiver. They struck a chord so deep she wouldn’t realize what she’d done. Flashes of pain littered his mind in a tornado of memories. Their kiss was life in that second. He dropped to his elbows and sped up his thrusts with slightly renewed vigor. The urgency to explode was back. He muttered in Russian. A gasp as his body tightened. He wanted to scream, to let out his own emotion.

Sasha kissed her back deeply. The taste of her mouth. The softness of her lips. Ana didn’t realize what power she had over people, may never realize it. Such was her being. She had cracked open the walls that held her in and he would be even hungrier for more after this. One more thrust and he held himself inside as he came. A few more shuddering pumps and he collapsed on top of her. His breathing labored. His skin was a mess between scratches and bruises to come and the reddish hue of complete fullfillment. He slipped out of her and rolled off. He was gasping for air as he lay on his back. The pain barely registering. It was more of a hazy color in the distance. He knew he would need something for it later and smiled lazily. He reached out and found her hand. His fingers locked into hers and he closed his eyes. His body was starting to ache.

“Wir haben ein Durcheinander gemacht.” He let out a small laugh. He didn’t get his answer about breaking his body against hers but they were certainly bruised. The floor was less than comfortable but he needed time before moving. Instead he counted his breaths until his heart had slowed enough. “Ich mag es, wenn du mich schlägst.” He turned on his side slowly and reached out to touch her face. “Du bist auch nicht allein. Lass mich jedes mal..Ich werde immer noch meine Hand aushalten. I need ice now.”

[anaglaringstare]

His body was heavy and so was hers. Ana let him lay on top of her while they struggled to breathe. He nearly collapsed on the floor right beside her. Ana couldn’t feel anything beside a sharp throbbing on her chest. She felt like he had ripped a chunk of flesh right off of her. Ana’s eyes closed and slowly her legs shook as they buckled and touched the floor. She was sure this had been the farthest she had been pushed. Her stomach cramped again. Her lower half was on fire and throbbing next. Ana’s body was coming back to life and she didn’t want it to. His hand touched hers and she gripped as best as she could. Her body felt like it would stick and sink into the wooden floor. “Wir haben ein Durcheinander gemacht.” Ana didn’t want to look. Not at him or herself. Not at the floor either.

“Ich mag es, wenn du mich schlägst.” Ana felt his hand under her chin and she turned her face toward him. His thumb touched her bottom lip and she continued to breathe slowly. “Du bist auch nicht allein. Lass mich jedes mal..Ich werde immer noch meine Hand aushalten. I need ice now.” She felt her lungs start to collapse with the words. Ana didn’t know what to say back. Instead she pointed to the kitchen, “I-In the freezer.” Her eyes were heavy but her body was heavier. Ana knew Sasha had gotten to his feet but she stayed still. Her eyes shifted to the bedroom. Ana scared the dogs into the corner of the place. Her mind was dizzy but the urge to get to the bathroom was now a need. Ana rolled and nearly lost her balance getting to her feet. She dragged her sweat and blood stained hand against the wall to keep her steady.

She closed the door before she dropped to her knees and vomited in the toilet. Ana only did once. That was all she needed to settle her stomach. She grabbed mouthwash while sitting on the cold floor and drank it. Not bothering spitting it out. She touched between her legs and felt how sore she was. Even a bit of blood stayed on her fingertips when she pulled away. Wash yourself. Ana flipped the water on and climbed in, sitting at the bottom of the tub. The water was freezing cold at first, but it felt lovely. Sasha would join. He always did. She wouldn’t mind it, Ana just didn’t want to see the damage.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana pointed to the freezer and he nodded. It took a couple of minutes but he managed to stand. His body hurt in both good and bad ways. He saw his hand had blood on it and rinsed it off in the kitchen sink before grabbing a handful of ice and applying it directly to his face. He swore. His eye wouldn’t swell shut but it was uncomfortable. He opened the faucet and drank from the tap. The ice melted against his cheek. It dripped down into his beard and he knew he was a mess. His mind started working and he looked to where he’d left Ana. She was gone and he heard a door farther into the apartment. He’d find her in a minute. He drank some more water and contemplated the whiskey. He wanted something else though. His phone beeped at him.

Sasha grabbed it and looked at the messages he’d missed during their encounter. The lawyer had come through with some information but there were inconsistencies. He listed Mackenzie as being held without being seen by a magistrate and without the proper paperwork in her booking. While it wasn’t unheard of that paperwork got delayed or misfiled if a person in question was looking good or had attitude problems, he had never heard of her situation. There were no case files anywhere referring to her or a murder. He’d put in an inquiry as to whom the interviewing officers were and no one had an answer. The desk sergeant had pulled the computer records and it was listed on the computer as her being wanted for murder, a be on the lookout issued with a warning she was possibly armed and then a notice of transfer beneath it once the officers had logged in her arrest. It happened during a shift change so no one noticed the oddness of it all. He was sure he could get everything kicked but he would need to put in an appearance or two. It would be the day after tomorrow at the earliest she would be set free. And that was barring any paperwork showing up before then explaining everything. He sent back a message to do what was needed and set off to find Ana.

He saw the closed door and opened it without knocking. He also didn’t bother to shut it after he saw it was the bathroom and she was in the tub. “Hi.” He managed to say and motioned if he could climb in. “Lawyer texted.. probably day after tomorrow he can get her out.. he said there were odd things in the computer file but nothing on paper.” He climbed in behind her and hissed as the water touched his body. “You need a pool.”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana’s eyes slowly opened when he showed in the bathroom. Just as she expected. Maybe she could read him better than anyone else. She licked her dry lips and barely nodded to allow him in the tub with her. He spoke about the lawyer as if nothing had happened. He was so calm yet again. Ana stared at him with her head against the tile. “You need a pool.” Sasha was back to himself. Ana was still feeling herself throbbing. “I’m an addict.” She spoke in a raspy voice and drifted her eyes toward him. Ana could now see the damage. His cheek, eye, and lip. Ana couldn’t remember how many times she hit him. He liked it, she didn’t understand why. She was seeing someone else entirely when her hand came in contact with him. “I used to take pills… a lot of pills.” Ana could feel her body wanting to purge again. She held back.

She sighed quietly and closed her eyes again. “I started to snort them. Hide them… I’ve almost died. I’ve almost lost everything multiple times.” Ana rubbed her neck and felt the soreness spread along her body. “I’ve been to treatment a few times… then I met you.” She felt a chill rise up her spine. Ana didn’t want to point blame, not at all. She could barely get the story straight in her head. Ana had been struggling for over a year now. “I never told you. I don’t know why I never told you. I don’t tell anyone anything. Not even Kenzie.” Ana took more labored breaths. She knew she pushed herself too far.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She was looking at him a little funny. He expected her to ask more about the lawyer but instead started a different conversation. He wasn’t entirely surprised at her admission. It would explain a lot. She touched him and he could see regret. Thankfully she closed her eyes when she continued talking. He looked at her then. He could see the bite mark on her breast red and accusatory. He let his eyes roam her body slowly. The tension and the exhaustion leaving marks on her skin all their own. He listened without saying a word, without so much as touching her. She needed to say it all. Needed to get it out and have him hear her. She’d wanted the drugs. She’d said yes. It had been her choice. Had he not had them so handy she might not have touched the stuff after treatment but as she mentioned, Ana had met him.

Sasha didn’t feel regret or sorry for her. Becoming an addict was luck of the draw was his thought. He could walk away from drugs. He didn’t because he enjoyed what they did for him, but he could find similar highs in other things. There would always be things in a person’s life that would push them to extremes but choices were made. When she admitted she never told everything to anyone, he really grasped her anger. At least he thought he did. No one could hold that much inside them without having something give. He reached out to her and pulled her to him. It wasn’t sexual. He wouldn’t offer her drugs. He wouldn’t aid in that. He knew if she wanted them, he would provide them. He believed that people had to make their own choices. “You can’t keep things in… it doesn’t help.. not you.. not those around you..” He ran a hand through her hair. “Do you wish me to leave?”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana opened her eyes and saw his hand being offered. He didn’t look to start anything again. She took it and moved closer to him. Ana made a promise to Jayden. She made a promise to Mac as well. She had told him and nothing came of it. Maybe it didn’t matter at all. “You can’t keep things in… it doesn’t help.. not you.. not those around you..” She had been told over and over again the same advice. Tell people. Tell them. It’ll help. Ana wasn’t so sure that was true. His hand went through her hair and she breathed in to fill her lungs. She needed that breath of fresh air. “Do you wish me to leave?” Ana shook her head. No. Him leaving wasn’t going to make what she said any easier. Or what they did.

The last time she left his house she spiraled. Ana knew she couldn’t be alone, but was Sasha the best person to be with? Her mind said no. Not after the way they attacked each other like that. She looked at him with sorrow in her eyes. Ana knew that Sasha didn’t mind pain. She didn’t either, until Mac found it to be awful. She remembered trying to tell her it was almost like therapy. She couldn’t explain it. No one seemed to think it was good, so why should she think so? “I need someone to stay here.” Ana spoke quietly and felt her body hating her with every damn movement. Her stomach had cramped up even more. The stress was back. What about the test? Are you going to tell him about that too? No.

“Why do you come back? Why do you bother helping me?” Ana breathed in and put her head on the tile again. “I deserve to be alone. I do. I hurt a lot of people. I’m hurting Mackenzie right now… she’s in fucking prison and I’m here with you.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana didn’t wish him to leave and he nodded. He wouldn’t have been ecstatic about it but he would have understood. People needed different things at different times. She said she needed someone to stay. He got the meaning behind it. If she could handle being alone, he would be gone. It wasn’t that she wanted him. He should feel hurt but he couldn’t muster it. He was sincerely tired and she’d told him he wasn’t alone. The water felt good. His mind wondered if that was how Mackenzie and her met. Had she dealt to her? Had she gotten her hooked and then clean? He thought it was an intriguing pairing at the very least. More so given this information. He touched absently at his cheek to see if the bleeding had stopped. It was tender but he’d obviously had worse.

She asked him questions he hadn’t planned on answering. Not that he couldn’t. He stroked his beard and realized he still had blood in it. He wished they were under the shower spray. “I like you. There’s no mystery there Ana.. I’ve told you I like you.” He wasn’t really thinking of how it was a bother her calling. She didn’t ask for much. Once for her, once for Mackenzie that he could recall. Her next words gave him an ache somewhere deeper than he liked. He was truly seeing how lonely she was. This was part of the fear he could see in her eyes. What their time together might be. He wasn’t opposed to being an escape. As long as he knew, it wouldn’t make him feel bad. “You do not deserve to be alone.” He said it firmly. He wasn’t upset but he wanted her to hear him. “Mackenzie is in prison.. yes. Can you change that? Not right now.” He touched her again. “You are here with me.. because you need someone.. someone who won’t ask too many things..” He wanted to choose his words. “I fit the bill… I have power.. and money.. and connections.. family connections..it makes sense to call.”

He shook his head. “I’m going to keep coming back.. you are not a bad person.. you have not hurt me.. and Mackenzie.. she loves you.. easy to see.. You? You don’t love you. And that is hard to see.” He moved closer still and wrapped his arms around her even if she struggled against it.

[anaglaringstare]

There were two different sides to Sasha that Ana had seen and experienced. From one extreme to this calming nature. Ana didn’t understand how he could handle all the at once. She couldn’t even keep her head up now. “You do not deserve to be alone.” He was right, she couldn’t change the situation. Mackenzie was stuck, but Ana wanted to be there. Sasha’s hands found her skin. “You are here with me.. because you need someone.. someone who won’t ask too many things..” She felt awful about it already. “I fit the bill… I have power.. and money.. and connections.. family connections..it makes sense to call.” There was another push to her gut. She was using him. Ana knew she was, but it wasn’t right. None of it was right. She was wheeling him in and tying Sasha down for no reason at all.

“I’m going to keep coming back.. you are not a bad person.. you have not hurt me.. and Mackenzie.. she loves you.. easy to see.. You? You don’t love you. And that is hard to see.” His arms wrapped around her and Ana tensed up at the feeling. It was the most truthful thing she had ever heard. She didn’t love herself. Ana never had loved herself, not once. She was too young when things were happy at the time. She stopped tensing up and let herself ease into his embrace. Ana didn’t know what to say. She had questions, but things that even Jayden hadn’t answered yet. Her therapist had to have the same thoughts, just never said it out loud. “It’s hard.” Ana managed to get her voice to cooperate. “How do you love yourself? How can you stop believing everything people have told you all your life when it keeps getting proven right over and over…”

Ana wiped her hand along her face. Her body was hurting even more now. This was definitely the hardest she had gone against anyone. She wanted to apologize to him, but Ana knew he wouldn’t accept it. Sasha was just that way. “I’ve been killing myself with drugs… opened up wounds that wont heal. No matter how clean I get, there’s something else.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She seemed to be easing into his arms and he was good with that. He had seen broken people in his life. They took all shapes and sizes. His sister came to mind. She was beyond hope. Ana wasn’t. He had seen hey eyes, her character. She had rough edges, sharp ones but for the most part she wasn’t without heart. She had passion inside her. It was clouded in anger and fear at times but it existed. Others he knew were empty save for the anger and hate. He touched her face and tried his best to soothe her. She asked about loving herself. “Hmm.. it can have it’s bumps.. getting there..” He had some bleaks moments when younger. He had been fortunate to have lived and he was aware of that. Sometimes he lived for others but he did love himself. “I don’t believe anyone when they talk about me.. I think that is part of it.. When I was young.. my dad was not kind not that he’s kind now. But after the thing..” He touched one of his scars. “He would have this look in his eyes.. he hated me.. for not protecting my sister. I think he even said it but I could have been dreaming or drugged.. I was in the hospital.” He ran a hand through her hair.

“If it was real.. he cursed me for not giving my life for hers. I was bandaged and hurt and he only cared about her. I was a boy and should be able to take it.” He shrugged. “It took time.. therapy.. pushes from my mother.. I got better. I was intelligent and offered something he needed. He still would beat me, or have me beaten, without remorse if I went against him.. but his thoughts.. they aren’t mine. I have my own thoughts.. know who I am. I do bad things. I’m not perfect but I know I do them, choose it, accept it and forgive myself eventually. And when I can’t, I go to church.” He laughed. “God listens and doesn’t say much.” He kissed her temple. She was talking about drugs, pain. He nodded. “I don’t think people know you.. you let people paint the picture of you and take it for your reflection. You need to not. Paint your own picture of you. As for.. killing yourself.. don’t.” He took a deeper breath.

“There will always be something Ana.. drugs, alcohol.. sex.. it’s a salve. All of it. Sometimes it stings all the same. You need to know.. when to move past it.. to do something else… I’m not an addict. Never have been. But I understand wanting to run away. Using something to move my brain to different place. Wounds may never heal.. accept that and it gets a little less.. hard. It’s like scars.” He ran his hands up and down her arms. “They sometimes itch like crazy.. some times I don’t remember they’re there. But no matter what.. I touch them and know, feel what made them.. the smell.. it isn’t something I will forget.. just live with.”

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha told his story. Ana was familiar with pieces of it, not the entire thing. His words only proved that Ana wasn’t as strong as he was. He didn’t believe the negative words. Ana did. She still did. “I don’t think people know you.. you let people paint the picture of you and take it for your reflection. You need to not. Paint your own picture of you. As for.. killing yourself.. don’t.” Ana kept her head against his shoulder. He was right. It did sting all the time, but she didn’t have a solution. “I’m not an addict. Never have been. But I understand wanting to run away. Using something to move my brain to different place. Wounds may never heal.. accept that and it gets a little less.. hard. It’s like scars.” She felt his hands sliding up and down her arms. It was supposed to be soothing, but Ana felt her skin crawling. “They sometimes itch like crazy.. some times I don’t remember they’re there. But no matter what.. I touch them and know, feel what made them.. the smell.. it isn’t something I will forget.. just live with.”

Just live with it? Ana would’ve rather forgotten everything she had learned. She didn’t want to talk about it anymore. What more could she say? Ana didn’t need anymore pep talks. She needed to lie down and think. Maybe not think. Maybe she’d need a drink. “I need to lie down.” She mentioned and looked at him over her shoulder. Sasha helped her to her feet and Ana grabbed two towels. They barely washed off, mostly rinsed but it was better than nothing. “You should put more ice on your cheek.” Ana said tiredly and wrapped the towel around herself and made her way to the bedroom. She curled up on her side and stared at the empty pillow next to her. Ana waited, but wasn’t sure if Sasha would join in. It wasn’t his space… he would probably bunk up on the couch. “Sasha?” Ana spoke up and listened for footsteps.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He helped her out of the tub and she said she needed to lie down. He nodded and let her go. He wouldn’t leave her alone. He walked into the living room in the towel. The one dog was on a pet bed and looking at him funny. He hoped it wouldn’t attack. Ana had called him a stoner dog and he hoped it was really true. He hadn’t met many stoners who attacked. He made his way into the kitchen and grabbed another piece of ice. He cursed as he put it on his cheek. His mind drifted to Ana. Everything she’d shared and everything she hadn’t. The ice was melting against his cheek and thought about tending to it. He made it back to the living room and eyed the couch. He could likely sleep there. There were books on shelves he could read if he couldn’t sleep. He heard his name and found his way to her.

He walked into the darkened bedroom and could barely make her out in a huge bed. “Are you ok? Do you need something?” He walked over to the bed and sat beside her. A hand on her shoulder. “I’m not going anywhere.. I thought.. I would stay on the couch.. but I am here.. for whatever you need.. until Mackenzie gets out.” He hadn’t meant to say the last part but it was true. He’d likely get a hotel room if she didn’t want him around but he wouldn’t leave the city in case she needed him. He knew it wasn’t his place or responsibility. And had it been anyone else but here, he likely would not have cared. But Ana pulled at him. And whether she wanted to admit it or not, he meant something to her. Maybe it was purely physical but it didn’t matter. He was making a choice and to him that was enough. “What can I get you? Name it.”

[anaglaringstare]

“No, no I don’t need anything. I..” She went quiet when Sasha sat on the bed and put his hand on her shoulder. “I’m not going anywhere.. I thought.. I would stay on the couch.. but I am here.. for whatever you need.. until Mackenzie gets out.” It felt like he was able to read her mind. She stayed quiet, feeling his hand on her shoulder still. Ana closed her eyes until he spoke again. “What can I get you? Name it.” She shook her head and sat up with the towel still wrapped around herself. Her body throbbed when she moved even slightly. “Nothing. I don’t need.. I just want you to be here. Literally here, not the couch.” Ana fell silent again. She didn’t know if it was a good idea or bad, but she needed to have someone close. Jayden would suggest someone else entirely. A friend. Ana didn’t have too many of them. Nichols wouldn’t understand any of it. He barely knew who Ana was necessarily.

“I don’t want to say you fit the criteria. You aren’t a check in a box. You’re… I don’t know.” Ana had been trying to figure out what he was since the day she woke up next to him. “I don’t know what you are Sasha, but you’re something. Some sort of thing to me. I’ve told you things that took me fucking forever to admit to myself. I’ve let you touch me… kiss me…” She shook her head. Ana slid herself under the covers and dropped the towel to the ground. The pillow smelled like Mackenzie. “I don’t get it Sasha. I don’t.” She looked at him and reached her hand out to touch his cheek. He winced when she grazed the swollen part. She was still sorry she hit him. “I’ve… been a cunt to every man I’ve ever met. I hate most of them. I had all doubts about you… I thought you were a bad person before I knew you.” Ana took a deep breath and buried her face in the pillow.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She didn’t need anything. He thought about sitting there until she fell asleep but she spoke. He was a little surprised that she wanted him in their bed. He had no qualms about it. He smiled. “I can stay here.. not on the couch.” She surprised him again by continuing to speak. He would be lying if he didn’t admit that it felt good for her to say it wasn’t about checking off boxes. He chuckled when Ana said he was a thing to her. The sentiment after that was heartfelt. He could tell. She took off the towel and slid under the blankets. He took off his and slid in next to her. Her voice was a mix of fear, sadness. Exhaustion. She touched his cheek and it stung. He couldn’t help making a sound. She was being truly honest with him.

Sasha touched her. “Being a cunt to every man is probably not the way I would go but.. a lot of them likely deserved it.” He was trying to set her at ease. The way she spoke. He had slipped past her defenses and she couldn’t understand. He wasn’t sure he understood but he also wasn’t looking to understand. Not really. Not any more. She had given him a lot of truths tonight. He was glad to be of help. To be of comfort. “I don’t blame you for having doubts about me.. my company.. the company I keep.. isn’t the nicest..” He touched and played with her hair. He could smell her on the bed and the other woman. It wasn’t a bad smell. Their scents combined was familiar to him. He didn’t know if Ana realized she usually smelled of Mackenzie. Her clothes. It was like a permanent reminder of their life together. “I’m not always a good person.. I know this. I am not perfect.” He leaned in and kissed her shoulder. “How about I am.. whatever you need..” He wondered is she could be ok with that. He really hoped she would be. 

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha joined in the bed. Ana felt impounding guilt with him there, but the need to feel safe overpowered that. She could wash the sheets from his smell. “Being a cunt to every man is probably not the way I would go but.. a lot of them likely deserved it.” She stared at him while he touched her arm. He was understanding without even trying to be. Sasha sounded like an old soul. Someone that had lived through everything. Wars. Torture. She put her hand over his to touch his fingers. They soon played with her hair. Ana was actually starting to feel more comfortable and relaxed. She had forgotten how easily it could come when someone touched her hair. “I’m not always a good person.. I know this. I am not perfect.” Ana felt his lips on her shoulder. She breathed in quietly and sighed under her breath. “How about I am.. whatever you need..”

“I need a friend.” Ana admitted. Her fingers touched the side of his neck. “A friend that has no label. If I call you a friend, you have liberty to ask me for help or favors. I don’t want to…” She shook her head, “I don’t want to take advantage of you.” Not anymore. “I owe you for what you’re doing for Mackenzie. I’ll need to tell her what happened. All of it.” Ana felt her stomach turning. Definitely a lot more than usual. She moved her hands from Sasha and ran them along her own stomach. Ana took a deep breath and put her head against his. “I’ve never had a real friend. This isn’t even the same as a friendship… you don’t see your friends naked and fuck them like… that.” You don’t even fuck strangers like that. “It’s a twisted fuck, isn’t it?”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana wanted a friend. His smile reached his eyes. Took over them really. She touched his neck as she spoke and it added a level of intimacy more than their nakedness did. No labels. He could do that. He didn’t need to confine what they were or weren’t to one thing. Ana spoke about favors, help and taking advantage. He shook his head. “You don’t owe me.” What he was doing wasn’t a big deal. It was a few calls and maybe money. Money didn’t matter to him. His heart lurched a little at the lack of friends. He could unfortunately see that. Almost complete isolation. He did laugh when she talked about seeing each other naked. “It’s not a twisted fuck… I have seen other friends naked.. not a big deal that.” He touched her hair once more. “I’ve many different friends… party friends, business friends.. trust? It doesn’t come for them. My guards, my driver…” He smiled. “My housekeeper in Amsterdam… maybe my brothers sometimes.. you.. you are as unexpected to me as I am to you.”

[anaglaringstare]

Even if he said it, Ana felt like she did owe him. If she didn’t, then it wouldn’t be even anymore. She didn’t want him to bend over backwards for her. Just like she didn’t want Mac to do the same. Ana could easily get into the habit of treating people like shit if she didn’t view them as someone she could also help along the way. “It’s not a twisted fuck… I have seen other friends naked.. not a big deal that.” Ana chewed the inside of her lip. He touched her hair and she started to relax yet again. Ana needed more of this or medication would be the only answer. Something she really didn’t want to put herself through. But maybe you need it? She took a slow, deep breath in as he spoke. “I’ve many different friends… party friends, business friends.. trust? It doesn’t come for them. My guards, my driver… My housekeeper in Amsterdam… maybe my brothers sometimes.. you.. you are as unexpected to me as I am to you.”

So it wasn’t just her thinking the same way. Ana could feel her heart speed up at the thought. Two people in such a large world an even larger universe… He still played with her hair. Ana could smell Mac in the sheets and feel his heavier hands near her neck. It didn’t sit right in her brain. Not that it was wrong feeling, but just not right. She managed to swear under her breath before Ana’s lips touched his again. Ana couldn’t deny the sexual tension between them. It was real. As real as Mac and her. She kissed him slowly, not to put any pressure on them or create a fuss. Ana wanted to be slow, just like her body felt. No matter how bruised and battered her body felt, she wanted to be closer to him. No rough fight for control, just an intimate feeling. Ana remembered their first interaction like this. Slow and full of feeling. He looked at her like she had opened the skies up for him. Ana parted their lips and stayed close to him. His body was warm. His lips soft. “Can we do this?” She spoke quietly and put her head against his. Ana’s hands touched his shoulders and lightly ran down his arms. She could feel scars raised and tough skin, but it didn’t make her pull away.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana kissed him. It was gentle. Almost tender. His heart was promising to break through his ribs. He breathed the kiss in. He didn’t know how they ended up here but he wasn’t shying away. He kissed her back. He let her lead. She broke their kiss but didn’t pull back. He could feel her breathing in and out. He felt the rest of his body reacting to the closeness. Their heads together, she asked a question. He almost laughed and asked what but he didn’t. He understood the question carried a lot of weight.

He kissed her cheek as he felt her hands exploring his shoulders, his arms. He could feel her fingertips stumble on the scars. He’d had enough people comment, ask about them. He rarely gave a completely straight answer. Sometimes he joked. Other times he ignored it all. Did Ana know she was one of the few to get all of him? He swallowed. “We can do anything you want…” He said it quietly not wanting to sound like he was smitten. He smiled knowing he’d probably lost that battle.

Sasha slowly kissed her again. His hand cupped her face. He felt her lips. Soft. The ache in his face fell away. Where her body touched his, he felt lighter, freer. He didn’t know if she could feel what he felt. He wondered, hoped. He let his fingers trace her cheekbones, her jaw. His lips carefully kissing hers like they were made of paper.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana chose to ignore his comment. Infatuated or not, she couldn’t stop herself from touching him in this way. He enjoyed it last time. Ana wanted to tap into that side of him, just like he wanted her to explore her boundaries. She felt his fingertips touch her jawline and skim around her neck. She could feel his breathe her in as if she were vapor. Ana did the same. Side to side, their bodies started to intertwine. Ana’s legs found his along with her hands. She felt his chest. He touched her cheek as if she would break. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of touch. Ana was thankful the room was dark or she’d be looking straight into his eyes. This was about something else. This was the therapy she had been looking for. Becoming absolutely vulnerable and letting someone in.

“Keep your eyes closed, okay?” Ana spoke through a light sigh. Her hands slid through his short hair and massaged his scalp with her fingertips. Ana could feel his whole body melting at the touch. They barely kissed. Their lips grazed each others as they breathed in sync. Ana could hear the beach. She felt the waves taking her away to float above water. Ana dragged her fingers down the back of his neck, applying enough pressure to make his head tilt back. The power of touch was a strange thing, but there was more to it. His scent, a natural sweetness that she couldn’t ignore. His lips, which tasted like a hint whiskey. The sound of their bodies shifting between the sheets sounded like a calm beach.

Ana laced her fingers with his hand before bringing it between her legs. She wanted to have him follow. Touch together and be completely in sync. Her forehead touched his and they took a deeper breath at once. She could still feel the soreness of her hips along with her entrance, but it wasn’t stopping her. Their lips skimmed each other’s again. “You’re okay.” She whispered without an explanation. None was needed. Their bodies shifted even closer. Ana could feel his excitement, not from just his hardened member but his pulse. She felt it through his kiss.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She asked that he keep his eyes shut and he barely nodded. Such a small request. How she touched him left him breathless a moment. Soothing. Caring. Her fingers in his hair. It wasn’t rushed or forceful. She wasn’t pulling him away or pulling him into her. Not exactly. His body was drawn to hers be sheer want. But it wasn’t like earlier when the need outweighed all else. When the need to disappear into the act was almost as important as the act itself. This was pure luxury. Being lulled into her embrace. Not that he ever needed a reason, or to be convinced. Their lips were less than kissing, more like glancing. He found his fingers in hers and he felt safe. 

Their hands between her legs. Their heads together. Their breath. It was a heady feeling to be this close to her. They had done this before. Not quite like this but close. This felt different, better. A light touch of lips. He let go of her fingers and his hand pressed against her lips. The coarse hair soft against his palm. She whispered about him being okay and he continued on. They moved closer as his fingers parted her lips and began rubbing her clit in slow circles. Their mouths together once more and he could barely contain his shudder. He could feel her getting wetter but he didn’t want to rush. Not now. 

He kissed at her lips. The corners of her mouth. Her chin, Her jaw. It was short soft kisses. Brush strokes light on the canvas. He groaned a bit at feeling her pulse against his fingers. He moved them in circles, up and down. More pressure here, less there. He wanted Ana completely at ease, relaxed like he felt. The only tension in his body was between his own legs. He removed his hand from her center and placed her hand on his cock. His fingers went back to their earlier spot and continued on, softly. He didn’t speak. He didn’t need to. What came between them would be natural. Unforced. 

[anaglaringstare]

He had followed along as she had asked. Ana needed this comfort of touch and experience. Sasha seemed to be enjoying this just as much as she was. It only took a little more time for Ana to become less and less tense. Her body started to relax and her shoulders drop onto the bed. His fingers took over where Ana’s were. She enjoyed the experience one second at a time. He was soft. Even his kisses were less than full. Ana could feel his warm breath along her chin and neck. She extended her head back and let him roam without worry. Her body ruptured in chills when he pressed a little more on her clit. Ana couldn’t believe how fast her body had started to react. She was completely vulnerable in his arms. Ana still felt herself struggling to keep those walls down for him. A small slip of fear could happen at any time. The wrong thought. The wrong touch. The wrong memory.

Ana felt his hand find hers and position it elsewhere. She should’ve assumed it was what he wanted. Feeling new at this shouldn’t have been a thought. She felt his pulse. The soft skin against her fingertips and palm. It was a lot different than a toy would ever be. A living piece of someone. Like holding hands but definitely more arousing. Ana wasn’t attracted to what was between his legs, but if he pleasured her, she would do the same for him. It was only fair. She indulged in a kiss. Ana imagined Mackenzie, it happened often when they kissed until she felt his beard or realized where she was. Of course she missed her. She had only a moment to wish it was her, before Sasha was back before her. Ana wanted to try something new with him. She wanted that every time, but she couldn’t bring herself to put her mouth on his cock. Unless he asked. It didn’t feel right for her. 

Instead, she rolled them over and slid over his body. Ana could feel his body hair, soft and full around her skin. She kept her hand between his legs to keep touching him. Ana let her full body weight lay over him. Her hand slid up his chest and touched his jaw. They grazed foreheads and lips. Ana could feel her heart speeding up. He kept touching her like it was second nature. When was the last time he made love to someone? She wanted to ask. Ana pulled back, causing him to sit up with her. She straddled his lap, their hands close to each other but still touching willingly. Ana slid her two fingers between her lips and lathered the digits with her tongue. Her eyes half opened and looked right at him. She touched his cock again, gaining a new slickness over him. Ana put her forehead against his and slowly moved over his member. It hurt all over again. Ana’d body was pinging pain in all areas. She breathed out, keeping her whimpered noises to herself. 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Her hand was gripping him as gently as he was touching her. This was sensual. Cathartic. His breath was a bit shallow not because he was close to any sort of climax but simply because she was really touching him. He was glad they were on a bed and nowhere they could fall. He wasn’t one to not be up to a challenge but what he was experiencing right now wouldn’t make for a very steady partner. She moved them. He was on his back, trying to keep his eyes shut as she wanted. It was becoming difficult. He wanted to see her, capture her, like this. He wanted to be able to paint Ana. He imagined short strokes full of earth tones with dark blues at the outset. A light brush scraping against the canvas almost silently. 

His fingers touched, massaged her. He could move his other hand freely too, no longer being on his side. He reached out to her lower back, moving up her spine. All the way to her shoulders. He didn’t open his eyes, not yet. He could feel the tattoo on her back. He’d looked at it enough. He didn’t need to see it to remember the ink against her skin. Taking a moment away from her clit, he caressed her lips. The warmth between them, the swell of them. She sat up and he followed no wanting to sever the connection of skin. His eyes opened then. Ana was looking at him. Her fingers in her mouth. Then on him again, now wet. He let out a moan. It took little time before she adjusted and inserted him inside her. 

Sasha tried holding back but the position made it impossible. Between gravity, her weight and her choice, his entire length pushed in. She didn’t say anything but he could see it on her face. She had to be tender. He’d gone at her fairly hard. His hands moved to her face. He touched her cheek. He kissed her. Part of him wanted to say something, anything, in any language but he didn’t want to break the spell between them. Why he thought it fragile he wasn’t sure but he imagined it breaking apart with a simple noise. His mouth stayed on hers as his hands moved to her hips. He held her in place. Until she pushed for him to move he could sit like this and feel her. 

[anaglaringstare]

The effortless touch between them was alluring. Ana could only focus on breathing. She breathed through the pain, knowing it would go away eventually. She breathed through his touch, knowing that he would keep this act soft and comfortable. They didn’t speak. The two didn’t need to. Ana wanted to listen to their breathing more than anything else. His hands touched her hips and Ana moaned softly against his mouth. They stayed, not moving for a small moment. Ana felt his kiss and breath. She didn’t want to break the silence. Ana began to move, only slightly. The two weren’t looking to fuck. Whatever this was… it felt like a stage of love but Ana knew it wasn’t. Sensuality perhaps. She felt her heart begin to pound against her chest. His lips touched her collarbones, causing her pulse to rise even more.

Ana could feel his small movements inside her. His member touching her walls ever so slightly. He filled her entirely in this position. Ana felt her breathing shutter and her eyes unable to open. That was better. She didn’t need to see. Ana wanted to feel instead. Her hands touched his chest. Feeling his skin prickle under her fingers. Ana kissed him this time, tilting them back slightly until Sasha evened them out again. She let her tongue slide along his before letting them stay a simple hairline away. Ana could taste him still. She could feel his movements with the small push of his hips into hers. 

She wanted to speak, but no words would suffice. He was helping her feel comfortable. Not alone. Nothing but here with him. Safe. She searched for his hands and found them still at her hips. Ana laced them with hers and slid them up her body to her chest. He was still soft with his touch, no matter how much need showed in his features. Ana slid her head next to his, side by side so her breath would direct toward his ear. “Feel me.” She managed to speak in a breathy tone. “Feel everything.” Intimacy was more than what they normally had. The two were ferocious animals that ripped limb from limb. 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He waited, looking at her. Feeling her. He was working a slightly cold sweat from sheer emotion. He felt exposed and not. Powerful and yet peaceful. It wasn’t his usual calm. That much he was incredibly aware. There was a subcurrent of energy below their skin. They moved a bit, Ana guiding. He moved his mouth to her neck and lower. He tasted the salt already on her skin. His hips rocked and his member pushed at her in the smallest of ways. He couldn’t penetrate her further, or harder in this position. He wasn’t aching for that. He watched as she closed her eyes and he lingered with his open a moment longer. The hues of her skin changing with her desire. When she touched his chest he forced himself to close his eyes. Left with one less sense, everything else moved up in intensity.

Sasha wanted to as Ana what she felt. Not only inside but literally. How the scars felt to her, what she imagined as her fingers read him like braille. Instead her lips took his. She pushed them back but he didn’t want that and kept his balance. God how her mouth tasted. His mind was there and everywhere. He could see himself barely dressed in front of an easel. Colors splattered everywhere. His fingers covered in the paint. She would sit in front of him, a light shawl over her shoulders and down her body. Nothing to keep him out. Not his eyes. Not his mind. With paint on his hands, he was open to her. Her hands were on his then. Dragging them up. Her breasts were against his palms and he held his breath. The hardened nipples still soft in comparison to the metal. Metal that held the temperature of her body now. Her face next to his. Her voice in his ear, in his head.

A slight nod of his head. He allowed himself to touch. The weight of her breasts against his palms. He pushed against them, letting the natural physiology push back. No groping. No pinching. It was about sensation. Connection. His hips moved again, finding a rhythm. It wouldn’t likely bring either of them to orgasm but it didn’t matter. What was taking his focus was how he felt inside her. How her walls welcomed him. How her breasts let him feel her pulse as his mouth caressed her neck. He could have drifted into dreams like this. Not asleep, but not awake. He felt feverish. A shiver up his own spine as his tongue drew on her skin. His thumbs rotating against her nipples. A loud groan from deep inside.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana felt her entire body lunge without moving. Her stomach rose up to her chest as he touched her and caressed her face with his. His palms were against her breasts and she felt her nerves burn. Ana felt it all, just as she planned. Sasha seemed to be dipping into the right area as well. He didn’t overwhelm Ana, which was to be expected. Sasha could be one force or another. Ana was happy with the results. He kept his eyes on her though, which she didn’t want. Ana would prefer him to feel into the moment as much as he could. She should’ve blindfolded him. There was still a chance. Ana felt her jaw drop open when he moved again. His mouth touched her neck and she breathed him in. Her hands gripped onto the back of his neck and shoulders to keep herself steady. He was groaning as well. His nose slid up her neck and she felt another rush of adrenaline that she didn’t act on.

Her lips went back to his ear. She kissed the side of his head and held him close. You’re not alone. You’re not alone. She wanted to tell him, but the words weren’t escaping her tired lips. Ana felt his muscles react and flex, trying to keep all their movements slow and coordinated. She kissed his lips again, only allowing him to taste her tongue for just a second. Their foreheads touched. Ana made sure his eyes were closed. Her hands slid to the back of his head. her fingers slid through his short hair and massaged his skull. “You get me.” Ana breathed out and shivered. “Du bist nicht allein.” She spoke against his cheek and dragged her fingers down the back of his neck. 

Ana’s hands needed to find more of him. His scars on the sides of his arms and shoulders. She let her fingers dance over them as if she were painting them. Scars were beautiful to her. They told stories, just like tattoos did. The slower they moved, the more she could feel him inside her. Ana rotated her hips in a short circle to help him along. He could feel her too that same way. Her hands found his chest and she kissed his neck. Ana could feel his own hand along her shoulder blades, keeping her in place. “Kannst du es spüren? Du lebst.” She pressed her hands along his body, skimming his ribs in the process. 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana held on to him. Her hands such strength in then, such power. He wondered if she knew what she harnessed, what she possessed. Their bodies were tight against each other as could be with his hands on her breasts. Skin on skin. Fire on fire. How could he not want this? How could he ever not say yes to anything she had in mind? He could see colors so bright they were blinding. He tasted her mouth but thought he’d imagined it as it was too brief. He moved his hips, wanting more of her. More of everything. The soothing touch to his scalp could have been sleep inducing if not for the moment they were in. There was care, such care. His heart continued to swell like sails in a windstorm on the ocean. He could have laughed, cried, screamed. But all sound within him was being absorbed by the act, by their energy.

She wasn’t silent. Her voice traveled to the core of him. Such simple statements acknowledging his existence. Did she realize how alone he’d felt most of his life? He could be surrounded by a sea of people, all laughing. He could laugh with them and inside he would burn alone knowing they were all fleeting connections to be disposed of after the last bottle was drunk or the last deal closed. Could she read him that easily? How many others had there been? He could feel cold heat where her fingers touched now. Ana continued to feel him, seeking out every blemish it seemed. She moved and gripped him as her own hips moved against his. There was a gasp from him. He finally gave up touching her breasts and wrapped one hand around her waist and another was on her back. He needed that closeness, that balance.

She spoke again. He couldn’t tell if her voice actually sang in his ear of if it came through her fingers, her skin. He buried his face in the crook of her neck and took in her scent as he kissed there. As he hid from what he was feeling. He wasn’t usually the one to be overwhelmed. To be overpowered. Images filled his mind at her words. She was telling him he was alive. He swallowed. He couldn’t recall anyone else telling him that. Not when he woke in a hospital, not when he succeeded. He pushed himself in life for himself. But here she was saying what he’d needed to hear. “Ja.” He managed to say but it was almost a sob that escaped his lips. “Du lebst mit mir.” He whispered it to not betray everything he felt.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana felt his beard touch her neck. His lips soon touched there instead. She swallowed and felt her heart pounding even more. Her hips swiveled more. Ana heard his voice, or something like his voice. It was almost a gasp or cry. She held him tighter and listened closely. “Du lebst mit mir.” It was her call to find his lips. Ana slid her fingers across his jaw and tipped his head back. She breathed him in yet again. Ana brushed her nose along his and touched his lips with her thumb. “Atme mit mir.” She whispered and moved up and down on his lap. She could feel the slickness of his sock. Ana let their foreheads touch while she moved with him once more. His hands found her hips naturally and guided Ana along. They could talk as much as needed, but it wouldn’t be until after this was over. 

She felt his hips slowly meet hers half way. Short, slow thrusts that kept them from being apart from too long. They had grown into a heavier set movement now compared to before. They breathed, it was all they needed to do as they synced together. Ana finally kissed his lips and felt his tongue slide along the bottom of hers. She moaned quietly and ran her hands along his shoulders. His hands slid up Ana’s back. Sasha touched Ana’s shoulders and palmed her breasts as he did before. He didn’t push them over the intimate edge. Ana could keep in this moment for as long as they needed.

The urge to reach a climax wasn’t of her worries. If she tried hard enough, Ana could reach it if Sasha provided the right stimulation. Sasha wasn’t greedy. If he knew his time would come, he would make sure Ana was happily satisfied as well. “Berühre mich.” Ana whispered against his lips. She didn’t want to be specific. Sasha could figure it out. “Ich glaube ich brauche dich.” Ana pressed her lips on Sasha’s neck. “Es tut mir Leid. Ich kann dich nicht gehen lassen.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

They kissed. Ana held on to him as they moved even more now. He could feel the sweat on his body. Their combined temperature rising exponentially. He moved with her and tried to do as she asked. He breathed in when she did and out when she did. It was meditative. Intimate. He knew some breathing techniques were paired with tantric sex but this wasn’t that. They were connecting deeper than before. Their heads together, breathing together. Hips moving with each other, complimenting the other. He used his hands to help her move but more so he could touch, feel. They were still going slowly for their usual but the thrusts were a little more forceful than before. He knew he could last a while longer but with what he was feeling he knew he would orgasm. He didn’t think Ana could. Not from only penetration. They continued kissing. She moved her hands and he moved his. Her moan caused a light whimper from him. He moved enough to be able to touch her breasts. He squeezed gently.

The air in the room was heavy with their energy. She spoke against their lips. He kissed her and nodded. One hand stayed on her breast and the other moved down. He moved it slowly, touching her stomach, feeling the muscle there. Her skin so smooth, unlike his. He reached between them, a slight adjustment and he could touch her clit. Wet, throbbing. He pressed against it slowly, adding pressure. “Ich glaube ich brauche dich. Es tut mir Leid. Ich kann dich nicht gehen lassen.” He felt more than he should have in those words. He knew she might not mean it the way he wished, ached for. But he would take it. There was no need for labels. He’d been honest when he said it. “Ich bin was auch immer du brauchst.”

His fingers started moving in circles against her clit. Keeping pressure there as he continued to move his hips. Sasha wanted her. And quite possibly needed her. “Entschuldige dich nicht. Ich will nicht, dass du mich gehen läßt.” His fingers slid against the throbbing between her legs. His mouth found her neck and he kissed. Small bites. Nothing hard. He wanted her to reach her climax through their connection, the emotion. They had opened up to each other and it wasn’t something he wanted to lose. “Ich will dich. Ich brauche dich auch.”

[anaglaringstare]

He was touching her as she asked. Ana wasn’t ready for it. Her body grew warm fast and her stomach flipped over and over. The pounding of her heart reached her ears. Ana tried to take it slower, one breath at a time. Sasha was speaking again. Responding to her words and confessions. She felt vulnerable. Ana always hid behind different languages to speak her mind, but it started to all sound the same. Her ears were ringing and her mouth dry. Sasha kissed her neck. His tongue and teeth found inches of her skin without any heavy pressure. “Ich will dich. Ich brauche dich auch.” Ana breathed in, feeling her lungs shake in the process.

The two rocked back and forth like a boat. Ana couldn’t gather her thoughts any longer. All her focus slid from her mind to his fingers. Mac knew her sweet spots. Sasha was learning very quickly. The more Ana tried to hold everything down, the more intense her breathing grew. His free hand splayed across her back. Ana could feel him tracing her tattoo across her blade. He knew where it was. He knew how it looked. Ana imagined him pressing a paint brush against her skin and drawing it out even larger right across the center of her back. Her stomach flipped. His fingers pressed right where she needed them.

She grabbed his wrist and stopped them from moving any further. Ana could feel her eyes watering. Holding it all in wasn’t helping. “I don’t want to.” She breathed against his cheek and slowly shook her head. “Not if you can’t. Please.” Her teeth chattered and Ana tilted her head back to keep her watery eyes at bay. Her body felt as if it were at the edge of a cliff. The anxiety, the fear. She felt it all like she were looking down at a far drop. “Not if you won’t.” Ana leaned her head against his. Her wet cheek touched his. Ana’s chest rose and fell heavily with the anticipation of his fingers moving away from her.  She could handle it. Sasha was a whole different case. Ana was still learning his ins and outs, but if he wasn’t willing then she didn’t want it to continue in this fashion. The amount of emotion that sat in her throat begged for something. A cry. A climax. A joined experience. Something that wouldn’t make her feel alone.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sasha touched her, feeling her pulse, her breathing as he did. His other hand was drawing her tattoo. They were getting closer. He could feel her body. Ana stopped his hand from moving and he opened his eyes. He knew she was getting there. He hoped he hadn’t hurt her. He stopped moving his hips. Instead her words pierced him. “Oh.” He felt a fresh warmth on his cheeks as she said the word please. He could hear the ache in her voice, the need. Even as she tilted her head and shook it, he could see the shimmer of tears in her eyes. She’d needed force earlier, distraction. This was a different kind of need. He understood it. She put her cheek against his and he could feel the wetness on them. He took a deep breath and turned his head a little, kissing her cheek. He nodded.

His hips moved again. There was a bit more speed to them. A slight urgency. Nothing at all like they were used to. He could tap into everything she’d shared, everything she’d said. He would use it to feed his body. He moved his head so he could look in her eyes. “I can.. I want to..” He managed to choke it out as his own emotions were getting the better of him. He couldn’t remember the last person he held like this. The last person he allowed to see him. He had pulled no punches. Showed himself for who he was. Literal scars and all. And she’d managed to care for him. To need him. She said he wasn’t a set of boxes. He was a friend. He groaned and started moving his fingers again. His breathing was more labored. He could feel a bead of sweat sliding down his spine. He kissed Ana. He wanted to feel her lips on his when they both let go. A slight bite of her lip. He knew what it did to her. Biting. He needed her to understand that everything she was, no matter what, was accepted and ached for.

“Fast da.” He was gasping. He couldn’t see colors any more. Not singular ones. It seemed like waves of colors fused together and spinning into one another. They melted and combined, separated and danced again. Blues, browns, bursts of red and orange. Sasha moaned against their kiss and felt himself starting to lose control. His fingers pressed a little harder against her as he moved them to elicit a release from her.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana didn’t need to say much for him to understand. She didn’t want to see his eyes, but it happened. Ana was glossy and emotional. To the break of her emotion. Mac had seen her like this. No one else. Not even Jayden. She let her guard down, just a moment. Just for him. When she said he wasn’t alone, she meant it. The two were haunted in their own way, but could feel the darkness around them. When in this moment, Ana could see the light at the end of the tunnel. The air wasn’t so heavy. Her thoughts weren’t so deep. Ana felt more tears falling down her cheeks. He groaned and she gripped onto his biceps harder. She moved with him, aiding in his own pleasure. They kissed and Ana shuttered with the bite. A short, breathy sob escaped her lips.

Almost. She repeated his words in her head and cupped the back of his skull in her hands. Ana’s thumbs pressed against the back of his neck. He pressed harder and she felt her nails shift and scratch down his shoulders. Ana had lost control. Holding it wasn’t helping. She let herself experience it. A laugh, a sob. It all came out at once. Ana sniffed and kept her head against his. He pumped harder, just a few times before Sasha held her hips deep down against his lap. Ana could feel it. She felt him. Her walls squeezing and her body reacting. Ana’s pupils dilated behind her closed lids. Her forehead dropped to his shoulder as she held onto his arms tightly. It was a different kind of climax. An emotional one especially.

Ana felt the tears falling. She couldn’t stop them. She didn’t want to look at him either. Sasha was still clutching her tightly in his arms, even after his climax. Her short sobs sounded like laughs. Ana couldn’t comprehend it. She felt like she was swirling. A mix of blue and red combining together. “Acht planeten… Fast zweihundert Länder… Sieben Milliarden Menschen…“ She spoke quietly and against his shoulder. Ana sniffed between sentences. “Ich dachte, ich wäre ganz allein.” Then Mackenzie appeared. Sasha too. Ana couldn’t stop the low-flow of tears, but the feeling was overwhelming. It was exactly what Jayden had told her from day one.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She held on to him. Fingers on his muscles, his neck. Nails. The explosion of light was blinding even if it was all in his head. He could hear her sounds. They all blended. He didn’t know if they were his or hers. He felt himself exploding and he could have collapsed if not for her. His arms were around her instantly. The orgasm was small in comparison to what he was feeling, experiencing. He didn’t think she’d planned this. She couldn’t have. What was taking place was a singular act that had called out to them. Ana was crying. He could feel the tears against his skin. She may have been laughing through the tears but he couldn’t make it out. Even if she was, he could understand. His own tears weren’t falling as easily but there was a burden lifted inside. He could feel her heart beating against his chest. For a moment he thought it was his.

Ana spoke. He couldn’t help but smile. His lips kissed her temple. He hugged her tighter. He listened to her words and was trying to say something. He was the calm one. Wasn’t that what she’d said? His voice was hoarse when he managed to speak. Unshed sadness making it difficult for the words to come out. “Weder ist allein.” He rubbed her back. “Weder ist allein.” He repeated it, more to himself than anything. She continued to cry and he held her. While he hated the idea of her in any discomfort, he understood the tears she shed were for things he couldn’t see. Things that had tethered her to a past fraught with ills and abadonment. Whether it was her parents, or others, it didn’t matter. She was shedding that skin that kept her in darkness. And he would be with her as long as she allowed.

There were so many things he wanted to say. Words that he couldn’t form in any language. He could understand how she changed Mackenzie’s life. She had the power to transform the universe but she didn’t know it. He smiled and sniffed back his own tears to prevent them from falling. “Neun planeten…Mein Philosoph… Es ist mir egal, was sie sagen.”

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha’s hand graced Ana’s back for comfort. She knew it was silly to cry. Ana absolutely hated crying, but the immense feeling she had inside her needed to come out in some way. He was comforting her, but Ana honestly wished it were Mac. It was something she needed to experience, but Ana hadn’t expected it to be Sasha that helped break that dark shell. He spoke again, sniffed between his words. Ana needed to rest her body, as did he. She lifted her head and rested it momentarily against his. Ana kissed his lips as if she was taking a fresh breath of air. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes glossy. Ana chose to not care about the streams that fell to her chin. She stared at him for a brief moment. Her brown eyes searched through his green ones. Ana knew in that instant, she didn’t need to know why. The truth held a common set of words. There was no point. It sat in the back of her mind, but not as a positive light.

Ana slowly moved with him until they laid side by side. Her hand stayed on his cheek with her thumb close to his ear and her fingers through his hair. Her tears were slow moving and consistent. His thumb graced her cheek and wiped away a small amount. “You made it clear.” Ana’s skin stood on end as she admitted the words. “I-I’ve never thought so clearly.” She half smiled, sobbed and laughed all together. Everything was clicking. It felt like her brain has been rewired. One plug led to another. Lights went on. Thoughts became clear. Wants were no longer. Needs were more constant. It was like putting on a pair of glasses for the first time. Ana couldn’t push this man away. No matter what the consequence, she couldn’t. She couldn’t leave Mac in the dark either.

“I’ve been… beat… hurt… over and over, and–and it just… followed me.” Mackenzie pulled Ana from the deep and helped her tread. Sasha offered a float. “No one person can make a difference. Not in this world. Not to everyone at least.” Ana was talking through her teary eyes and wobbly voice. “I almost let you go. I thought about it. I wanted to be selfish, but it wasn’t about that. This is so, so different.” Ana slid her hand up to his chest to feel his heart beating. “We made it. We fucking made it.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana kissed him and looked at him. He couldn't voice how spectacularly beautiful she was in that moment. They had gone from feral to loving in the same space of time practically and she was looking at him with full understanding. It was a striking sight. She maneuvered them to their sides. He felt himself slip out of her as she moved. There was a sense of absence now but they were close together so it hid beneath everything. She touched his face and he didn't have the energy to flinch but the pain was there. She caressed him with care, with love. It might not be the romantic love he would have preferred but what difference did it make? 

Her voice touched his being and he couldn't help but smile at the words and her emotions. Sasha wanted to argue that he did nothing. That she had the power to see beyond things but had simply been told she couldn't. It didn't matter either where the voice had originated - herself or others. His own voice was silent. A simple smile was what he could offer. He swallowed and touched her face. She admitted to being hurt and his soul felt the ache. He hated that people could be cruel. The idea that it followed her was evident. It was not something that would ever leave her. Things didn't leave him. But there was a way to exist with that darkness, not letting it end you. 

He smiled again, knowing Ana was better for knowing him. How often could he say that? How often could he say he was a better person at having met her? Tears fell from his eyes, realizing that he could have lost her without being able to fight for her. He chuckled as she touched his chest. He was sure she would feel how fast it was going, how calm he wasn't even if he appeared it. "We did make it.." His voice was low, almost a murmur. His hand covered hers first, then followed up her arm and across to her chest. He wanted to feel her heartbeat. "Ich kann dir nicht sagen, wie glücklich ich bin, dass du nicht losgelassen hast." He closed his eyes as he let his own sadnes spill quietly.

[anaglaringstare]

Decree @Sasha

Ana jumped at the buzzing sound for the door. Sasha was here and she was still sitting in shock. It buzzed again and Ana had to snap out of it. She wandered down the hall past the dogs and hit the button to let him in. Her throat was dry and her eyes red from nearly crying. Ana only then realized she needed to change. She slipped into a low cut tank top and running shorts, just in time for the knock at the door. Coby could care less, but Ruby followed Ana to the door. She paused as she reached for the handle. Ana had forgotten about everything that sat in the back of her mind. The test. Right before she left for those three days… then another and another. Her body grew hot and her skin rose in chills. You never did anything. You never looked at the test. She had spoken to Jayden earlier, but they hadn’t even mentioned it. They spoke about Sasha and how he could help. Ana promised Jayden she’d tell him the truth about her addiction.

The knock sounded again and she heard his voice. Ana shook her head and twisted the handle. There he was with all his glory. Head held high and a folder with whiskey tucked under his dressed arm. He stepped inside and Ruby took a step back. Before Ana could say anything to him, his hand was at her cheek and he was closer to her face. It was all in his nature. Ana would’ve normally begged for his attention at this point, but she was still shaken. She didn’t want to be this close. She barely wanted to be touched, but she let him. “I hope you’re not getting in trouble for being here.” Ana knew the stories of his family hating how he left any piece of business for the day. He had a duty and Ana seemed to be a bump in the road. “I-I can’t thank you enough.” She whispered and swallowed. Ana was suddenly feeling extremely naked. His touch was still enticing, even if she didn’t want it to be. Like a moth to a flame. Bad time to not wear a bra. She bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes. “The kitchen is down the hall. Let’s talk.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sasha was puzzled about the request for help for Mackenzie but it was Ana. He had been in London taking care of club business. He grabbed a shower after realizing he needed it and then dressed. His guards were surprised at his call as he hadn’t been scheduled for anything. He ended up taking only the driver and one guard in his car. It didn’t go over too well but he wasn’t going somewhere dangerous. Two other guards followed in a separate car without telling him. He played on his phone during the ride. His thoughts were all over the place but they kept going back to Ana. When he arrived, he insisted they stay with the vehicle. He was buzzed into the building and he went up to the apartment door. It took a bit for the door to open. Once it did, he saw her and smiled. He didn’t hesitate.

His hand was on her cheek and he was close to her. He didn’t notice the dog at first. She was talking and he smiled again. She was worried for him. He shook his head. “No.. today was my business.. all cared for.” He hadn’t done anything and she was thanking him. His thumb caressed her cheek. “I don’t need thanks.. not until I actually do something.. bringing whiskey and papers? Not really doing much.” She mentioned the kitchen as she closed her eyes and bit her lip. He took it as an invitation and leaned into kiss her. He could feel her shaking but it wasn’t exactly hunger. Whatever was happening it was troubling her. Another lingering kiss and he pulled back. “Let’s talk.” He was about to walk away and he looked down to see Ruby watching him. “Oh.. hello..” He smiled at her but didn’t move to pet her. He didn’t not like dogs but was wary of them. “A friend?”

[anaglaringstare]

She wasn’t surprised by his kiss. Ana should’ve expected it. He was a lover in every way. Even a romantic, especially outside of the bedroom. Ana was still confused as to why she felt any sort of attraction to him, sexual or otherwise. He kissed her again and she breathed him in. It wasn’t the same as Mac. She felt like she was betraying her. Yeah, she’s rotting away in prison. He pulled away before she could. They took a step and he noticed Ruby with her tail between her legs. “A kid. Ruby.” Ana corrected him with a troubling smile. “Adopted her a year ago. She’s nervous around new people.” She continued to walk and he followed with his head held high. Coby was on the couch by now. “That’s Kenzie’s stoner of a dog, Coby. Older, loves everyone.” Ana went into the cabinet and grabbed two glasses for them. She would’ve preferred the bottle.

Ana needed to get a few things straight with him. She debated on telling him about the test, but she knew she needed to tell him her side of the addiction story. She hopped up on the counter and reached for the bottle, filling her glass first, then letting him do the same. Ana didn’t hesitate on taking down half the glass. It stung, but she needed it. What if you’re pregnant? Wouldn’t you be hurting the baby? Doesn’t matter. I don’t want a kid. Ana gripped the glass tightly in her hands and kept her eyes on Sasha. He opened the folder and pressed his finger along the papers he had to read. “She was picking me up and… she got pulled over. Uhm, they took her in. Barely told her why… someone mentioned murder.” Ana’s throat wanted to close.

“She’s at the prison now. No bail. No nothing. I could barely visit her for ten minutes. I told her not to speak to anyone or say anything until we get the details of what she’s supposed to be charged with. So… I told her I’d contact you to get us some help. I… I figured your family had a good connection and I need her out of there, Sasha. She can’t be in there.” Even if the allegations are true. “She… doesn’t have a clean past. B-But she moved on from it. We settled and kept clear. I-I don’t know if it’s something from her past or a mistake. If it was a mistake, they probably wouldn’t have transferred her… right?” Ana put the glass to her lips again.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He smiled warmly when she said the pup was her kid. “Ruby.. pleasure to meet you Ruby.. pretty girl.” He didn’t make any motion still to pet her. If she was nervous around new people, then he wouldn’t push it. As they walked there was a second dog. “Stoner? Really?” Coby looked at him but then laid down. He was watching Ana’s movements. She grabbed glasses and then got on the counter. He couldn’t help but smile at her. He poured himself a glass after she had and then set it on the counter. He was looking through the folder. He’d grabbed it but really hadn’t even looked at the names. He didn’t often need to. Corporate business was handled by in-house counsel. But he had teams of lawyers on retainer for other purposes. She spoke and talked about murder. He stopped looking through the folder and closed it, set it aside. He picked up his glass and drank from it. One hand stroked his beard.

“Murder…” He nodded and whistled. She talked about her girlfriend being taken away without bail and realized that it was likely a big case for someone. He frowned. She was still talking, now bringing up Mackenzie’s past. He downed the rest of his glass and stepped closer to her. He took Ana’s hand. “Hey… I’m here.. I will help.” She had mentioned his family connection and was getting a picture of what she wanted. It wasn’t about having a lawyer. It was about pulling strings and getting her out of the problem. He brought her hand to his lips. He kissed her knuckles, saw the torn fingers. He didn’t choose to mention it. “If it was a mistake, they would not have transferred her. But she should have more information. I will get her a lawyer to work on that..” He watched as she drank some more. She was nervous. He could understand. Only his older brothers had ever had criminal charges against them and it was a little nervewracking the first time. After that first time, it didn’t matter.

“You need to relax.. no sense worrying.. you can’t do anything right now.. the lawyer will make calls.. he will get information. Then I will make a call and see if we can get her out other ways if necessary. But murder.. it isn’t something light.. And I know about her past.. who she worked for.. I don’t know what she may or may not have done..other than dealing but there are.. stories..” He shrugged. He took the bottle and poured himself a second glass, then topped hers off. “I will need the name of the place she is in. Her full name, that sort of thing.” He was already pulling out his phone.

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha was trying to keep Ana calm, but it was hard to not worry. Mac was in there all alone. Her worst fear being relived too. He agreed, there should’ve been more information. “You need to relax.. no sense worrying.. you can’t do anything right now.. the lawyer will make calls.. he will get information.” Ana took a deep breath and tried to nod. “Then I will make a call and see if we can get her out other ways if necessary. But murder.. it isn’t something light.. And I know about her past.. who she worked for.. I don’t know what she may or may not have done..other than dealing but there are.. stories..” I know the stories. The real stories. Sasha was pouring himself a second glass. Ana was reaching her hand out for him to fill up her half empty one again. “I will need the name of the place she is in. Her full name, that sort of thing.”

His phone was out and Ana started rattling off the information. “She’s at Eastwood Park. Her number is 16398HB.” Ana reached for her full glass and drank from it again. She hated how worried she was, even if she did everything possible it could still end with her serving time. “Birthday? You need that right. 18th of March, 1990. Mackenzie King. Uhm… current residence is here.” Ana wasn’t sure what else she could rattle off to him. “What else do you need to know?” Sasha was plugging all the information he could into his phone. He didn’t answer her question straight away. Maybe he had everything he needed to find who could help? Ana took another drink and nearly slammed the glass down when she felt her stomach quickly twist. It felt like a cramp. Stress does that. She shook her head when he looked up at her. “Almost dropped it.” Ana mumbled and ran her hand through her hair. Again, she found herself envious of his calm nature. Sure, Mackenzie wasn’t something to him but she still wished to disappear in that state of tranquility.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He typed as she spoke. He would send off the text and likely get a call within the hour. It wouldn’t mean she was out but at least they’d have information. Depending on what the actual charge was, what evidence there was and who the officers assigned were, he was confident he could pull on enough threads to get her out in a few days maximum. He couldn’t say that outright in case this was worse than either of them could imagine. If it was multiple bodies, then it could get messy. He took another sip from his glass and looked at Ana when she banged her glass on the counter. “Hmm..” He hit send and put his phone down. 

“There. I sent the information to one of the criminal lawyers I know.. Last name is Franklin.. he will call me with what he finds out.. maybe an hour or two.. then like I said.. I make a call or two with what he gives me and we push to get her released.” He moved so he was standing between her legs. He took her face in his hands. “It might take a couple of days.. to get her out legally.. if there is nothing to the charge… you understand?” He didn’t want to give her false hope but he also didn’t want her to think it would be immediate. “If.. and this is big if.. if there’s more than one charge of death.. I might have to bend the law to get her out. Means she might not be able to stick around Bristol.. or even England.. do you understand that too?” He didn’t know if Mackenzie had any family anywhere. He hadn’t a need to know such things. But if she had nowhere to go, he would get her the papers to travel out of the country. “But that I will leave up to you and her to decide.. if we find out worst case..” He kissed her forehead and hoped he could ease her worries. “What else can I do Ana?”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana could remember the lawyers name. It was all she needed to do until they got more information. Two hours. She could wait right? Just two hours, then two days. He stood between her legs and she stared at him. Him being this close in their home didn’t feel right. She didn’t stop him. “It might take a couple of days.. to get her out legally.. if there is nothing to the charge… you understand?” He was telling the truth. Sasha didn’t seem the type to lie, especially to Ana. “I understand.” The legal process was slow moving, even if someone was innocent. She would be lucky that Mac could get out this month if she was wrongfully charged. Then there was the other alternative. Mac being guilty, then Mac leaving the country. Ana turned her gaze down, losing herself in that thought. Where they could go, where they could be safe. Maybe Ontario… Montreal… Even somewhere warm. Morocco. “Worst case. Got it.” She said it was a slow breath. He kissed her forehead, but it didn’t feel like any weight would come off her shoulders.

He asked if there was anything else. The same cramping returned to her body. Everything she was keeping from him was bottling up and trying to come out. It was exhausting, like trying to control a demon possessing her. “Shut up.” Ana cupped his jaw and kissed his lips hungrily. Her nails pinned onto his beard. The adrenaline and panic sent blood rushing to her head. Even if Jayden’s voice was telling her it wasn’t a good idea. Fucking him wasn’t healthy. It wasn’t coping properly. It was punishment. You couldn’t save Kenzie from that place. You probably never will. Ana’s hands went to his belt and tore it from his waist. The loud buckle hit the tile and soon so did his pants. It was dizzying. Ana could open her eyes and see a whole new push between the two of them.

This was different than what they had done before. Ana wasn’t hungry for a lustful encounter. She simply wanted to be fucked hard. She wanted the worry to turn to pain. Ana could handle pain. Physical pain. Ana’s teeth gripped onto his bottom lip as she spread her hand across his chest and pushed him back. Her feet touched the ground and Ana’s back touched his chest. Sasha’s hands moved under her thin shirt and cupped her breasts. “Take off my pants and get on your knees.” She spoke through her teeth, boiling with anger.

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She understood thankfully. He didn’t expect her to break down over what he said but there was always a possibility. When she kissed him like she did, he kissed her back. Her nails pulled at his beard and he pushed his tongue in her mouth. His hands gripped her hips. Her hands pulled off his belt. It was without a bit of precedent. Such movements. She felt almost manic in her approach. He understood the need for control. The need to feel like you had a say in what was happening. Sex she could control. His pants hit the ground and he let out a little laugh. At least until she bit his lip. She pushed him away and he almost tripped as his pants were around his ankles. Immediately they were back to front and his cock was more than half hard. His hands sought out her breasts and his mouth was on her neck. Sasha squeezed and pinched. He didn’t believe he needed to be gentle. Not when she was telling him what to do. He nipped at her neck as he let his hands worked their way to her pants. He yanked them down with ease. He took off his shirt and threw it behind him.

Getting on his knees was a little more trouble in that he needed to discard his own pants and boxers. He tossed them aside. It didn’t take a genius to know what she wanted if she stood while he kneeled. He forcefully turned her to face him and he buried his face between her legs. There was no foreplay, no warning. He licked and sucked at her. His hands gripping her ass so he could pull her as close to him as possible. He moaned as her taste and scent filled him, overtook him. The sense of urgency she’d displayed was calling out to him. He knew he wanted her the moment her name came up on his phone. He didn’t expect the call or the context of it. But he knew that by showing up he had a shot at touching her again. His tongue pressed against her clit. He moved one hand from her ass to between her legs. His finger started teasing her entrance.

Ana felt feverish. Whatever explosive and nervous energy she was feeling because of Mackenzie she was using here. He didn’t care why she was fucking him. Only that she was. He wanted to know where she’d been. If her girlfriend was meant to pick her up then they hadn’t been together. But he would ask later. Right now, he only had one thing on his mind.

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha’s hands gripped her thighs and turned her around. Ana’s ass hit the edge of the counter and her legs spread open for him. Her eyes closed tightly the minute his lips found her clit. She gasped and barred her teeth tightly shut. His moan set her off. His sharp tongue touched her heavily and caused her hands to grip the sides of the counter behind her. “Fuck…” She grunted and squeezed the granite harder. Ana never needed to tell him what to do. No issue of how hard or urgent. He could read it within her body. His hands squeezed her thighs and made it toward her ass. She felt his fingers digging into the fleshy muscle with no struggle. Sasha pressed his tongue against her clit. Flat, large, and wet. She grunted again and gasped. Ana looked down and felt her jaw go slack. She was panting now. His fingers found her slit, teasing and touching.

“Fuck… oh fuck…” She panted even harder the minute his fingers went from teasing to prodding. Ana’s biceps flexed and her fingers gripped onto the counter even harder. Yep, that’ll do it. The worry was gone from her thoughts. The miracle of rough sex kept her ignorant in the moment. Nothing else was to matter. Not that she was fucking someone else in her partner’s kitchen. Their kitchen. Her hand left the counter top and gripped the back of his hair. Ana pulled and forced him to look up at her. His fingers didn’t stop, which was exactly what she wanted. She looked down at him, panting and ready to sweat. Ana ran her fingers down his cheek and soon her thumb across his lips. She felt his tongue slide along it before he kissed and grinned.

“Make me cum.” She demanded it with fire in her eyes. Ana’s hand switched to the front of his neck. She squeezed and felt his pulse. “Then you can fuck me as hard as you want.” Ana left her grip from his neck and pushed his lips back against her clit. Her eyes shut immediately and her hands went back to the counter top. As hard as he wants? You know that’s not a good idea right? Ana could hear Jayden’s voice and she felt her hand move around the counter until she found her glass again. Ana drowned it as best as she could through her heavy breathing.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He could hear her swearing but it was muffled. The more he tasted, the hungrier he got. He sucked and licked at her clit. His finger pushed inside her, teasing. He pushed as far as he could. Another moan left his lips. Too soon he was being pulled away. Her fingers in his hair felt incredible. She was forceful. They looked at each other. He grinned up at her happily. He continued to push his finger in and out of her. No need to hurry. No one would walk in on them. He should have felt a little guilt at that thought but didn’t. She was touching him. He opened his mouth and kissed her thumb as she let it slip across it. She gave him a command and gripped his neck. His hard on went from mostly to full on with a groan. She then granted him a reward if he performed properly. He smiled as he was pushed back against her pussy.

His lips covered her instantly and his tongue went about its task. His eyes closed and he painted a picture of her with each of her breaths. His finger moved with determination and began curling and pressing into that soft apongy area he was utterly fond of. She was soaking his beard and it made him groan. His fingers dug into her ass even more. He wondered how hard he could go at her. Could he break her? Could he break his cock? There was a bit of laughter in the back of his throat but he held it in. His lips closed around her clit. She dripped down his finger and he took complete advantage, sliding a second one in. It was tight enough for him to need to go slow. He didn’t see her finish her glass but he wouldn’t have cared. In this moment, he was at her mercy. She wanted him to make her cum. Nothing else mattered.

His lips kissed up and down her. His teeth scraped along the coarse hair on her lips and he let out a long loud breath. His thumb slipped in between his lips and pressed against her clit as his other hand released her ass and made its way to her breasts. Sliding under the thin fabric. Eagerly groping and squeezing. The metal in her nipple against his palm. Another moan as he rubbed his thumb in circles. His fingers fucking her with a faster motion. He moved his thumb away and replaced it with his tongue once more. Flat, heavy. Circles. His eyes remained closed tight and he could feel a slight trembling in her body. Whether she was close or not, he didn’t know. He didn’t care. He could keep going for as long as she needed him to. While this wouldn’t solve her problems, it would help. He knew that.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana breathed harder between her teeth. She was fighting it. She was fighting the desperate urge to let go. Ana wanted to keep it at this. His tongue. His fingers. Two now. She groaned from the back of her throat. The whiskey helped numb her mouth. Ana kept her jaw so tight she could barely get anything but grunts out between her teeth. He kept pushing harder. Fucking her even more with his fingers and now his thumb. Sasha’s hand gripped and played with her chest. Ana looked down at him, keeping her eyes on his. He moaned. She grunted. His fingers moved even faster. Ana’s nipples hardened at the touch of his fingers against the metal. Then his tongue yet again. Ana dropped her head back and felt her knees almost buckle. A small wave was telling her it was time, but she fought it. If it were Mac, it would’ve been a different story. She knew the ins and outs of Ana like no one else. The pureness between the two wasn’t like Sasha and Ana. This took time and finesse.

She felt herself dripping down his hand and against his lips. She needed more, he wasn’t going to drive her over the edge so easily. Just five more minutes. Ana was sure she could make it that long if not more. He was pushing her even more. Ana could feel her clit growing more and more sensitive and her walls squeezing against his fingers. Two… Three. “Fuck…” She lifted her head back and gripped his hair again, this time keeping him closer to her mound. His beard tickled, but soon everything was feeling even more numb. Once his fingers hit the right spot, Ana gasped and looked down. His eyes shifted up, she could tell he was grinning. He did it again and her knees started to shake. Ana’s body was letting go. Just a few more… no, there it is. She moaned and let her head press back into the cabinet behind her. “I-I fuck… I’m cumming, I’m… cumming..” Her hands gripped onto the counter even harder as she finally felt herself release and succumb to pleasure.

He was still licking and touching. It felt fantastic, but soon she was feeling very numb from the waist down. Ana’s legs were shaking, struggling to keep herself up. His touches turned soft as she seeped into her dazed state. Again. No thoughts. No worry. No nothing. A blank mind, just like a pill.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sasha could feel her tensing even more. He knew Ana was close. He was learning her. Her body. When they were drunk or high, it was different. It was much more heightened. Every touch. Every nerve ending. Even when they were numb out of their minds, sex took on a different form. This was the second time they’d had sex sober. He could get used to this. Although he would have sex with her any way she wanted really. He continued what he was doing. His fingers and mouth a little more demanding. Her fingers were in his hair again. He almost groaned at the thought of being pulled away when he knew he was close to achieving his goal. But she didn’t pull him away. Instead she kept him tight against her. Another moan and a satisfying smile on his lips as theire eyes met. He was proud he was wanted like this.

She swore and said she was cumming. He continued to lick and finger her through her orgasm. It was a reward in itself knowing he could get her to this point. He slowed down as her walls stopped clamping on his fingers. He slowly withdrew them and put them in his mouth sucking them with a loud pop. He laughed as he kissed his way up her body as he rose. His hands trailed up her body. His lips found hers and he kissed her slowly, cupping her face. His cock poked against her. “I think..” He kissed her. “When you’re ready…” A wicked smile on his lips. He imagined turning her away from him and pounding into her against the counter.

His mind reminded him that her lover was in jail. He’d come here to help her. His fingers stroked her cheek. He kissed her again. Maybe this wasn’t what she’d intended when she called, but it was part of their connection. Sex. Hunger. Control. No matter what she said about not seeing him, there was something between them.

[anaglaringstare]

The rest was a daze. Ana couldn’t feel her body anymore than she should. Her thoughts and mind were vacant, just as she needed it to be. Sasha found his way close to Ana yet again. His lips touching her thighs and soon her lips when he stood. She could feel his member pressed against her thigh. Ana’s stomach clenched into her chest. “I think…” He kissed her lips and she sighed quietly as he spoke. “When you’re ready…” Ana could tell he was smiling, just by how he was kissing her. His beard was rough. His lips were soft. The juxtaposition kept Ana on her toes. She didn’t need much time, but the daze she was feeling aided with alcohol made her stand there and let him ravish her. Sasha’s lips touched her neck and his hands palmed her breasts yet again.

His cock was hard and it was the only thing she could feel on her lower half. Hell, it was more than hard if that was possible. She promised him something and she could easily take that away if she wanted to. Unfortunately, it was what she wanted. Some sort of pain. Any punishment he could give just so she couldn’t think about anything right at the moment. Ana wanted his hand across her face or ass. She wanted him to take her and make sure she could feel the pain for the next few days. Jayden’s voice sounded again, begging her to tell him the truth. He was an addiction. Pain was just as much as numbness. She pushed against his chest yet again, making his eyes turn to hers.

“What are you waiting for? Ich bin immer bereit, wolfbär.” She breathed against his lips and slid her hand to his neck again. His heart was beating heavily, just like hers. All of it was inappropriate. Ana should’ve been figuring out what to do for Mac, instead of dealing with it… she found herself in the same cycle. His eyes lit up and she was gripped by the hips. Ana felt herself being turned around and her hands sliding to the sides of the counter top.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

His mouth tasted hers. Her jaw, her neck. His hands moved under her shirt. His fingers digging into her skin. The salt on her skin, an unforgettable taste on his tongue. She was a singular event that has sauntered into his life on the hip of a particular being. He shouldn’t have latched on as he had but she had made him pause. He remembered watching her the first night. Talking to her. He remembered the second night as well. Almost having her on the couch at the club. He shivered when she pushed against him and almost dared him with her tone. He smiled and turned her around. “Bist du?” 

Sasha pulled the shirt off her and discarded it. Pushing her legs apart a bit he positioned himself against her. He didn’t really wait. She was wet still. It would be tight. He pushed in with a grunt and held her in place with a hand on her shoulder. He didn’t quite slam into her but he didn’t stop until he was all the way in. She had mentioned him having her as he wanted and he wouldn’t object to that. A breath, two of him being inside her then he withdrew almost completely and began thrusting. 

Whether he lasted a while or not, it didn’t matter. He had been given the ok to take her as rough as he chose. There was a sense of possession. He slid an arm under her, his hand coming to rest on her breast. He was not gentle. His fingers gripped more than groped. “Mein.” He growled in her ear, over and over with each thrust. He knew her hips were hitting the counter, she would bruise and ache. He kissed and bit at her neck. His balls already tensing. 

[anaglaringstare]

She regretted not having another mouthful of whiskey. It would’ve helped just a bit more. Ana’s eyes shut tightly and she tried to focus on the heaviness of his hand on her shoulder. Her body stretched and stung. No matter how many times they had done this, it was always painful. Ana couldn’t adjust unless they did this consistently. She took in a sharp, shaken breath before he pounded into her. Ana felt her hips slam against the counter. She grunted with each push into her body. It was what she wanted. Pain centered around her entrance, even if she was wet from before. Sasha’s hand slipped under her body and squeezed heavily against her breast. Her teeth clenched tightly and she felt the metal throbbing against her nipple.

Ana listened to his words with a growl. He was like an animal, taking pride in his catch and not letting go. Ana let it happen. She let him take all control, simply because she asked him to. A temporary fix to her need to do something worse instead. His teeth touched her neck and she grunted with him. Ana felt hot tears sliding down her cheeks. This was definitely a lot more painful than she expected. The whiskey wasn’t doing any part to help. More likely due to her tolerance not being extremely low anymore. No drugs and damn sober, Ana felt like she was being ripped in half. “Das ist… alles was… du hast…?” She spoke in broken breaths. He thrust even harder. Squeezed heavier. Sucked more on her neck with his teeth.

The air was barely making it into her lungs now. He made sure to oblige. Ana knew he was only holding back a little. There was more to him that could be unleashed. Sasha was a force that she knew shouldn’t be messed with. Not like this. “Komm schon.” She forced the words out with little air. She was starting to feel more pain on her hips than anything else.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He could hear her breaths. Thought he’d glanced tears falling but he didn’t stop. He’d told her before not to offer something she wasn’t ready for. Small doubts in his mind were trying to trickle in. Reminders that he was her only male. That her cunt wasn’t likely used to this when home. The doubts were soon silenced with her own words. She was almost daring him, challenging. He went at her harder, rougher. He didn’t allow for small nibbles at her skin. He wasn’t breaking through it yet but he was biting and sucking, leaving marks. 

He didn’t know what she was angling for. Again, another challenge. He wasn’t anywhere near drunk and certainly not high. But he wasn’t blind to lust and hunger. The challenge sparked a deeper need in him. He pulled out and turned her to face him. He lifted her up and hooked her legs around his waist as he entered her again. He was grunting as he kissed her. One arm around her waist, another moving along her body. He squeezed her breasts and tugged on the bars. His teeth capturing her lip. He stopped mid thrust and walked them over to the wall. He didn’t quite slam her back against it but he knew the force would shock her senses. 

His hand moved to her neck and he took hold. His eyes staring at hers. “Ich mag es, wenn du deine Beine für mich öffnest. Du gehörst zu mir.” Whether it was true or not, it made little difference. For the time being, she was his. He could clearly see tears falling. He kissed and bit at her jaw as he started fucking her again. Withdrawing and moving around bought him a bit more time. The angle they were at now was allowing for more force in his hips. The hand on her throat tightened a bit more. His eyes were dark and starved for her reactions. “Sag mir, wie es weh tut.”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana was face to face with him now. She let him maneuver her like a puppet. Now her legs were around his waist and he was fucking her harder. Ana could feel the wind nearly knocked out of her with each thrust now. They kissed, but she couldn’t for long. The need for air surpassed the need to kiss. She could feel his hands everywhere. Her chest. Her ass. Her hips. The bars. Ana whimpered behind her clenched jaw. Her mind felt like thick mud. She felt him moving them and her back soon against the wall. Her eyes opened and her skin felt cold. Ana briefly saw Ruby retreat into the bathroom. Coby lifted his head and kept his eyes on them. Ana looked away and found Sasha’s. His hand gripping against her neck. “Ich mag es, wenn du deine Beine für mich öffnest. Du gehörst zu mir.” Less air. Ana could hear herself wheezing.

Her natural reaction to panic set in. Ana’s fingers curled into her palms before they reached to his wrists. Ana gripped. She feared. It wasn’t what she wanted, but she was panicked. He was fucking her again and her body pressed more into the wall. “Sag mir, wie es weh tut.” Tears streamed down her face and she closed her eyes. Keep them open. It’s not him. It’s Sasha. Look at him. More wheezing. Ana felt paralyzed and couldn’t get a word out. She coughed instead. No words could come out. All she needed to say was one word. Her eyes finally opened, fear and surprise hit her features.

See. It’s Sasha. Ana was still reacting in panic instead. “Let go.” She struggled and gripped on his wrist even more. “Sasha.” She spoke his name with a struggle. His hand still against her windpipe. Ana hadn’t given him a safe word. She told him to do whatever he wanted. See, this is what you deserve. No, not it’s not. Her mind and Jayden’s words fought against each other. This was what pushed you to that depression before, wasn’t it? Her words yet again.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She grabbed his wrist and closed her eyes. The tears were truly falling now. He wanted to taste them. To drink her in in every respect. He could feel her entire body tight. She wasn’t exactly enjoying it and he could tell. Sasha wasn’t letting up. There was something awake in him because of her previous challenge.

It wasn’t until she asked for him to let go that he understood how frightened she looked. A few more thrusts. Her breathing labored against his hand. Ana spoke his name. It didn’t register completely and he kept going. Something clicked in his brain and he released her throat but didn’t stop fucking her.

His eyes were on hers. He placed his hands flat on the wall on either side of her. His body and the wall were holding her up as he kept going.

[anaglaringstare]

She took in a large breath once his hand released her throat. Sasha wasn’t stopping. Ana didn’t expect him to. She should’ve known better. Ana knew how he was with control and the minute his hand went around her neck was the moment she froze. Ana kept her eyes open this time. Focusing on him and feeling his body pressed against hers. Ana could see every muscle flex. Her body was being possessed and she wasn’t going to stop him now. If she couldn’t handle it anymore, she’d have to make him stop. Her eyes stayed on his, which seemed to be the right place to keep them until her thoughts of Mac started to fill her head. She knew this was wrong, yet she kept doing it. Over and over.

You’ll have to be honest with Mackenzie. Completely honest. His shoulders turned even more muscular under her fingers as she gripped onto him. Ana felt sweat lining her brow. It was only just the beginning. Sasha usually lasted a long while, even while they weren’t sober. He always got the most out of this, probably due to the fact that they didn’t do this often. Quality over quantity. Sometimes both in one day. Ana gripped the back of his hair and made his lips touch hers. She heard him growl as their tongues slid along each others. Ana knew what he needed to reach his climax. More pain on his end. Definitely a hand around his neck or a tight squeeze of his balls. She could’ve laughed. They were one in the same. Ana usually needed a rough bite against he neck, lip, or even thigh to get her to that point.

Her hand gripped onto his neck. She could reach about that far, nothing close to his legs at the moment. Ana pushed his head back and a string of spit lined between them from a kiss. “This?” She squeezed tighter and watched his pupils dilate.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana was looking directly into his eyes again. She was no longer closing her eyes or shifting them around the room. He wanted her thoughts but it wasn’t something he would even ask right now. He was focused on their bodies. How they fit. If he looked past the fear, the ache, there was more on her mind. But he still didn’t ask. Every curve of her face. Every blemish. The drip of sweat that had taken the place of tears. Such a piece of art. He felt her pull his face to hers. Their lips and tongues connected, danced. The act of pulling him in was enough to push the animal in him even further. He disconnected thoughts and let his desire take over. He made a noise and was certain it wasn’t all human.

Sasha could feel his hips hitting hers. He wondered if he could break his own body against hers. Her hand went around his neck and he dropped his mouth open. It wasn’t shock but it wasn’t not. They were moving well into the feral stage. At least for him. She asked. He took a slightly struggled breath and nodded. He wanted to feel her fingers cutting off the oxygen to his lungs. She wouldn’t be strong enough to make him feel lightheaded. Not like this. But it would do. He needed a belt around his neck. To feel her tighten it. Feel her command him that way as he remained in control of their bodies. He pumped harder and tried to push against her hand with his neck muscles. Anything to add pressure.

There was a part of him that wondered how far he could push her. Would she attack him? Would she merely take everything from him? He wanted her at her worst. At her most basic. “Hit me… Fight me.” He groaned it and hoped she understood. 

[anaglaringstare]

It took a small nod for her to start squeezing even harder. Ana could feel his pulse grow rapid against her fingertips. He moved even closer. Their bodies nearly stuck together as he continued to fuck her rabid. Her hand started to shake. She had reached her maximum energy for choking him. Especially with the need to keep herself afloat. Ana’s nails scratched along his skin, the pulsating flesh kept pounding against her fingers. It became a struggle between the two. A fight to keep themselves sane. Sasha knew that deep down, Ana wanted to be raw at this level. Ana would argue it was better than drugs. Jayden would say it was exactly the same. “Hit me… Fight me.” She wanted to attack him. Ana felt like a rabid dog trapped inside a cage. She couldn’t be against the wall any more. She struggled for a moment once her hand released his neck. Sasha leaned closer and put his lips on her body. Lips. Neck. Chest. Shoulder. She could feel her teeth grinding.

Ana listened to her heart beat heavily in her ears. It took a second. Her hand hit him across the face and her body pushed him forward. Sasha was off her before she lurched at him and brought the large man to the ground. Adrenaline kicked in, full force. She straddled him, not taking his cock inside her again. He’d need to fight for that right again. Stop it, Ana. Look at yourself. The loud noise caused Coby to jump from the couch and start barking from the corner. Ruby did the same from the bathroom. She felt powerful. Knowing she could take him down and pin him just like that. Sure, he didn’t expect it but Ana knew that was her advantage. Her hand slipped between them bypassing his member and finding his balls. Ana squeezed them tightly in her hand.

Her eyes bled fire as she looked down at him. Ana’s other hand slid up to his throat with no mercy. Her chest heaved, grabbing as much air as she could. He’ll hit you back. You know he will. Ana you need to stop. “Shut up.” She growled under her breath to herself.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana was pressing against his throat more. Her nails taking in bits of his skin. She let go of his neck and he pressed forward. He tasted her body as he kept fucking her. He wanted her hand back on his throat. If she wasn’t going to fight him, then he wanted, needed that pressure. He was fucking her and then he wasn’t. It took him a moment to realize she’d struck him. He stumbled back. He didn’t even have time to raise his hands before he was laid out on the ground. SHe got on top of him and he almost laughed. His face stung but his heart was racing. She didn’t put himself in her. He felt her hand and almost moaned until she grabbed his testicles. He groaned in pain first. He could finally hear the dogs barking at them. The self preservation part in him wondered if they would attack him. The grip on his balls brought him back to the more pressing danger.

Her eyes were dark. There was so much anger there. He smiled, grimaced as she squeezed him again. Sasha wanted her like this. He wanted to see the core of her being. He knew her intellect was vast as was her sexual apetite. But there was always an under current that she hadn’t completely tapped into. Not with him. He didn’t know if she had allowed it with anyone. Her other hand grabbed him by the throat. His smile was a cross between sheer desire and wickedness. She told him to shut up but he hadn’t spoken. He let out a small laugh which she choked off. He raised his hand and almost took her by the neck again but stopped inches away. “Ist das alles was du hast?” He was repeating her words. Taunting her while she held his balls was probably not the smartest thing but he wanted everything she coud dish out.

There was no moment he felt threatened even if she had the upper hand. He knew how to defend himself well. But he has asked her to hit him, to fight him. He dared her with his eyes and brought his hand to her face. A small slap to see how she’d react.

[anaglaringstare]

She felt like an overflowing pot of boiling water. Everything was bubbling up to the surface, mostly anger. Not directly at Sasha, but everything else. She was still thinking of his hand on her throat. Him fucking her and herself defenseless. Ana hated that feeling. It brought back too many memories she had tried to swallow down for so long. Her breathing grew louder as she stared down at him with dilated pupils. She growled again when his hand went for her neck. Sasha stopped and stated Ana’s words from earlier. Her hand wanted to crush him. She saw his eyes narrow before he slapped her in the face. Ana felt her head turn but not too much. Her cheek barely stung. He had hit her harder than that in the past. Coby was barking even more now.

Ana wanted to hold it back, she really did. Jayden’s voice was screaming at her to stop. Ana’s voice was telling her this was good therapy. All she could picture was William’s face. Ana could feel her teeth wanting to crack in half. He lifted his hand again and she grabbed his wrist, twisting it and pinning it to the ground. Yes, he was stronger than her, but she felt too much power to make him think so. He said to hit him? So what are you waiting for? Hit him. Without a second thought and pushed all her weight on his throat with one hand and struck him with the other. No more slaps. Ana used a closed fist and didn’t stop. She yelled. Loud enough to make the dogs stop barking.

She hit him again and leaned closer against his throat. Ana could feel his heart struggling to get blood to his brain. She wanted to tear into his flesh and rip out everything with her teeth. Ana had never been this angry with someone. Not even Mackenzie. Not even while intoxicated. More than blind rage. Ana wasn’t sure she could stop unless he made her.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He could hear louder barking and expected a running beast tearing into his flesh. When that didn’t happen he raised his hand only to find it pinned to the ground. He could feel her vibrating. The absolute rage was coming off her in waves. His balls were free so he took a breath but found it closed off as Ana put her weight on the hand on his neck. He was left without oxygen and yet could feel his cock dripping. The shattering pain that followed wasn’t expected. He didn’t protect himself against it. She was no longer pinning his hand. He could feel every finger wrapped around his neck and the other hand was striking him. It didn’t sting. Not this. It was dull thuds in his ears as she lifted her fist again and again.

Because she was only using one hand to strike him, his face was on fire on that one side. He could feel his eye starting to swell a bit. He would need ice. Felt his lip split open, tasted the copper. He tried swallowing but she was making it difficult. He was becoming lightheaded. Not enough to shove her off yet in terms of self preservation. He could see the power in her body. She was hitting him and screaming. The dogs stopped barking. He would have laughed if he could have. The animals were seeing her as a fierce beast. An Alpha. He felt his cheek split open and even more pressure on his neck. His eyes closed and he considered letting her take his consciousness. Something in him reminded him that she wasn’t in control. That while she was in power, there was no dialing it back. His eyes opened and he finally raised a hand to block any further strikes temporarily.

He used his body to pivot and push her off. It wasn’t easy. She didn’t want to stop. Her hand still gripped his throat and he knew he would lose some skin. In truth, he didn’t want her to stop but she needed to come at him a different way if he was going to stay awake. He pushed up harder with his body and managed to turn his body under her so she was now straddling his side instead of him laying flat. He’d managed to turn to the side where she hadn’t struck his face. He was spitting out a bit of blood. It made her hold on his throat awkward and he felt the skin ripping with her nails. 

[anaglaringstare]

The louder Ana yelled, the quieter Jayden’s voice got. Each hit to his face was out of pure hatred and anger. For the ones that had taken advantage of her and pushed her so far down she felt like nothing. Her last hit was blocked by his hand. Ana hadn’t snapped out of it. She was pushed, half pinned. Her hand still gripped onto his throat to almost hang on. Ana’s snort jagged nails scraped the surface of his skin. They were side by side. Ana’s ears ringing and hands wanting to still attack and fight back. He said it. He said he wanted to fight. This was her fight. He was spitting, little specks of blood hitting the floor and her arm. Ana didn’t feel a thing. No worry or regret. Not even a bit of sorrow for what she was doing to him. She could still feel his cock, rock hard against her leg. Sasha was a different kind of beast.

Ana let go of his throat and pulled his face toward her. She kissed him. Ana could taste the copper from his lip and sucked it clean. She couldn’t speak. Ana felt like she had lost all ability to speak. She managed a grunt or moan, perhaps a growl at times but this was feral. Ana kissed him again. Their tongues protruding each others mouths and his body slowly covering hers. They weren’t done yet. Whatever this display was, it wasn’t over. The dogs had retreated into the bedroom while the two scuffled and rolled on the floor in sweat and drips of blood. They hit the wall on their sides and continued to move. Her teeth grazed his bearded jaw then shoulder. His lips paraded down her body and met her lips again.

She was pinned, her hands under his above her head. Ana stared up at him with dark eyes still in tact. His face showed a bit of swelling, his lip still cracked with blood and his cheek too. Ana breathed like a bull ready to charge. The small pause in the air didn’t bring her any clarity. Ana opened her legs and wrapped her legs around his waist.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She was still fighting him. Side by side, she pushed and struggled to hurt him. He didn’t think about the deeper psychology of it even if he was aware it existed. He didn’t need to know. He wanted to feel. He would be bruised and scratched. He didn’t speak, couldn’t. That would have required processe his brain couldn’t reach. She let go of his throat and instead pulled his face to hers. The kiss was pure gasoline on whatever fire was burning within them. He kissed back knowing he was bleeding all over her face. His hands released hers and groped at her body as they rolled. It was a dance of dominance. Who would top whom? How far was each willing to go? He could feel them to slide as the sweat covered them. Their bodies a blood specked canvas. He kissed and scraped his teeth on her skin until he finally had her under him. Her hands above her head, not without effort.

He held her wrists with one hand as she wrapped her legs, pinning him against her body. His free hand maneuvering his cock and pushing it roughly into her. The look on his face was a mix of power, lust. He was painted in red as his lip and cheek bled and dripped. She moved under him, trying to unseat his position. He pulled his hips and drove them into her. Both his hands on her wrists for a moment. He wanted to see her eyes. Telling her, showing her he wasn’t afraid of anything and everything she had to offer. Ana could go to the darkest place and he was willing to crawl and scrape his way into her. He pumped his hips with what might seem anger. But in sincerity it was pure need. Need to fill her with himself. His mouth dipped to hers, kissing her and pulling back before she could bite.

He kissed and bit at her jaw. He wanted to leave marks. Deep marks but he couldn’t bring himself to mark her face. Instead he moved his mouth to her neck, her shoulder, her breasts. He kissed, sucked and finally bit down on one of her breasts causing her to buck under him, a low growl leaving his mouth. He didn’t break the skin but left deep imprints on her pale flesh. He left her wrists under the grip of one hand as he used his free hand to draw on her skin with the blood trails he’d left behind. He slapped at her breasts while fucking her slow and hard. Sasha was drunk on the look in her eyes.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana grunted in a painful manner. His quick thrust caught her off guard, but she knew it would happen. Ana moved, trying to gain her hands back. He looked at her, right in the eyes. Ana breathed with him, seeing in his eyes he wasn’t scared of her. She swallowed and her throat felt dry. His thrusts were harder now. Ana felt her body jolt under him. Her chest rose and fell until he kissed her lips. Sasha pulled away before her teeth could sink into his bottom lip. His kisses were rough, same with his bites. Ana closed her eyes and endured the pain, making it into a pleasured experience. No. She wouldn’t cum again at this rate, but it didn’t matter to her. Ana wanted to kiss him again. She was hungry and wanted to bite. Instead, he found his way to her body. Ana could feel her skin pull under his lips and his teeth graze with abandon.

“Argh!” She grunted and gripped her hands together when he bit onto her chest. Ana could feel the skin throbbing under his teeth and the wetness of his spit. She growled back and felt a sharp slap against her breast. He was moving at a different pace now. Each thrust jerked Ana’s body under him. He stared at her, she stared back. Ana’s hands loosened under his grip. Sasha was feeling more pleasure. Ana could see it in his features. He was long lasting with endurance and it did take more than the run of the mill sexual encounter to get him off. Ana knew that now. She had slapped, squeezed, bit, punched, and then some. He was still going. Ana was still going. She didn’t think twice as to how she gained the energy. It was depleting, slowly but surely.

Ana pulled her hands from under his. One gripped his ass and the other pinched his chin and brought him close. Their foreheads touched. Sweat sticking to the both of them. Ana let him breathe close to her cheek and drank in Sasha’s movements. Her hand slid and held the back of his neck. Ana could taste the salt on his cheek. He thrust harder. Ana whimpered. Her body was starting to gain it’s feeling back. “Du bist nicht allein.” She whispered against his cheek and found his lips to kiss them.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He no longer cared if she got loose. He was ready to bear the brunt of more strikes against him. His body was alive and full. Vocalizing the feeling in a not so distant future was likely but he was robbed of speech. He she looked to him, at him. He was not frenzied. He was waiting for her hit. He couldn’t imagine she had spent her anger. Again, he had taken her without mercy. While she hadn’t said no, she hadn’t taken him when she straddled him. Her hands came out from under him. He didn’t flinch, merely kept thrusting as he flattened his hands on the floor. Ana didn’t hit him. She pulled him close. He breathed and thrust. It was all he could do right now. Her hands, her mouth. She whimpered and he swallowed his moan, incapable of letting it out. The words against his cheek made his body shiver. They struck a chord so deep she wouldn’t realize what she’d done. Flashes of pain littered his mind in a tornado of memories. Their kiss was life in that second. He dropped to his elbows and sped up his thrusts with slightly renewed vigor. The urgency to explode was back. He muttered in Russian. A gasp as his body tightened. He wanted to scream, to let out his own emotion.

Sasha kissed her back deeply. The taste of her mouth. The softness of her lips. Ana didn’t realize what power she had over people, may never realize it. Such was her being. She had cracked open the walls that held her in and he would be even hungrier for more after this. One more thrust and he held himself inside as he came. A few more shuddering pumps and he collapsed on top of her. His breathing labored. His skin was a mess between scratches and bruises to come and the reddish hue of complete fullfillment. He slipped out of her and rolled off. He was gasping for air as he lay on his back. The pain barely registering. It was more of a hazy color in the distance. He knew he would need something for it later and smiled lazily. He reached out and found her hand. His fingers locked into hers and he closed his eyes. His body was starting to ache.

“Wir haben ein Durcheinander gemacht.” He let out a small laugh. He didn’t get his answer about breaking his body against hers but they were certainly bruised. The floor was less than comfortable but he needed time before moving. Instead he counted his breaths until his heart had slowed enough. “Ich mag es, wenn du mich schlägst.” He turned on his side slowly and reached out to touch her face. “Du bist auch nicht allein. Lass mich jedes mal..Ich werde immer noch meine Hand aushalten. I need ice now.”

[anaglaringstare]

His body was heavy and so was hers. Ana let him lay on top of her while they struggled to breathe. He nearly collapsed on the floor right beside her. Ana couldn’t feel anything beside a sharp throbbing on her chest. She felt like he had ripped a chunk of flesh right off of her. Ana’s eyes closed and slowly her legs shook as they buckled and touched the floor. She was sure this had been the farthest she had been pushed. Her stomach cramped again. Her lower half was on fire and throbbing next. Ana’s body was coming back to life and she didn’t want it to. His hand touched hers and she gripped as best as she could. Her body felt like it would stick and sink into the wooden floor. “Wir haben ein Durcheinander gemacht.” Ana didn’t want to look. Not at him or herself. Not at the floor either.

“Ich mag es, wenn du mich schlägst.” Ana felt his hand under her chin and she turned her face toward him. His thumb touched her bottom lip and she continued to breathe slowly. “Du bist auch nicht allein. Lass mich jedes mal..Ich werde immer noch meine Hand aushalten. I need ice now.” She felt her lungs start to collapse with the words. Ana didn’t know what to say back. Instead she pointed to the kitchen, “I-In the freezer.” Her eyes were heavy but her body was heavier. Ana knew Sasha had gotten to his feet but she stayed still. Her eyes shifted to the bedroom. Ana scared the dogs into the corner of the place. Her mind was dizzy but the urge to get to the bathroom was now a need. Ana rolled and nearly lost her balance getting to her feet. She dragged her sweat and blood stained hand against the wall to keep her steady.

She closed the door before she dropped to her knees and vomited in the toilet. Ana only did once. That was all she needed to settle her stomach. She grabbed mouthwash while sitting on the cold floor and drank it. Not bothering spitting it out. She touched between her legs and felt how sore she was. Even a bit of blood stayed on her fingertips when she pulled away. Wash yourself. Ana flipped the water on and climbed in, sitting at the bottom of the tub. The water was freezing cold at first, but it felt lovely. Sasha would join. He always did. She wouldn’t mind it, Ana just didn’t want to see the damage.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana pointed to the freezer and he nodded. It took a couple of minutes but he managed to stand. His body hurt in both good and bad ways. He saw his hand had blood on it and rinsed it off in the kitchen sink before grabbing a handful of ice and applying it directly to his face. He swore. His eye wouldn’t swell shut but it was uncomfortable. He opened the faucet and drank from the tap. The ice melted against his cheek. It dripped down into his beard and he knew he was a mess. His mind started working and he looked to where he’d left Ana. She was gone and he heard a door farther into the apartment. He’d find her in a minute. He drank some more water and contemplated the whiskey. He wanted something else though. His phone beeped at him.

Sasha grabbed it and looked at the messages he’d missed during their encounter. The lawyer had come through with some information but there were inconsistencies. He listed Mackenzie as being held without being seen by a magistrate and without the proper paperwork in her booking. While it wasn’t unheard of that paperwork got delayed or misfiled if a person in question was looking good or had attitude problems, he had never heard of her situation. There were no case files anywhere referring to her or a murder. He’d put in an inquiry as to whom the interviewing officers were and no one had an answer. The desk sergeant had pulled the computer records and it was listed on the computer as her being wanted for murder, a be on the lookout issued with a warning she was possibly armed and then a notice of transfer beneath it once the officers had logged in her arrest. It happened during a shift change so no one noticed the oddness of it all. He was sure he could get everything kicked but he would need to put in an appearance or two. It would be the day after tomorrow at the earliest she would be set free. And that was barring any paperwork showing up before then explaining everything. He sent back a message to do what was needed and set off to find Ana.

He saw the closed door and opened it without knocking. He also didn’t bother to shut it after he saw it was the bathroom and she was in the tub. “Hi.” He managed to say and motioned if he could climb in. “Lawyer texted.. probably day after tomorrow he can get her out.. he said there were odd things in the computer file but nothing on paper.” He climbed in behind her and hissed as the water touched his body. “You need a pool.”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana’s eyes slowly opened when he showed in the bathroom. Just as she expected. Maybe she could read him better than anyone else. She licked her dry lips and barely nodded to allow him in the tub with her. He spoke about the lawyer as if nothing had happened. He was so calm yet again. Ana stared at him with her head against the tile. “You need a pool.” Sasha was back to himself. Ana was still feeling herself throbbing. “I’m an addict.” She spoke in a raspy voice and drifted her eyes toward him. Ana could now see the damage. His cheek, eye, and lip. Ana couldn’t remember how many times she hit him. He liked it, she didn’t understand why. She was seeing someone else entirely when her hand came in contact with him. “I used to take pills… a lot of pills.” Ana could feel her body wanting to purge again. She held back.

She sighed quietly and closed her eyes again. “I started to snort them. Hide them… I’ve almost died. I’ve almost lost everything multiple times.” Ana rubbed her neck and felt the soreness spread along her body. “I’ve been to treatment a few times… then I met you.” She felt a chill rise up her spine. Ana didn’t want to point blame, not at all. She could barely get the story straight in her head. Ana had been struggling for over a year now. “I never told you. I don’t know why I never told you. I don’t tell anyone anything. Not even Kenzie.” Ana took more labored breaths. She knew she pushed herself too far.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She was looking at him a little funny. He expected her to ask more about the lawyer but instead started a different conversation. He wasn’t entirely surprised at her admission. It would explain a lot. She touched him and he could see regret. Thankfully she closed her eyes when she continued talking. He looked at her then. He could see the bite mark on her breast red and accusatory. He let his eyes roam her body slowly. The tension and the exhaustion leaving marks on her skin all their own. He listened without saying a word, without so much as touching her. She needed to say it all. Needed to get it out and have him hear her. She’d wanted the drugs. She’d said yes. It had been her choice. Had he not had them so handy she might not have touched the stuff after treatment but as she mentioned, Ana had met him.

Sasha didn’t feel regret or sorry for her. Becoming an addict was luck of the draw was his thought. He could walk away from drugs. He didn’t because he enjoyed what they did for him, but he could find similar highs in other things. There would always be things in a person’s life that would push them to extremes but choices were made. When she admitted she never told everything to anyone, he really grasped her anger. At least he thought he did. No one could hold that much inside them without having something give. He reached out to her and pulled her to him. It wasn’t sexual. He wouldn’t offer her drugs. He wouldn’t aid in that. He knew if she wanted them, he would provide them. He believed that people had to make their own choices. “You can’t keep things in… it doesn’t help.. not you.. not those around you..” He ran a hand through her hair. “Do you wish me to leave?”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana opened her eyes and saw his hand being offered. He didn’t look to start anything again. She took it and moved closer to him. Ana made a promise to Jayden. She made a promise to Mac as well. She had told him and nothing came of it. Maybe it didn’t matter at all. “You can’t keep things in… it doesn’t help.. not you.. not those around you..” She had been told over and over again the same advice. Tell people. Tell them. It’ll help. Ana wasn’t so sure that was true. His hand went through her hair and she breathed in to fill her lungs. She needed that breath of fresh air. “Do you wish me to leave?” Ana shook her head. No. Him leaving wasn’t going to make what she said any easier. Or what they did.

The last time she left his house she spiraled. Ana knew she couldn’t be alone, but was Sasha the best person to be with? Her mind said no. Not after the way they attacked each other like that. She looked at him with sorrow in her eyes. Ana knew that Sasha didn’t mind pain. She didn’t either, until Mac found it to be awful. She remembered trying to tell her it was almost like therapy. She couldn’t explain it. No one seemed to think it was good, so why should she think so? “I need someone to stay here.” Ana spoke quietly and felt her body hating her with every damn movement. Her stomach had cramped up even more. The stress was back. What about the test? Are you going to tell him about that too? No.

“Why do you come back? Why do you bother helping me?” Ana breathed in and put her head on the tile again. “I deserve to be alone. I do. I hurt a lot of people. I’m hurting Mackenzie right now… she’s in fucking prison and I’m here with you.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana didn’t wish him to leave and he nodded. He wouldn’t have been ecstatic about it but he would have understood. People needed different things at different times. She said she needed someone to stay. He got the meaning behind it. If she could handle being alone, he would be gone. It wasn’t that she wanted him. He should feel hurt but he couldn’t muster it. He was sincerely tired and she’d told him he wasn’t alone. The water felt good. His mind wondered if that was how Mackenzie and her met. Had she dealt to her? Had she gotten her hooked and then clean? He thought it was an intriguing pairing at the very least. More so given this information. He touched absently at his cheek to see if the bleeding had stopped. It was tender but he’d obviously had worse.

She asked him questions he hadn’t planned on answering. Not that he couldn’t. He stroked his beard and realized he still had blood in it. He wished they were under the shower spray. “I like you. There’s no mystery there Ana.. I’ve told you I like you.” He wasn’t really thinking of how it was a bother her calling. She didn’t ask for much. Once for her, once for Mackenzie that he could recall. Her next words gave him an ache somewhere deeper than he liked. He was truly seeing how lonely she was. This was part of the fear he could see in her eyes. What their time together might be. He wasn’t opposed to being an escape. As long as he knew, it wouldn’t make him feel bad. “You do not deserve to be alone.” He said it firmly. He wasn’t upset but he wanted her to hear him. “Mackenzie is in prison.. yes. Can you change that? Not right now.” He touched her again. “You are here with me.. because you need someone.. someone who won’t ask too many things..” He wanted to choose his words. “I fit the bill… I have power.. and money.. and connections.. family connections..it makes sense to call.”

He shook his head. “I’m going to keep coming back.. you are not a bad person.. you have not hurt me.. and Mackenzie.. she loves you.. easy to see.. You? You don’t love you. And that is hard to see.” He moved closer still and wrapped his arms around her even if she struggled against it.

[anaglaringstare]

There were two different sides to Sasha that Ana had seen and experienced. From one extreme to this calming nature. Ana didn’t understand how he could handle all the at once. She couldn’t even keep her head up now. “You do not deserve to be alone.” He was right, she couldn’t change the situation. Mackenzie was stuck, but Ana wanted to be there. Sasha’s hands found her skin. “You are here with me.. because you need someone.. someone who won’t ask too many things..” She felt awful about it already. “I fit the bill… I have power.. and money.. and connections.. family connections..it makes sense to call.” There was another push to her gut. She was using him. Ana knew she was, but it wasn’t right. None of it was right. She was wheeling him in and tying Sasha down for no reason at all.

“I’m going to keep coming back.. you are not a bad person.. you have not hurt me.. and Mackenzie.. she loves you.. easy to see.. You? You don’t love you. And that is hard to see.” His arms wrapped around her and Ana tensed up at the feeling. It was the most truthful thing she had ever heard. She didn’t love herself. Ana never had loved herself, not once. She was too young when things were happy at the time. She stopped tensing up and let herself ease into his embrace. Ana didn’t know what to say. She had questions, but things that even Jayden hadn’t answered yet. Her therapist had to have the same thoughts, just never said it out loud. “It’s hard.” Ana managed to get her voice to cooperate. “How do you love yourself? How can you stop believing everything people have told you all your life when it keeps getting proven right over and over…”

Ana wiped her hand along her face. Her body was hurting even more now. This was definitely the hardest she had gone against anyone. She wanted to apologize to him, but Ana knew he wouldn’t accept it. Sasha was just that way. “I’ve been killing myself with drugs… opened up wounds that wont heal. No matter how clean I get, there’s something else.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She seemed to be easing into his arms and he was good with that. He had seen broken people in his life. They took all shapes and sizes. His sister came to mind. She was beyond hope. Ana wasn’t. He had seen hey eyes, her character. She had rough edges, sharp ones but for the most part she wasn’t without heart. She had passion inside her. It was clouded in anger and fear at times but it existed. Others he knew were empty save for the anger and hate. He touched her face and tried his best to soothe her. She asked about loving herself. “Hmm.. it can have it’s bumps.. getting there..” He had some bleaks moments when younger. He had been fortunate to have lived and he was aware of that. Sometimes he lived for others but he did love himself. “I don’t believe anyone when they talk about me.. I think that is part of it.. When I was young.. my dad was not kind not that he’s kind now. But after the thing..” He touched one of his scars. “He would have this look in his eyes.. he hated me.. for not protecting my sister. I think he even said it but I could have been dreaming or drugged.. I was in the hospital.” He ran a hand through her hair.

“If it was real.. he cursed me for not giving my life for hers. I was bandaged and hurt and he only cared about her. I was a boy and should be able to take it.” He shrugged. “It took time.. therapy.. pushes from my mother.. I got better. I was intelligent and offered something he needed. He still would beat me, or have me beaten, without remorse if I went against him.. but his thoughts.. they aren’t mine. I have my own thoughts.. know who I am. I do bad things. I’m not perfect but I know I do them, choose it, accept it and forgive myself eventually. And when I can’t, I go to church.” He laughed. “God listens and doesn’t say much.” He kissed her temple. She was talking about drugs, pain. He nodded. “I don’t think people know you.. you let people paint the picture of you and take it for your reflection. You need to not. Paint your own picture of you. As for.. killing yourself.. don’t.” He took a deeper breath.

“There will always be something Ana.. drugs, alcohol.. sex.. it’s a salve. All of it. Sometimes it stings all the same. You need to know.. when to move past it.. to do something else… I’m not an addict. Never have been. But I understand wanting to run away. Using something to move my brain to different place. Wounds may never heal.. accept that and it gets a little less.. hard. It’s like scars.” He ran his hands up and down her arms. “They sometimes itch like crazy.. some times I don’t remember they’re there. But no matter what.. I touch them and know, feel what made them.. the smell.. it isn’t something I will forget.. just live with.”

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha told his story. Ana was familiar with pieces of it, not the entire thing. His words only proved that Ana wasn’t as strong as he was. He didn’t believe the negative words. Ana did. She still did. “I don’t think people know you.. you let people paint the picture of you and take it for your reflection. You need to not. Paint your own picture of you. As for.. killing yourself.. don’t.” Ana kept her head against his shoulder. He was right. It did sting all the time, but she didn’t have a solution. “I’m not an addict. Never have been. But I understand wanting to run away. Using something to move my brain to different place. Wounds may never heal.. accept that and it gets a little less.. hard. It’s like scars.” She felt his hands sliding up and down her arms. It was supposed to be soothing, but Ana felt her skin crawling. “They sometimes itch like crazy.. some times I don’t remember they’re there. But no matter what.. I touch them and know, feel what made them.. the smell.. it isn’t something I will forget.. just live with.”

Just live with it? Ana would’ve rather forgotten everything she had learned. She didn’t want to talk about it anymore. What more could she say? Ana didn’t need anymore pep talks. She needed to lie down and think. Maybe not think. Maybe she’d need a drink. “I need to lie down.” She mentioned and looked at him over her shoulder. Sasha helped her to her feet and Ana grabbed two towels. They barely washed off, mostly rinsed but it was better than nothing. “You should put more ice on your cheek.” Ana said tiredly and wrapped the towel around herself and made her way to the bedroom. She curled up on her side and stared at the empty pillow next to her. Ana waited, but wasn’t sure if Sasha would join in. It wasn’t his space… he would probably bunk up on the couch. “Sasha?” Ana spoke up and listened for footsteps.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He helped her out of the tub and she said she needed to lie down. He nodded and let her go. He wouldn’t leave her alone. He walked into the living room in the towel. The one dog was on a pet bed and looking at him funny. He hoped it wouldn’t attack. Ana had called him a stoner dog and he hoped it was really true. He hadn’t met many stoners who attacked. He made his way into the kitchen and grabbed another piece of ice. He cursed as he put it on his cheek. His mind drifted to Ana. Everything she’d shared and everything she hadn’t. The ice was melting against his cheek and thought about tending to it. He made it back to the living room and eyed the couch. He could likely sleep there. There were books on shelves he could read if he couldn’t sleep. He heard his name and found his way to her.

He walked into the darkened bedroom and could barely make her out in a huge bed. “Are you ok? Do you need something?” He walked over to the bed and sat beside her. A hand on her shoulder. “I’m not going anywhere.. I thought.. I would stay on the couch.. but I am here.. for whatever you need.. until Mackenzie gets out.” He hadn’t meant to say the last part but it was true. He’d likely get a hotel room if she didn’t want him around but he wouldn’t leave the city in case she needed him. He knew it wasn’t his place or responsibility. And had it been anyone else but here, he likely would not have cared. But Ana pulled at him. And whether she wanted to admit it or not, he meant something to her. Maybe it was purely physical but it didn’t matter. He was making a choice and to him that was enough. “What can I get you? Name it.”

[anaglaringstare]

“No, no I don’t need anything. I..” She went quiet when Sasha sat on the bed and put his hand on her shoulder. “I’m not going anywhere.. I thought.. I would stay on the couch.. but I am here.. for whatever you need.. until Mackenzie gets out.” It felt like he was able to read her mind. She stayed quiet, feeling his hand on her shoulder still. Ana closed her eyes until he spoke again. “What can I get you? Name it.” She shook her head and sat up with the towel still wrapped around herself. Her body throbbed when she moved even slightly. “Nothing. I don’t need.. I just want you to be here. Literally here, not the couch.” Ana fell silent again. She didn’t know if it was a good idea or bad, but she needed to have someone close. Jayden would suggest someone else entirely. A friend. Ana didn’t have too many of them. Nichols wouldn’t understand any of it. He barely knew who Ana was necessarily.

“I don’t want to say you fit the criteria. You aren’t a check in a box. You’re… I don’t know.” Ana had been trying to figure out what he was since the day she woke up next to him. “I don’t know what you are Sasha, but you’re something. Some sort of thing to me. I’ve told you things that took me fucking forever to admit to myself. I’ve let you touch me… kiss me…” She shook her head. Ana slid herself under the covers and dropped the towel to the ground. The pillow smelled like Mackenzie. “I don’t get it Sasha. I don’t.” She looked at him and reached her hand out to touch his cheek. He winced when she grazed the swollen part. She was still sorry she hit him. “I’ve… been a cunt to every man I’ve ever met. I hate most of them. I had all doubts about you… I thought you were a bad person before I knew you.” Ana took a deep breath and buried her face in the pillow.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She didn’t need anything. He thought about sitting there until she fell asleep but she spoke. He was a little surprised that she wanted him in their bed. He had no qualms about it. He smiled. “I can stay here.. not on the couch.” She surprised him again by continuing to speak. He would be lying if he didn’t admit that it felt good for her to say it wasn’t about checking off boxes. He chuckled when Ana said he was a thing to her. The sentiment after that was heartfelt. He could tell. She took off the towel and slid under the blankets. He took off his and slid in next to her. Her voice was a mix of fear, sadness. Exhaustion. She touched his cheek and it stung. He couldn’t help making a sound. She was being truly honest with him.

Sasha touched her. “Being a cunt to every man is probably not the way I would go but.. a lot of them likely deserved it.” He was trying to set her at ease. The way she spoke. He had slipped past her defenses and she couldn’t understand. He wasn’t sure he understood but he also wasn’t looking to understand. Not really. Not any more. She had given him a lot of truths tonight. He was glad to be of help. To be of comfort. “I don’t blame you for having doubts about me.. my company.. the company I keep.. isn’t the nicest..” He touched and played with her hair. He could smell her on the bed and the other woman. It wasn’t a bad smell. Their scents combined was familiar to him. He didn’t know if Ana realized she usually smelled of Mackenzie. Her clothes. It was like a permanent reminder of their life together. “I’m not always a good person.. I know this. I am not perfect.” He leaned in and kissed her shoulder. “How about I am.. whatever you need..” He wondered is she could be ok with that. He really hoped she would be. 

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha joined in the bed. Ana felt impounding guilt with him there, but the need to feel safe overpowered that. She could wash the sheets from his smell. “Being a cunt to every man is probably not the way I would go but.. a lot of them likely deserved it.” She stared at him while he touched her arm. He was understanding without even trying to be. Sasha sounded like an old soul. Someone that had lived through everything. Wars. Torture. She put her hand over his to touch his fingers. They soon played with her hair. Ana was actually starting to feel more comfortable and relaxed. She had forgotten how easily it could come when someone touched her hair. “I’m not always a good person.. I know this. I am not perfect.” Ana felt his lips on her shoulder. She breathed in quietly and sighed under her breath. “How about I am.. whatever you need..”

“I need a friend.” Ana admitted. Her fingers touched the side of his neck. “A friend that has no label. If I call you a friend, you have liberty to ask me for help or favors. I don’t want to…” She shook her head, “I don’t want to take advantage of you.” Not anymore. “I owe you for what you’re doing for Mackenzie. I’ll need to tell her what happened. All of it.” Ana felt her stomach turning. Definitely a lot more than usual. She moved her hands from Sasha and ran them along her own stomach. Ana took a deep breath and put her head against his. “I’ve never had a real friend. This isn’t even the same as a friendship… you don’t see your friends naked and fuck them like… that.” You don’t even fuck strangers like that. “It’s a twisted fuck, isn’t it?”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana wanted a friend. His smile reached his eyes. Took over them really. She touched his neck as she spoke and it added a level of intimacy more than their nakedness did. No labels. He could do that. He didn’t need to confine what they were or weren’t to one thing. Ana spoke about favors, help and taking advantage. He shook his head. “You don’t owe me.” What he was doing wasn’t a big deal. It was a few calls and maybe money. Money didn’t matter to him. His heart lurched a little at the lack of friends. He could unfortunately see that. Almost complete isolation. He did laugh when she talked about seeing each other naked. “It’s not a twisted fuck… I have seen other friends naked.. not a big deal that.” He touched her hair once more. “I’ve many different friends… party friends, business friends.. trust? It doesn’t come for them. My guards, my driver…” He smiled. “My housekeeper in Amsterdam… maybe my brothers sometimes.. you.. you are as unexpected to me as I am to you.”

[anaglaringstare]

Even if he said it, Ana felt like she did owe him. If she didn’t, then it wouldn’t be even anymore. She didn’t want him to bend over backwards for her. Just like she didn’t want Mac to do the same. Ana could easily get into the habit of treating people like shit if she didn’t view them as someone she could also help along the way. “It’s not a twisted fuck… I have seen other friends naked.. not a big deal that.” Ana chewed the inside of her lip. He touched her hair and she started to relax yet again. Ana needed more of this or medication would be the only answer. Something she really didn’t want to put herself through. But maybe you need it? She took a slow, deep breath in as he spoke. “I’ve many different friends… party friends, business friends.. trust? It doesn’t come for them. My guards, my driver… My housekeeper in Amsterdam… maybe my brothers sometimes.. you.. you are as unexpected to me as I am to you.”

So it wasn’t just her thinking the same way. Ana could feel her heart speed up at the thought. Two people in such a large world an even larger universe… He still played with her hair. Ana could smell Mac in the sheets and feel his heavier hands near her neck. It didn’t sit right in her brain. Not that it was wrong feeling, but just not right. She managed to swear under her breath before Ana’s lips touched his again. Ana couldn’t deny the sexual tension between them. It was real. As real as Mac and her. She kissed him slowly, not to put any pressure on them or create a fuss. Ana wanted to be slow, just like her body felt. No matter how bruised and battered her body felt, she wanted to be closer to him. No rough fight for control, just an intimate feeling. Ana remembered their first interaction like this. Slow and full of feeling. He looked at her like she had opened the skies up for him. Ana parted their lips and stayed close to him. His body was warm. His lips soft. “Can we do this?” She spoke quietly and put her head against his. Ana’s hands touched his shoulders and lightly ran down his arms. She could feel scars raised and tough skin, but it didn’t make her pull away.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana kissed him. It was gentle. Almost tender. His heart was promising to break through his ribs. He breathed the kiss in. He didn’t know how they ended up here but he wasn’t shying away. He kissed her back. He let her lead. She broke their kiss but didn’t pull back. He could feel her breathing in and out. He felt the rest of his body reacting to the closeness. Their heads together, she asked a question. He almost laughed and asked what but he didn’t. He understood the question carried a lot of weight.

He kissed her cheek as he felt her hands exploring his shoulders, his arms. He could feel her fingertips stumble on the scars. He’d had enough people comment, ask about them. He rarely gave a completely straight answer. Sometimes he joked. Other times he ignored it all. Did Ana know she was one of the few to get all of him? He swallowed. “We can do anything you want…” He said it quietly not wanting to sound like he was smitten. He smiled knowing he’d probably lost that battle.

Sasha slowly kissed her again. His hand cupped her face. He felt her lips. Soft. The ache in his face fell away. Where her body touched his, he felt lighter, freer. He didn’t know if she could feel what he felt. He wondered, hoped. He let his fingers trace her cheekbones, her jaw. His lips carefully kissing hers like they were made of paper.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana chose to ignore his comment. Infatuated or not, she couldn’t stop herself from touching him in this way. He enjoyed it last time. Ana wanted to tap into that side of him, just like he wanted her to explore her boundaries. She felt his fingertips touch her jawline and skim around her neck. She could feel his breathe her in as if she were vapor. Ana did the same. Side to side, their bodies started to intertwine. Ana’s legs found his along with her hands. She felt his chest. He touched her cheek as if she would break. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation of touch. Ana was thankful the room was dark or she’d be looking straight into his eyes. This was about something else. This was the therapy she had been looking for. Becoming absolutely vulnerable and letting someone in.

“Keep your eyes closed, okay?” Ana spoke through a light sigh. Her hands slid through his short hair and massaged his scalp with her fingertips. Ana could feel his whole body melting at the touch. They barely kissed. Their lips grazed each others as they breathed in sync. Ana could hear the beach. She felt the waves taking her away to float above water. Ana dragged her fingers down the back of his neck, applying enough pressure to make his head tilt back. The power of touch was a strange thing, but there was more to it. His scent, a natural sweetness that she couldn’t ignore. His lips, which tasted like a hint whiskey. The sound of their bodies shifting between the sheets sounded like a calm beach.

Ana laced her fingers with his hand before bringing it between her legs. She wanted to have him follow. Touch together and be completely in sync. Her forehead touched his and they took a deeper breath at once. She could still feel the soreness of her hips along with her entrance, but it wasn’t stopping her. Their lips skimmed each other’s again. “You’re okay.” She whispered without an explanation. None was needed. Their bodies shifted even closer. Ana could feel his excitement, not from just his hardened member but his pulse. She felt it through his kiss.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She asked that he keep his eyes shut and he barely nodded. Such a small request. How she touched him left him breathless a moment. Soothing. Caring. Her fingers in his hair. It wasn’t rushed or forceful. She wasn’t pulling him away or pulling him into her. Not exactly. His body was drawn to hers be sheer want. But it wasn’t like earlier when the need outweighed all else. When the need to disappear into the act was almost as important as the act itself. This was pure luxury. Being lulled into her embrace. Not that he ever needed a reason, or to be convinced. Their lips were less than kissing, more like glancing. He found his fingers in hers and he felt safe. 

Their hands between her legs. Their heads together. Their breath. It was a heady feeling to be this close to her. They had done this before. Not quite like this but close. This felt different, better. A light touch of lips. He let go of her fingers and his hand pressed against her lips. The coarse hair soft against his palm. She whispered about him being okay and he continued on. They moved closer as his fingers parted her lips and began rubbing her clit in slow circles. Their mouths together once more and he could barely contain his shudder. He could feel her getting wetter but he didn’t want to rush. Not now. 

He kissed at her lips. The corners of her mouth. Her chin, Her jaw. It was short soft kisses. Brush strokes light on the canvas. He groaned a bit at feeling her pulse against his fingers. He moved them in circles, up and down. More pressure here, less there. He wanted Ana completely at ease, relaxed like he felt. The only tension in his body was between his own legs. He removed his hand from her center and placed her hand on his cock. His fingers went back to their earlier spot and continued on, softly. He didn’t speak. He didn’t need to. What came between them would be natural. Unforced. 

[anaglaringstare]

He had followed along as she had asked. Ana needed this comfort of touch and experience. Sasha seemed to be enjoying this just as much as she was. It only took a little more time for Ana to become less and less tense. Her body started to relax and her shoulders drop onto the bed. His fingers took over where Ana’s were. She enjoyed the experience one second at a time. He was soft. Even his kisses were less than full. Ana could feel his warm breath along her chin and neck. She extended her head back and let him roam without worry. Her body ruptured in chills when he pressed a little more on her clit. Ana couldn’t believe how fast her body had started to react. She was completely vulnerable in his arms. Ana still felt herself struggling to keep those walls down for him. A small slip of fear could happen at any time. The wrong thought. The wrong touch. The wrong memory.

Ana felt his hand find hers and position it elsewhere. She should’ve assumed it was what he wanted. Feeling new at this shouldn’t have been a thought. She felt his pulse. The soft skin against her fingertips and palm. It was a lot different than a toy would ever be. A living piece of someone. Like holding hands but definitely more arousing. Ana wasn’t attracted to what was between his legs, but if he pleasured her, she would do the same for him. It was only fair. She indulged in a kiss. Ana imagined Mackenzie, it happened often when they kissed until she felt his beard or realized where she was. Of course she missed her. She had only a moment to wish it was her, before Sasha was back before her. Ana wanted to try something new with him. She wanted that every time, but she couldn’t bring herself to put her mouth on his cock. Unless he asked. It didn’t feel right for her. 

Instead, she rolled them over and slid over his body. Ana could feel his body hair, soft and full around her skin. She kept her hand between his legs to keep touching him. Ana let her full body weight lay over him. Her hand slid up his chest and touched his jaw. They grazed foreheads and lips. Ana could feel her heart speeding up. He kept touching her like it was second nature. When was the last time he made love to someone? She wanted to ask. Ana pulled back, causing him to sit up with her. She straddled his lap, their hands close to each other but still touching willingly. Ana slid her two fingers between her lips and lathered the digits with her tongue. Her eyes half opened and looked right at him. She touched his cock again, gaining a new slickness over him. Ana put her forehead against his and slowly moved over his member. It hurt all over again. Ana’d body was pinging pain in all areas. She breathed out, keeping her whimpered noises to herself. 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Her hand was gripping him as gently as he was touching her. This was sensual. Cathartic. His breath was a bit shallow not because he was close to any sort of climax but simply because she was really touching him. He was glad they were on a bed and nowhere they could fall. He wasn’t one to not be up to a challenge but what he was experiencing right now wouldn’t make for a very steady partner. She moved them. He was on his back, trying to keep his eyes shut as she wanted. It was becoming difficult. He wanted to see her, capture her, like this. He wanted to be able to paint Ana. He imagined short strokes full of earth tones with dark blues at the outset. A light brush scraping against the canvas almost silently. 

His fingers touched, massaged her. He could move his other hand freely too, no longer being on his side. He reached out to her lower back, moving up her spine. All the way to her shoulders. He didn’t open his eyes, not yet. He could feel the tattoo on her back. He’d looked at it enough. He didn’t need to see it to remember the ink against her skin. Taking a moment away from her clit, he caressed her lips. The warmth between them, the swell of them. She sat up and he followed no wanting to sever the connection of skin. His eyes opened then. Ana was looking at him. Her fingers in her mouth. Then on him again, now wet. He let out a moan. It took little time before she adjusted and inserted him inside her. 

Sasha tried holding back but the position made it impossible. Between gravity, her weight and her choice, his entire length pushed in. She didn’t say anything but he could see it on her face. She had to be tender. He’d gone at her fairly hard. His hands moved to her face. He touched her cheek. He kissed her. Part of him wanted to say something, anything, in any language but he didn’t want to break the spell between them. Why he thought it fragile he wasn’t sure but he imagined it breaking apart with a simple noise. His mouth stayed on hers as his hands moved to her hips. He held her in place. Until she pushed for him to move he could sit like this and feel her. 

[anaglaringstare]

The effortless touch between them was alluring. Ana could only focus on breathing. She breathed through the pain, knowing it would go away eventually. She breathed through his touch, knowing that he would keep this act soft and comfortable. They didn’t speak. The two didn’t need to. Ana wanted to listen to their breathing more than anything else. His hands touched her hips and Ana moaned softly against his mouth. They stayed, not moving for a small moment. Ana felt his kiss and breath. She didn’t want to break the silence. Ana began to move, only slightly. The two weren’t looking to fuck. Whatever this was… it felt like a stage of love but Ana knew it wasn’t. Sensuality perhaps. She felt her heart begin to pound against her chest. His lips touched her collarbones, causing her pulse to rise even more.

Ana could feel his small movements inside her. His member touching her walls ever so slightly. He filled her entirely in this position. Ana felt her breathing shutter and her eyes unable to open. That was better. She didn’t need to see. Ana wanted to feel instead. Her hands touched his chest. Feeling his skin prickle under her fingers. Ana kissed him this time, tilting them back slightly until Sasha evened them out again. She let her tongue slide along his before letting them stay a simple hairline away. Ana could taste him still. She could feel his movements with the small push of his hips into hers. 

She wanted to speak, but no words would suffice. He was helping her feel comfortable. Not alone. Nothing but here with him. Safe. She searched for his hands and found them still at her hips. Ana laced them with hers and slid them up her body to her chest. He was still soft with his touch, no matter how much need showed in his features. Ana slid her head next to his, side by side so her breath would direct toward his ear. “Feel me.” She managed to speak in a breathy tone. “Feel everything.” Intimacy was more than what they normally had. The two were ferocious animals that ripped limb from limb. 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He waited, looking at her. Feeling her. He was working a slightly cold sweat from sheer emotion. He felt exposed and not. Powerful and yet peaceful. It wasn’t his usual calm. That much he was incredibly aware. There was a subcurrent of energy below their skin. They moved a bit, Ana guiding. He moved his mouth to her neck and lower. He tasted the salt already on her skin. His hips rocked and his member pushed at her in the smallest of ways. He couldn’t penetrate her further, or harder in this position. He wasn’t aching for that. He watched as she closed her eyes and he lingered with his open a moment longer. The hues of her skin changing with her desire. When she touched his chest he forced himself to close his eyes. Left with one less sense, everything else moved up in intensity.

Sasha wanted to as Ana what she felt. Not only inside but literally. How the scars felt to her, what she imagined as her fingers read him like braille. Instead her lips took his. She pushed them back but he didn’t want that and kept his balance. God how her mouth tasted. His mind was there and everywhere. He could see himself barely dressed in front of an easel. Colors splattered everywhere. His fingers covered in the paint. She would sit in front of him, a light shawl over her shoulders and down her body. Nothing to keep him out. Not his eyes. Not his mind. With paint on his hands, he was open to her. Her hands were on his then. Dragging them up. Her breasts were against his palms and he held his breath. The hardened nipples still soft in comparison to the metal. Metal that held the temperature of her body now. Her face next to his. Her voice in his ear, in his head.

A slight nod of his head. He allowed himself to touch. The weight of her breasts against his palms. He pushed against them, letting the natural physiology push back. No groping. No pinching. It was about sensation. Connection. His hips moved again, finding a rhythm. It wouldn’t likely bring either of them to orgasm but it didn’t matter. What was taking his focus was how he felt inside her. How her walls welcomed him. How her breasts let him feel her pulse as his mouth caressed her neck. He could have drifted into dreams like this. Not asleep, but not awake. He felt feverish. A shiver up his own spine as his tongue drew on her skin. His thumbs rotating against her nipples. A loud groan from deep inside.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana felt her entire body lunge without moving. Her stomach rose up to her chest as he touched her and caressed her face with his. His palms were against her breasts and she felt her nerves burn. Ana felt it all, just as she planned. Sasha seemed to be dipping into the right area as well. He didn’t overwhelm Ana, which was to be expected. Sasha could be one force or another. Ana was happy with the results. He kept his eyes on her though, which she didn’t want. Ana would prefer him to feel into the moment as much as he could. She should’ve blindfolded him. There was still a chance. Ana felt her jaw drop open when he moved again. His mouth touched her neck and she breathed him in. Her hands gripped onto the back of his neck and shoulders to keep herself steady. He was groaning as well. His nose slid up her neck and she felt another rush of adrenaline that she didn’t act on.

Her lips went back to his ear. She kissed the side of his head and held him close. You’re not alone. You’re not alone. She wanted to tell him, but the words weren’t escaping her tired lips. Ana felt his muscles react and flex, trying to keep all their movements slow and coordinated. She kissed his lips again, only allowing him to taste her tongue for just a second. Their foreheads touched. Ana made sure his eyes were closed. Her hands slid to the back of his head. her fingers slid through his short hair and massaged his skull. “You get me.” Ana breathed out and shivered. “Du bist nicht allein.” She spoke against his cheek and dragged her fingers down the back of his neck. 

Ana’s hands needed to find more of him. His scars on the sides of his arms and shoulders. She let her fingers dance over them as if she were painting them. Scars were beautiful to her. They told stories, just like tattoos did. The slower they moved, the more she could feel him inside her. Ana rotated her hips in a short circle to help him along. He could feel her too that same way. Her hands found his chest and she kissed his neck. Ana could feel his own hand along her shoulder blades, keeping her in place. “Kannst du es spüren? Du lebst.” She pressed her hands along his body, skimming his ribs in the process. 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana held on to him. Her hands such strength in then, such power. He wondered if she knew what she harnessed, what she possessed. Their bodies were tight against each other as could be with his hands on her breasts. Skin on skin. Fire on fire. How could he not want this? How could he ever not say yes to anything she had in mind? He could see colors so bright they were blinding. He tasted her mouth but thought he’d imagined it as it was too brief. He moved his hips, wanting more of her. More of everything. The soothing touch to his scalp could have been sleep inducing if not for the moment they were in. There was care, such care. His heart continued to swell like sails in a windstorm on the ocean. He could have laughed, cried, screamed. But all sound within him was being absorbed by the act, by their energy.

She wasn’t silent. Her voice traveled to the core of him. Such simple statements acknowledging his existence. Did she realize how alone he’d felt most of his life? He could be surrounded by a sea of people, all laughing. He could laugh with them and inside he would burn alone knowing they were all fleeting connections to be disposed of after the last bottle was drunk or the last deal closed. Could she read him that easily? How many others had there been? He could feel cold heat where her fingers touched now. Ana continued to feel him, seeking out every blemish it seemed. She moved and gripped him as her own hips moved against his. There was a gasp from him. He finally gave up touching her breasts and wrapped one hand around her waist and another was on her back. He needed that closeness, that balance.

She spoke again. He couldn’t tell if her voice actually sang in his ear of if it came through her fingers, her skin. He buried his face in the crook of her neck and took in her scent as he kissed there. As he hid from what he was feeling. He wasn’t usually the one to be overwhelmed. To be overpowered. Images filled his mind at her words. She was telling him he was alive. He swallowed. He couldn’t recall anyone else telling him that. Not when he woke in a hospital, not when he succeeded. He pushed himself in life for himself. But here she was saying what he’d needed to hear. “Ja.” He managed to say but it was almost a sob that escaped his lips. “Du lebst mit mir.” He whispered it to not betray everything he felt.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana felt his beard touch her neck. His lips soon touched there instead. She swallowed and felt her heart pounding even more. Her hips swiveled more. Ana heard his voice, or something like his voice. It was almost a gasp or cry. She held him tighter and listened closely. “Du lebst mit mir.” It was her call to find his lips. Ana slid her fingers across his jaw and tipped his head back. She breathed him in yet again. Ana brushed her nose along his and touched his lips with her thumb. “Atme mit mir.” She whispered and moved up and down on his lap. She could feel the slickness of his sock. Ana let their foreheads touch while she moved with him once more. His hands found her hips naturally and guided Ana along. They could talk as much as needed, but it wouldn’t be until after this was over. 

She felt his hips slowly meet hers half way. Short, slow thrusts that kept them from being apart from too long. They had grown into a heavier set movement now compared to before. They breathed, it was all they needed to do as they synced together. Ana finally kissed his lips and felt his tongue slide along the bottom of hers. She moaned quietly and ran her hands along his shoulders. His hands slid up Ana’s back. Sasha touched Ana’s shoulders and palmed her breasts as he did before. He didn’t push them over the intimate edge. Ana could keep in this moment for as long as they needed.

The urge to reach a climax wasn’t of her worries. If she tried hard enough, Ana could reach it if Sasha provided the right stimulation. Sasha wasn’t greedy. If he knew his time would come, he would make sure Ana was happily satisfied as well. “Berühre mich.” Ana whispered against his lips. She didn’t want to be specific. Sasha could figure it out. “Ich glaube ich brauche dich.” Ana pressed her lips on Sasha’s neck. “Es tut mir Leid. Ich kann dich nicht gehen lassen.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

They kissed. Ana held on to him as they moved even more now. He could feel the sweat on his body. Their combined temperature rising exponentially. He moved with her and tried to do as she asked. He breathed in when she did and out when she did. It was meditative. Intimate. He knew some breathing techniques were paired with tantric sex but this wasn’t that. They were connecting deeper than before. Their heads together, breathing together. Hips moving with each other, complimenting the other. He used his hands to help her move but more so he could touch, feel. They were still going slowly for their usual but the thrusts were a little more forceful than before. He knew he could last a while longer but with what he was feeling he knew he would orgasm. He didn’t think Ana could. Not from only penetration. They continued kissing. She moved her hands and he moved his. Her moan caused a light whimper from him. He moved enough to be able to touch her breasts. He squeezed gently.

The air in the room was heavy with their energy. She spoke against their lips. He kissed her and nodded. One hand stayed on her breast and the other moved down. He moved it slowly, touching her stomach, feeling the muscle there. Her skin so smooth, unlike his. He reached between them, a slight adjustment and he could touch her clit. Wet, throbbing. He pressed against it slowly, adding pressure. “Ich glaube ich brauche dich. Es tut mir Leid. Ich kann dich nicht gehen lassen.” He felt more than he should have in those words. He knew she might not mean it the way he wished, ached for. But he would take it. There was no need for labels. He’d been honest when he said it. “Ich bin was auch immer du brauchst.”

His fingers started moving in circles against her clit. Keeping pressure there as he continued to move his hips. Sasha wanted her. And quite possibly needed her. “Entschuldige dich nicht. Ich will nicht, dass du mich gehen läßt.” His fingers slid against the throbbing between her legs. His mouth found her neck and he kissed. Small bites. Nothing hard. He wanted her to reach her climax through their connection, the emotion. They had opened up to each other and it wasn’t something he wanted to lose. “Ich will dich. Ich brauche dich auch.”

[anaglaringstare]

He was touching her as she asked. Ana wasn’t ready for it. Her body grew warm fast and her stomach flipped over and over. The pounding of her heart reached her ears. Ana tried to take it slower, one breath at a time. Sasha was speaking again. Responding to her words and confessions. She felt vulnerable. Ana always hid behind different languages to speak her mind, but it started to all sound the same. Her ears were ringing and her mouth dry. Sasha kissed her neck. His tongue and teeth found inches of her skin without any heavy pressure. “Ich will dich. Ich brauche dich auch.” Ana breathed in, feeling her lungs shake in the process.

The two rocked back and forth like a boat. Ana couldn’t gather her thoughts any longer. All her focus slid from her mind to his fingers. Mac knew her sweet spots. Sasha was learning very quickly. The more Ana tried to hold everything down, the more intense her breathing grew. His free hand splayed across her back. Ana could feel him tracing her tattoo across her blade. He knew where it was. He knew how it looked. Ana imagined him pressing a paint brush against her skin and drawing it out even larger right across the center of her back. Her stomach flipped. His fingers pressed right where she needed them.

She grabbed his wrist and stopped them from moving any further. Ana could feel her eyes watering. Holding it all in wasn’t helping. “I don’t want to.” She breathed against his cheek and slowly shook her head. “Not if you can’t. Please.” Her teeth chattered and Ana tilted her head back to keep her watery eyes at bay. Her body felt as if it were at the edge of a cliff. The anxiety, the fear. She felt it all like she were looking down at a far drop. “Not if you won’t.” Ana leaned her head against his. Her wet cheek touched his. Ana’s chest rose and fell heavily with the anticipation of his fingers moving away from her.  She could handle it. Sasha was a whole different case. Ana was still learning his ins and outs, but if he wasn’t willing then she didn’t want it to continue in this fashion. The amount of emotion that sat in her throat begged for something. A cry. A climax. A joined experience. Something that wouldn’t make her feel alone.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sasha touched her, feeling her pulse, her breathing as he did. His other hand was drawing her tattoo. They were getting closer. He could feel her body. Ana stopped his hand from moving and he opened his eyes. He knew she was getting there. He hoped he hadn’t hurt her. He stopped moving his hips. Instead her words pierced him. “Oh.” He felt a fresh warmth on his cheeks as she said the word please. He could hear the ache in her voice, the need. Even as she tilted her head and shook it, he could see the shimmer of tears in her eyes. She’d needed force earlier, distraction. This was a different kind of need. He understood it. She put her cheek against his and he could feel the wetness on them. He took a deep breath and turned his head a little, kissing her cheek. He nodded.

His hips moved again. There was a bit more speed to them. A slight urgency. Nothing at all like they were used to. He could tap into everything she’d shared, everything she’d said. He would use it to feed his body. He moved his head so he could look in her eyes. “I can.. I want to..” He managed to choke it out as his own emotions were getting the better of him. He couldn’t remember the last person he held like this. The last person he allowed to see him. He had pulled no punches. Showed himself for who he was. Literal scars and all. And she’d managed to care for him. To need him. She said he wasn’t a set of boxes. He was a friend. He groaned and started moving his fingers again. His breathing was more labored. He could feel a bead of sweat sliding down his spine. He kissed Ana. He wanted to feel her lips on his when they both let go. A slight bite of her lip. He knew what it did to her. Biting. He needed her to understand that everything she was, no matter what, was accepted and ached for.

“Fast da.” He was gasping. He couldn’t see colors any more. Not singular ones. It seemed like waves of colors fused together and spinning into one another. They melted and combined, separated and danced again. Blues, browns, bursts of red and orange. Sasha moaned against their kiss and felt himself starting to lose control. His fingers pressed a little harder against her as he moved them to elicit a release from her.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana didn’t need to say much for him to understand. She didn’t want to see his eyes, but it happened. Ana was glossy and emotional. To the break of her emotion. Mac had seen her like this. No one else. Not even Jayden. She let her guard down, just a moment. Just for him. When she said he wasn’t alone, she meant it. The two were haunted in their own way, but could feel the darkness around them. When in this moment, Ana could see the light at the end of the tunnel. The air wasn’t so heavy. Her thoughts weren’t so deep. Ana felt more tears falling down her cheeks. He groaned and she gripped onto his biceps harder. She moved with him, aiding in his own pleasure. They kissed and Ana shuttered with the bite. A short, breathy sob escaped her lips.

Almost. She repeated his words in her head and cupped the back of his skull in her hands. Ana’s thumbs pressed against the back of his neck. He pressed harder and she felt her nails shift and scratch down his shoulders. Ana had lost control. Holding it wasn’t helping. She let herself experience it. A laugh, a sob. It all came out at once. Ana sniffed and kept her head against his. He pumped harder, just a few times before Sasha held her hips deep down against his lap. Ana could feel it. She felt him. Her walls squeezing and her body reacting. Ana’s pupils dilated behind her closed lids. Her forehead dropped to his shoulder as she held onto his arms tightly. It was a different kind of climax. An emotional one especially.

Ana felt the tears falling. She couldn’t stop them. She didn’t want to look at him either. Sasha was still clutching her tightly in his arms, even after his climax. Her short sobs sounded like laughs. Ana couldn’t comprehend it. She felt like she was swirling. A mix of blue and red combining together. “Acht planeten… Fast zweihundert Länder… Sieben Milliarden Menschen…“ She spoke quietly and against his shoulder. Ana sniffed between sentences. “Ich dachte, ich wäre ganz allein.” Then Mackenzie appeared. Sasha too. Ana couldn’t stop the low-flow of tears, but the feeling was overwhelming. It was exactly what Jayden had told her from day one.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She held on to him. Fingers on his muscles, his neck. Nails. The explosion of light was blinding even if it was all in his head. He could hear her sounds. They all blended. He didn't know if they were his or hers. He felt himself exploding and he could have collapsed if not for her. His arms were around her instantly. The orgasm was small in comparison to what he was feeling, experiencing. He didn't think she'd planned this. She couldn't have. What was taking place was a singular act that had called out to them. Ana was crying. He could feel the tears against his skin. She may have been laughing through the tears but he couldn't make it out. Even if she was, he could understand. His own tears weren't falling as easily but there was a burden lifted inside. He could feel her heart beating against his chest. For a moment he thought it was his.

Ana spoke. He couldn't help but smile. His lips kissed her temple. He hugged her tighter. He listened to her words and was trying to say something. He was the calm one. Wasn't that what she'd said? His voice was hoarse when he managed to speak. Unshed sadness making it difficult for the words to come out. "Weder ist allein." He rubbed her back. "Weder ist allein." He repeated it, more to himself than anything. She continued to cry and he held her. While he hated the idea of her in any discomfort, he understood the tears she shed were for things he couldn't see. Things that had tethered her to a past fraught with ills and abadonment. Whether it was her parents, or others, it didn't matter. She was shedding that skin that kept her in darkness. And he would be with her as long as she allowed.

There were so many things he wanted to say. Words that he couldn't form in any language. He could understand how she changed Mackenzie's life. She had the power to transform the universe but she didn't know it. He smiled and sniffed back his own tears to prevent them from falling. "Neun planeten...Mein Philosoph... Es ist mir egal, was sie sagen."

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Call @Sasha

Ana: Sasha? I-uh, I need some help and I think you're the only person who knows how.

Sasha: If it wasn't for how you sound I would say it was sex.. what's the matter? Mackenzie.. she said you were away for days.. Does she want the pills now?

Ana: What...? Pills.. I-(pause) No... You have a good lawyer right?

Sasha: A lawyer? Yeah I have a few... wait... you need a lawyer? Is this cause of the thing that day? (rustling noise) Hang on.. where are you? Home? (unintelligible Russian swearing) ok.. I'm at my desk.. I can text you a number.. or I can have them meet you? What is happening?

Ana: Wait... Sasha... (sighs) Sasha... (muttering) Finally, yeah. I'm home and it's not for me. It's Kenzie... she's in trouble and I don't think she did anything... sort of, I don't know. Can you meet me here? Bring your references and we can go over things. (pause) I-If you don't want to help, I understand.

Sasha: Kenzie? what kind of.. you know what.. it does not matter.. Yes.. I can meet you there.. I'll bring my contacts and such.. (pause) Ana.. why would I not want to help? (pause) You love her.. she is yours.. I will grab clothes and be there as soon as I can.. do you.. do you need me to bring you anything?

Ana: I... yeah, I just haven't been treating you as nicely as I should at times. Bring what? I.. Just bring some whiskey, okay? I need to clear my head.

Sasha: (laughing) Ana.. you treat me how you treat me.. I've not asked for special treatment.. I will bring whiskey.. see you soon.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Call @Sasha

Ana: Sasha? I-uh, I need some help and I think you're the only person who knows how.

Sasha: If it wasn't for how you sound I would say it was sex.. what's the matter? Mackenzie.. she said you were away for days.. Does she want the pills now?

Ana: What...? Pills.. I-(pause) No... You have a good lawyer right?

Sasha: A lawyer? Yeah I have a few... wait... you need a lawyer? Is this cause of the thing that day? (rustling noise) Hang on.. where are you? Home? (unintelligible Russian swearing) ok.. I'm at my desk.. I can text you a number.. or I can have them meet you? What is happening?

Ana: Wait... Sasha... (sighs) Sasha... (muttering) Finally, yeah. I'm home and it's not for me. It's Kenzie... she's in trouble and I don't think she did anything... sort of, I don't know. Can you meet me here? Bring your references and we can go over things. (pause) I-If you don't want to help, I understand.

Sasha: Kenzie? what kind of.. you know what.. it does not matter.. Yes.. I can meet you there.. I'll bring my contacts and such.. (pause) Ana.. why would I not want to help? (pause) You love her.. she is yours.. I will grab clothes and be there as soon as I can.. do you.. do you need me to bring you anything?

[anaglaringstare]

Restoration @Sasha

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

You’re mental and looking for an excuse to explode. Find a different one or it will be painful. Cause after I’m done with you.. well you know where I’ll go after that. Ana went silent. She had been silent since the security office called Sasha to pick her up. She was surprised he agreed. She was surprised that the woman behind the counter said he was on his way. Like he just dropped everything to come get her. Ana felt as if she disobeyed Mac…. not that she needed to know any of it. Cause after I’m done with you.. She was starting to hear his voice again. Ana was beginning to think she made a mistake. All of it was a mistake. Her leg started to shake up and down. Something Jayden would make her stop. Something Jayden would see as the beginning of a panic attack.

Ana closed her eyes and pressed the back of her head onto the wall. It wasn’t helping that the zip tie was digging into her wrist. Why couldn’t they remove it? Not like I’m being mental. Ana heard the door, half afraid that Connor was actually back. Her eyes slowly opened… Sasha was there. Neatly trimmed in a pressed outfit. Just like he left a board meeting. Her face fell pale and her leg shook even more. His eyes found hers and Ana swallowed. 

Sasha had left London after Liv and spent a week in Amsterdam. He hadn’t dared go to Berlin and see the destruction. His time there wasn’t his normal routine which worried his housekeeper but he assured her he was alright. On the seventh day he was back on a plane to London. He had some things he wanted to do with the club and since Oliver was enjoying the cold in Russia, it was up to him. At least he didn’t need to be entirely sober this go around. No real meetings to be had with old men. He also didn’t need to see his sister which was always a bonus. She was in Colombia this week. He was being driven to his apartment when his phone registered an unknown number. He handed the phone over to one of his security team. When he heard Ana’s name, he took it back.

He was surprised at the call and the reason but he agreed to go pick her up. His driver looked up when he shouted the address and told him to drive. The guard sitting next to him was balking and Sasha quieted him with a look. When they arrived at the building, he barely let the car stop before jumping out causing his guard to curse and hurry after him. He was pointed in the right direction. Sasha walked in and spotted her. Their eyes met and he didn’t care for what he saw. He walked over to her as someone asked if they could help him. He barely glanced at the man as he grabbed a pair of scissors from a desk, not stopping his stride. “Aleksandr Vasiliev.. you phoned me to pick up Ana.” He stopped next to her and snipped the zip tie off her wrist, tossing the tool on the ground. He knelt in front of her, taking her wrist in his hands, looking at the mark. “Are you ok?” She looked tired and he had the sudden urge to hurt someone. Thankfully his own security was now interceding with the guard and handing them his card. He touched Ana’s cheek. “Let’s get out of here ok?”

Ana watched the action ensue. Scissors were in Sasha’s hand. The zip tie was off her wrist. His hands were in hers as they inspected the light red mark. “Are you ok?” Ana looked down at him and nodded. She hadn’t realized how much she had missed him until their eyes met. She felt dirty though. He was a dirty little secret. Ana felt something. Whatever it was, didn’t mean good news for Mac. Truthfully, Ana would’ve never told Mac she had run into him again, now she felt the need to always tell her. “Let’s get out of here ok?” She nodded again. Ana wanted to stay in that second of comfort. His hand on her cheek and Ana’s eyes on his. Just a mere second, she felt safe. She followed him out. Whatever his team had said to the woman made her silent. Ana didn’t need to sign anything. She expected some sort of form like Connor had to sign.

Sasha opened the car door for her and Ana hopped in. She buckled the seat belt and felt the car move. Sasha was right next to her. He was quiet. She was quiet. He probably didn’t want to have too private of a conversation in front of anyone. “Can we go to your place?” Ana spoke up and bit on her bottom lip. She felt stupid. It was stupid. Messing with Connor when he had more than his ego to show for it… stupid. Sasha said something in Russian and the car began heading in the right direction. There were questions and Sasha more likely had questions. She knew he would ask. He wasn’t one to hold back and Ana knew that. He knew that. It was no more than ten minutes before they were at his place and parking the car. Sasha left the car first and Ana was helped next. She pulled her back over her shoulder and reached for Sasha’s extended hand. 

His heart felt heavy. He was delighted in seeing her but Ana looked frightened even if she nodded that she was ok. He stood up and gave her his hand. They walked out of the building without so much as a glance at the people in there. His security could handle anything. He tried keeping his calm as he helped her into the car. His guard sat next to the driver to give them more room in the back. They were both silent. He wanted to ask what had happened but the look on her face told him to take a moment. She asked about going to his place and he ordered the driver to proceed. Nothing else was said on the drive there. Not by them, not by the men in the front. His guard had seen her tied to the chair and knew what it would do to Sasha, knew his reaction. There were no need for words. He texted ahead and let the others know the situation.

The driver pulled into the underground garage and Sasha stepped out of the vehicle first. He helped Ana get out and gave a nod to his security and driver. They would wait for the second elevator to give him and Ana privacy. The building was secure. The rest of the team was already in the building and making sure the apartment was neat and orderly. The elevator came and he let her board first. Once the doors closed, he pulled her into his arms and held on to her. He probably should have asked Ana if it was alright with her but he didn’t really care. “Are you really ok? No lies..” His arms held on to her tightly and he could feel his own heart beating faster. He kissed her temple. “What happened? Why..” He was trying not to ask every question in his head at once. He pulled back and framed her face with his hands. His eyes scanned her face. Her eyes. How he missed them. But he saw lines of worry. “Tell me if you’re ok.. do you need a doctor? Did they hurt you? Why the tie? You’re tiny.. what could you have possibly done to..” He was getting angry at them. He wanted to march back to that building and have more than words with whomever was in charge.

She boarded the elevator first and watched him walk in. Instead of any question, she was pulled into a hug and it caught her off guard. Ana eventually wrapped her arms lightly around him. Hell, contact like this was only for Mac. Ana could smell his cologne. “Are you really ok? No lies.” He kissed her temple. Ana closed her eyes and breathed him in. His arms were much larger. His heart beat much heavier. “It was a stupid altercation with someone I’m not fond of.” She sounded half robotic but it was true. “What happened? Why…”

Why? She hated the fucker. He brought too much to the table. He was an absolute monster in Ana’s head. He looked at her face, Ana wasn’t necessarily upset. She wasn’t scared of anything at the moment. She was.. defeated. He put her in her place. Check mate, you’re done. “I’m okay. I wasn’t hurt.” He looked into her eyes again and made sure they weren’t lying. “I’m not hurt.” She repeated and gave him an even more stern look. If she insulted and hurt Connor enough, he would’ve attacked. If only.

The doors opened and Ana pulled away to walk out first. His home was the same. Clean. Modern. Warm. Ana rubbed the back of her head and leaned her back against the wall and stared at him. He was walking closer. “I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have called you.” She laughed under her breath. “I told you I didn’t… I couldn’t see you and I was… bold about it.” Ana sighed and saw him even closer. So much closer. She felt her skin rise in chills. “I hit someone.” Ana looked down and sighed quietly. “I hit someone that I absolutely hate and I was stopped before I could possibly tear his face off.” She knew this would be the moment she told him everything. Why she told him no… why she said this and that. Ana wanted a drink already.

“An altercation?” Her voice was faraway. He didn’t like the sound of it. He liked the fire in her and right now she wasn’t on fire. Ana repeated that she was ok and unhurt. Her eyes were hard but still he saw the softness. The doors opened and she walked out of the car and into his apartment. He followed her and was already doing away with his coat. He tossed it on the back of the couch and began rolling his sleeves as he walked to her. Her back was to the wall and she still looked tired. Something was amiss. But she was right here with him and he was happy about that. She was already retreating and apologizing about calling him. He shrugged as he closed the distance. “Don’t be.. I told you you could count on me yes?” He smiled as she continued to talk. He could hear the laughter, the nerves in her voice. “You are always bold.” She averted her eyes and told him what she’d done. He only stopped moving when he was right in front of her.

“So you hit someone.. someone you hate.. enough to tear his face off?” He repeated it and tried to keep a straight face. He put his fingers under her chin and got her to look at him. There was a smile on his lips. “Was this person a midget?” He was trying to keep the humor in his tone. The look in her eyes still told him how serious she was, how much she felt towards this person. “I don’t care that you said you couldn’t see me.. I’m glad you called..” His hand stroked her cheek as his eyes roamed her face. Her eyes, her lips. “The idea of you being alone there.. unpleasant.. where is Mackenzie?” He was curious as to why he had been called but in the end it wouldn’t matter. He would always answer her calls even if she pushed him away after. “Tearing someone’s face off.. messy.. blegh.” He made a noise and hoped to make her laugh. God he wanted to kiss her.

His mind went back to how she’d sat there like a criminal. He wasn’t thrilled with that memory. “You hit him hard?” He lifted her hand and looked at it but did not see a mark. He took her other hand and noticed that at some moment, both of her hands had been bound, not just one. He rubbed at the marks. “Hopefully you hit him hard. Who is this person?”

“I don’t care that you said you couldn’t see me.. I’m glad you called..” Ana felt his hand on her cheek again. It was soft. “The idea of you being alone there.. unpleasant.. where is Mackenzie?” Ana shook her head. “I didn’t want to get her involved… or worried… she worries.” Ana swallowed and saw his eyes travel down to her lips. She did the same. It made her feel angry that the lust was still there. Ana managed a smile at his joke. Nothing long lasting, but enough to make him lighten the situation. “You hit him hard?” Ana felt his hands traveling along hers and trying to find the marks. “Yeah.” She had almost forgotten how she did it. An elbow. Something Mac had taught her. Not on purpose either. “Hopefully you hit him hard. Who is this person?” Ana let her eyes watch his thumbs kneading in her wrist. It felt nice. It felt calm. “Someone who fucked with my roommates head once. Then with me. Then everyone. Mac hates him even more. They have some history. A winding web.”

Ana looked at his eyes and saw him still looking for some mark. “I elbowed him. I figured he would start fucking with me and I hit him… In the face.” Ana licked her bottom lip and pulled her hands away from his. She didn’t need to be coddled. Ana wasn’t hurt at all. Maybe her ego was bruised, but this was it. “It wasn’t a great feeling. Not being in there and looking crazy.” She didn’t want to get into it more. Sasha seemed more preoccupied with her lips. Ana felt her heart beating even harder. There was an unfathomable lust sitting beneath her skin. She wanted to touch his face and hair. She wanted to stop the tingling feeling from the bars between her nipples.

“I’m sorry if I interrupted your day. I can leave. I should leave.” Yes. Remember you were buying Mac a gift? Remember? Yeah. “I can’t… string you along.” I wonder if he got snipped… Shut up. You are not thinking about that. “I can’t… be here. I took advantage of you, by calling. I knew you would come.” 

She didn’t want her girlfriend involved because she worried. There was some understanding to that. She explained a bit more and got a direct picture as to why she didn’t want her involved. “She hates him more.. hmm..” Right now he wasn’t particularly fond of this man and he didn’t know his name. She hadn’t mentioned it on purpose. He would ask her again in a little while. “Winding webs can be dangerous.” His smile lit up when she said she elbowed him in the face but then she pulled her hands away. Sasha sighed. He didn’t want to stop touching Ana. He shook his head. “You did not such thing.. I had it penciled in.. stop by and rescue damsel.” He laughed a little to let her know he was kidding. She was doing a bad job of trying to leave. He looked at the wall behind her and then at her.

“No invisibility power.. you can’t walk through that.” He took her hand in his again. He let himself feel her fingers. “Good you didn’t hit him with your fist. You might have broken something.” He’d heard the excuse about stringing him along. Placing her hand against his chest he spoke. “Ana..” He put a finger against her lips. “Stop.” His thumb touched her lips then. “I’m a big boy.” He stepped even closer so only her hand separated their chests. “You did not take advantage.. I said to call yes? If you needed me.. No interruption to my day.. No taking advantage.. definitely not stringing me along.” He could feel his temperature rising as he stood against her. “No one knows you’re here.. so.. why can’t you be here?” He moved his thumb away from her mouth and his face was hovering against hers. He could feel her breath against his lips. His hand moved to her waist. “I don’t want you to leave…”

He pressed against her. While he wasn’t as excited as he could be, he was definitely waking up. Part of him knew it was probably rude but he couldn’t help himself. From the moment he set eyes on her, he wanted her. Today it was to protect her first. Now that was taken care of, he had other wants in mind. “We can eat lunch… have some wine.. maybe..” He kissed her slowly, tentatively.

“Stop.” She did. Ana felt his thumb. “I’m a big boy.” God, he was so close. “You did not take advantage.. I said to call yes? If you needed me.. No interruption to my day.. No taking advantage.. definitely not stringing me along.” Ana was being pushed into the wall more. He was warm. He was touching her. Ana’s eyes had dulled and watched him closely. They eventually closed when his lips were a sliver away. Ana held her breath. “I don’t want you to leave…” His hand touched her waist. His hips pressed into hers. Ana finally had to breathe. “We can eat lunch… have some wine… maybe…” She breathed him in and her hands touched his jaw. Sasha’s hair was in her hand and she gripped. His tongue was in her mouth. His body was heavily pressed against hers.

Ana got lost in a moment. Weakness. Lust. Loss of control. She knew if she didn’t stop him now, this would never end. Ana would never find her way home. She would fuck up all over again. Her fingers unbuckled his belt and ripped it off him. Buttons threaded through her fingers and his dress shirt was off, nearly ripping the buttons with it. Their breath was mixed and Ana finally gained consciousness again. Her hand gripped his jaw and pulled him back. She was breathing… heavy, yes, but not panicked. “I don’t..” She could feel chills running along the back of her neck. “Sasha…” Ana took a slow breath in and eventually let her hand fall from his jaw to his chest. Shirtless with dress pants.

She moved away from him and paused the minute she took a short step away. Ana breathed and continued taking her steps. One after another. She made her way into his dark bedroom and paused in the middle of the room. Behind her, footsteps appeared. Sasha was there, right in the doorway. Ana saw his shadow until the door was shut. She eventually turned around and sat on the edge of his bed. Ana touched her lips and let her hand grip over her mouth lightly. I’m happy. I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t be sitting here… looking at him… watching him walk to me.

She touched him and it set off sparks. He kissed her hungrily. One hand firmly holding her waist, the other traveling from her face to her neck, to her chest. He palmed her breast as her hand undid his buckle. His cock was harder by the second. He tasted her mouth, drank her in. His fingers finding their way under her shirt as she tugged at his. The softness of her skin made him growl into the kiss. His shirt fell to the ground, probably useless now. How he wanted her, this. Ana wanted him. Her touch told him so. She stopped him and he let himself be stopped. His eyes tried focusing on her. The need and desire in them eclipsed everything. Her fingers touched his bare chest. She stepped away and he wondered if she would run. Would he stop her? Should he stop her? His mind was saying yes he should and would. She couldn’t deny this.

When she started walking towards the bedroom, he followed, kicking his shoes as he went. He pulled off his socks before entering behind her and shutting the door. Ana’s hand covered her mouth. He could feel her eyes on him. Sasha licked at his lips and left the lights off. He wanted to see her in the light but he knew that right now she was debating what to do. Even with the door closed, he could see she was wavering in her decision to come in here. He undid the button on his slack and the zipper as he got closer and then discarded the trousers. Standing in front of her with nothing but his briefs, he took her hands and put them against his lower stomach. He closed his eyes a second, imagining her taking them off him and placing her mouth over his cock. He swallowed hard and opened his eyes.

Sasha pulled her to her feet slowly, giving her every chance to run away, to change her mind. He didn’t ask, didn’t speak. He lifted her shirt over her head and tossed it to the ground. Her breasts still hidden behind her bra. He caressed them while keeping his eyes on hers. His hand slipped down and began undoing her jeans. He went slowly and somewhat gently. While he was starved for her, he didn’t want to scare her off. If she chose to leave, so be it. But he would not frighten her. After the jeans were pushed to her ankles, he brought a hand to his mouth and licked his fingers, then he slipped it beneath the waistband of her underwear and began touching her lips.

Ana’s eyes stared at him as he moved forward. His pants were discarded on the ground and his hands touched hers. No longer on her mouth. She felt his lower stomach. Ana swallowed and stared at his toned stature. She knew what he wanted…. Ana could see the fire in his eyes. She was pulled to her feet and Ana stared at him. Sasha’s hands went to her shirt and pulled it over her head. Ana didn’t stop him. His eyes were dangerous. She took a deeper breath in while his hands massaged over her bra. His eyes were growing more and more lustful by the second. Ana kept her eyes on him. His hands wandered and unbuttoned her pants, taking the zipper down with it. They were pulled down passed her hips and finally to the ground. Ana was being stripped layer by layer.

She watched his hand move up to his face once more. His lips between his fingers and then soon inside her. Ana’s breath hitched. He hadn’t asked, which didn’t matter. He hadn’t hesitated. The cool feeling washed over her as she leaned closer and kissed his lips. Ana’s hands rounded the back of his neck. His hand slid along her again. Ana gasped along his lips and let them dip onto his bed. The comforter fluffed around them and settled behind their bodies. “I shouldn–” She cut herself off with a moan against his lips. He wasn’t holding back. She wasn’t either. “Sasha… I can’t..” Ana mumbled, still kissing him with as much fever as he was. Why stop? Ana could feel his weight falling heavier on her hips.

Ana remembered what it was like to fuck him… to feel things. To feel a lot at once… to make him feel even more. Ana moaned again. “Fuck…” She felt his fingers slide inside her even more. She was dripping wet. Her heart pounded even harder. 

His hand touched her lips then he slipped a finger between them, along her clit. He pushed it inside her and let out a small moan when he felt how warm she was. Ana was wet for him. Her mouth was on his and he kissed her with passion. He wanted to tell her how often he thought of her. How often he wanted her under him, above him. Every room in this apartment now reminded him of her. They fell back on to the bed and he could finally feel her body under him. She was trying to say she shouldn’t.. Sasha didn’t stop. As long as she was kissing him and pulling at him, then he would take it as a sign to go on.

He fingered her slowly but now moved his thumb against her clit. He could feel it throbbing and everything getting wetter. He kissed her lips, her jaw when she allowed. But she was taking him with her lips as much as he was taking him. He situated himself between her legs as she said she couldn’t but didn’t push him off, didn’t say no. His cock pressed against her hip bone and he groaned into the fresh kiss. He began fingering her a little harder. When she cursed, he took it as a good thing. His mouth moved to her neck and he kissed and licked. He used his free hand to pull down her bra. He rolled and tugged at her nipples. The bars making him ache to lick at them.

“I want you.” He managed to say it against her throat. His mouth moved to her shoulder and back up to her neck. He swore under his breath and pulled his finger out of her, his hand outside from her panties. He moved and pulled them off her while at the same time pushing his briefs down. 

Ana knew what this meant. She definitely knew that she needed to make a decision and fast. Do this. Go home. His hardened member pressed onto her. Ana felt her stomach dropping. His fingers didn’t let up. They moved faster. The hit her harder. His lips touched her neck. Ana could feel his tongue. Warm. Wet. Her back arched up against him and she gripped even harder on his shoulder. “I want you.” Ana didn’t have anything to say. No words were coming from her lips. Just panting. His fingers were gone and Ana opened her eyes and watched him. His hands pulled her panties off. She was warm. She was even more wet. His briefs were down and Ana was half propped up, staring at him. She didn’t think to ask about protection. Hell, they never did before. He said things about being snipped before. Not like he needed to with her out of the picture anyway.

She felt his lips on hers again. His hips pressing even further. Ana could feel his fingers touching her entrance and feeling around his cock. Before she could moan, he was pushing inside her. Ana’s hips rounded his and she closed her eyes tightly. She hadn’t felt this in awhile. It was a sharper pain than she was used to. It fell away fast. Ana barely cared when his lips were along her neck or touching her shoulder. Her hands gripped into his hair and behind his neck. His hips pushed harder against hers as she started to pant out loud. Uncontrollable lust. Ana had felt this. Yes, plenty of times with Mac, but hell if this wasn’t a strong urge now. “Harder.” She grunted and let her teeth fall to his muscular shoulder.

Ana bit harder. Even harder. She panted even more. Ana wanted to take control, but not as much as she wanted to let go. She wanted him to take all control. Yes, they were sober, but it didn’t mean that she couldn’t enjoy it. “Harder, please.” 

Sasha should have stopped. He should have put on a condom. He had gotten the surgery but they advised to wear a condom for two months after. But it wasn’t set in stone that he needed to. And that would have taken time away from this moment. He felt her wetness with his fingers and aligned himself. God she was tight. But she took him in with a thrust of his hips. He grunted at how wet and warm she felt. He began kissing Ana’s neck once more. He couldn’t stop. He needed to kiss her. He needed to taste her.

The salt on her skin was what he craved. Her hands were on his back, his shoulders. Her fingers dug through his hair. He thrust in and out of her. He was a mix of sounds but no words. She had a word before she bit into him. He hissed. He ran his own teeth along her neck and remembered the bite before. How he’d pierced her skin. She said the word again but added something that made him pull back if only to look at her face. He scanned Ana’s eyes as he loved the deep brown almost black hue they changed into. He braced his arms on the bed and started fucking her hard.

His mouth wanted her skin but his eyes needed hers. He hadn’t expected the please. He could feel her hips against his as he drove himself all the way in. Her pussy gripped him. He leaned in and kissed her. “Use your nails. Scratch at my back.” He was feeling light sweat at the base of his spine.

Sasha did as she asked. Ana shut her eyes tightly and let him pump even harder. She could feel him hitting deep inside her. Ana grunted even more, keeping up with his pace. Ana panted even harder. “Use your nails.” Ana wasn’t sure she even had any at the moment. “Scratch at my back.” She let her fingers dig into his back. They dragged down to his hips and pinned onto him. They repeated the same process. Ana wondered how long she could handle this. Completely sober and him fucking her this heavily. She didn’t want to make him stop. Ana scratched again… and again… and again. Until she needed to feel him pulsate against her even more. She kissed him instead. Ana moaned and listened to him grunt. She felt like she was in a different world.

This was his world now. Ana felt him moving her leg higher on his hip. She felt his lips on her neck. His lips on her shoulder. His hand firmly above her head and curled in the sheets. He needed to touch her more… maybe after he came. Maybe we could keep doing this. Not for days… just a couple of hours. We could do this. Ana gripped onto his shoulders and dug her nails in again. She tried to hook her legs around his hips, but couldn’t manage without his help. Sasha’s hand came to. Ana was grunting again, trying to keep up with him. He seemed to never run out of steam. It was odd. Maybe he would get tired. Maybe he wouldn’t even cum. Ana closed her eyes again and drifted her head back. 

Her nails were long but it would have to do. The motion, the sensation. He wanted her to claw at his back as hard as he fucked her. She panted as he grunted. It was the only spoken sounds. And they weren’t really spoken. When she kissed him, it made his eyes roll into the back of his head. He hadn’t noticed that they weren’t on anything until now. The realization was short lived but it was there. No alcohol, no drugs. He swallowed. She dug into his shoulders and he wanted more. He wasn’t ready to cum, not yet. Sasha bit Ana’s bottom lip lightly and pulled away. His mouth moved down. He ached to suck on her tits but decided he needed something else first. There was only the slightest hesitation before he pulled out. His balls practically screamed at him but he didn’t care. Ana made a noise in her throat at the surprise lack of him. It made him smile.

Instead, he moved his head down, between her legs. He could smell her and he closed his eyes as he took in her scent. His mouth watering in an instant. He kissed her lower stomach and kept going. There was no time for real softness. This wasn’t about romance. This was about hunger. His lips met hers and his tongue parted them. The sweet taste of her flooded his mouth. His hands on her thighs, pushing them further apart. He licked and sucked greedily. It had been too long since his last taste. His last taste which was supposed to have been the actual last time. He moaned against her clit and buried his mouth against her. He licked, kissed, nuzzled and teased. One of his hands found its way up to her breasts. Toying with the bars, tugging and palming. Groping. There wasn’t much finesse. Not this go around. His other hand slipped off her thigh and his fingers found her entrance.

Sasha slipped one inside her then a second. Ana arched her back at the pressure inside her. He was fingering her as his tongue drew against her clit, up her lips. He groaned at how wet she was. He could hear his fingers as they made their way in and out. Her scent was on him now. He closed his eyes and let himself float into it, into her. His cock wasn’t thrilled at the lack of friction but he was satiating a deeper need than a simple orgasm.

Her lips were cold… Her body as well. Sasha had moved and Ana barely registered his lips were traveling down her body. Sloppy. Wet. Warm. Ana felt her legs push apart and soon slide over Sasha’s shoulders. She felt his tongue and Ana’s entire world fell around her. The sound she made floated into the air. Her hips pushed against his lips and she started to pant again. Ana wanted to dig into his shoulders, maybe tug harder on the back of his hair. Instead, they shifted and twisted into the sheets above her. His hands were large. Ana felt them slide up her body and grip onto her breasts. They hardened quickly. His fingers tugged on the bars. Ana moaned again. A shot of pleasure slid down her stomach and burned between her legs.

She could feel his finger. Then another. Her hands gripped even harder on the sheets. It wasn’t enough. Her hand found the back of his head and she pressed on the back of it. She felt his lips against her clit, but she needed more pressure. “Oh my god…” She felt her body shaking and wanting to close herself off. Her legs wrapped behind his shoulders. His fingers moved deeper and with a faster rush of motion. Her body reacted as it should. An intense orgasm. One right out of nowhere. Ana’s hand gripped onto his head and her body fluttered from her stomach outward. Her eyes rolled back and she felt her toes curling against his skin.

Ana didn’t swear, but she moaned. Into her arm. Against the sheets. A full rush of energy spread through her body. An adrenaline rush. Something she didn’t expect either. “Hey.. Hey, hey, hey hang on…” Ana felt his lips move form her clit and his fingers. She needed a moment. A very quiet moment. She laughed. Natural chemicals flooding from her brain to her pleasured body. 

Sasha felt her legs, the tension in them. Her fingers griped the back of his head and he continued to lick and suck as hard as he could. His own fingers moving in and out of her harder, curling, pressing. Her clit swollen and throbbing against his tongue. A fresh wave of wetness. Without warning, he could feel her cunt gripping him. She was orgasming. He licked a little faster to match her rhythm. Her legs gripped his head and he smiled. He was happy he could do this to her. She stopped him from continuing. It was a small request. He pulled away and kissed her inner thigh as he retracted his fingers.

He put them in his mouth and sucked them clean. He began to kiss his way slowly up her body. His cock was hard and dripping. His balls were reminding him that he wasn’t close to cumming. His body covered hers. She felt incredible. Soft. Her laugh brought his out. He kissed her breasts. The curves of them, her still erect nipples which were sensitive given her reaction. He kissed her shoulders. “That was good.” He didn’t elaborate. Ana had wanted to run. But it wasn’t a real want. Not if she’d come in here.

He thought of her as such a mystery. She didn’t give into herself from what he could tell. Ana seemed to hold back. He wrapped his arms around her as he slipped to her side. His cock poked at her side and he laughed. She had such an effect on him. He loved women but she was something else.

She laughed even more. The tickle of his facial hair on her chest and body. She was still shivering under him, through each kiss and giggle from his lips. “That was good.” Such a way with words. His arms were around her, she knew how warm she was by how cold his skin was against hers. His cock was right up against her leg. Ana was still climbing down her high latter. She wanted to continue. Ana wanted to feel him inside her and all over her. Her body turned toward his and she met his lips. Ana felt her bars against his bare chest. She felt her body consumed by his arms and breath. Their lips touched slowly, his body groaned with anticipation. Ana was still new to all of it. She didn’t know where to put her hands necessarily.

They expected to find a set of lips between his legs. They expected a lot more, but she continued to keep her hands along his neck. Ana felt his heart pounding against his neck. Boom. Boom. Boom. She felt their tongues lining each other. Their bodies linking as one. Ana wanted to climb over him. Take his lips with hers. Fuck until she couldn’t walk. Instead, her hands skimmed down his stomach. Finding every muscled ridge here and there. They were kissing. Unable to stop. Ana’s hands found his member and felt how wet it was. Then how wet she was. How could she stop and ask if this was okay if she couldn’t breathe?

“Look at me.” Ana breathed out and felt her eyes lazily open to search for his. Once his eyes made the connection, Ana licked her bottom lip and helped him between her legs. She couldn’t say she was ready, but she did it anyway. The angle would make him move slowly, until he had to take control.  For a moment, she couldn’t breathe. Not in a bad way. The gasp was slow and she finally took a breath in. “There…” Ana huffed and slowly kissed him again. 

She kissed him and he moaned into it as she tuned into him. The differences in their size was welcome. She touched his neck as he touched her body everywhere. Their lips kept at each other. He cupped her ass, squeezing. The metal on her breasts was no longer cool. She actually felt warmer than him. She surprised him when her hand moved down. It was like she was mapping him out. It reminded him of a sculptor, molding clay. It kept moving down and he found himself in her hand. He groaned. She moved her hand between them. He wanted her to keep touching. To grip and squeeze until he ached.

When Ana asked him to look at her, he did. His eyes took hers in. Another surprise when she started guiding his cock into her. He shifted and let her take him in. She was still wet so he would go in. But she was still tight. He watched her face. How she reacted to his size, to his length. He smiled when Ana had gotten him in. “There.” He repeated before they kissed. He moved his hips. He couldn’t pump hard. But his cock and balls were happier.

He kept touching her, sliding his hand up and down her back. “Beautiful.” His hand found her lower back and held her there. He licked at her lips. He used his hand to hold her to him as he flipped on his back. He helped move her to straddle him. Ana was taking him in more and he saw the look in her face.

Their lips tasted each other as if their breath was lifeblood. His hips moved into her, slow but eventually a heavier thrust. As best as he could do at this angle. It was slow and dreamy. His hands moved up her back and she could feel the trail of tingles along her skin. “There…” She moaned against his lips again. “Beautiful.” Sasha’s sturdy hand touched her lower back. He moved them slowly until she was on top of him. His cock dug deeper and she closed her eyes as they kissed. Whimpers pressed against his lips from her vocals. Ana’s hands gripped against his chest, her short nails digging in as best as they could go. She had to be slow. The initial feeling of his cock against her tight walls made her breathless. His hands still lay at her hips, squeezing her rear every now and then. Ana didn’t know if there was pain still there. The bruises were fading. The tenderness felt gone at the moment.

Ana made him sit up by the tug on her hands on his shoulders. His chest met hers, right in the middle. She gasped, feeling him go as deep as he could. That was it. The furthest. Ana’s head pressed against his. Her hands skimming between the locks of his hair and behind his neck. Ana’s teeth chattered. She knew she shouldn’t have been here. This moment was a loss of control. Ana loved it. Her hips rotated and legs momentarily let her slid up and down on his cock. Ana kept her close. She wanted to feel close… safe. She wanted to know she wasn’t crazy for feeling as angry as she did.

“Take me.” Ana whispered and felt the grip on the back of his neck grow tighter. “Fuck me… cum harder than any other time before.” Her teeth still chattered. She could feel every inch of him moving in and out of her. She kissed his lips with a deeper hunger. She wanted to see him lose control for once. She wanted to see things from the outside. 

Ana was whimpering. Her hands dug into his muscles. Small bits of pain at the use of her nails. When she pulled at him, he sat up. Their chests pressed against each other. The feeling of her inside her made her utter another sound. He took her in. Every sound. Every touch. She moved up and down on his cock and he pressed up with his hips to meet her movements. Her fingers gripped his neck harder and she told him what to do. It was a shift. Not long ago she wanted to run, to excuse her way out of his arms. Now she wanted him to take her. Roughly by his definition.

Sasha didn’t question it. She was sober as was he. She was making a choice. He still had a ways to go before he came even if she was driving him insane just being here in his bed. He wrapped one arm around her waist and placed the other hand on her neck. He didn’t squeeze. There was no need to. She was giving him control. He kept his eyes on hers as he began pumping. At this angle she had all the power. He kissed her and flipped her on her back, him on top without slipping out.

He positioned her legs around his waist as he braced himself. Sasha began bucking his hips harder. His movements allowed him to slip halfway in and out of her. He grunted as he hit the deepest part of her with force. His balls slapped against her. Why it mattered to him to do as she asked, he wasn’t sure. But it made the difference for him. There was a connection for him with Ana. He wanted to see her fire, her ache. He wanted to drink every bit of passion that she could spare for him. That she allowed to escape her cloistered soul. He began swearing in German as he dipped his head down and kissed her lips.

His hips bumped into hers. Heavier and heavier. Ana closed her eyes and gripped onto him tighter. Soon, she was on her back. Ana was gasping as he was taking control. There was always a line… some sort of line that Ana nearly crossed when in these moments. When letting someone take her like this. She wanted to be hurt. She wanted to feel worthless and useless. No, she’d never expect anyone else to understand that. She knew it was a problem. She knew Jayden would tell her this was what therapy was for. This was why she had gone in the first place. Daddy issues. More than one. “Mach weiter.“ She grunted against him and felt his lips against hers.

Ana gripped the back of his head and felt his hips slapping against hers even more. His testicles doing the same. Sasha wasn’t one to cum easily. He was lucky that he knew how to work Ana’s body. He paid attention to the right places. His tongue especially knew the right places. “Scheiße.” Ana grunted and bit on his bottom lip. He grunted too. Something woke inside him with her teeth sinking into his flesh. “Keep… going….” She panted and felt her body moving underneath him. His muscles contracted. His veins pumped blood from his heart to his cock.

She hooked her legs behind him to gain a little more recoil. It caused her breath to collapse. Nothing but pants and barely a noise from her lips to his. Another moan left her lips. Ana pulled away from his kiss to breathe. 

The way they kissed made him hungrier. She was grunting German at him and he loved that. She was holding on to him. When she bit into his bottom lip after swearing, he groaned. One hand moved to her breasts. He pinched and tugged. He groped. He hadn’t been gentle but now he was going at her harder. His body tensed and he wanted to literally rip into her. Their mouths messy against the other. Hunger, lust. They were a painting. Tongues acting like paintbrushes. The sweat and other fluids the paint. Their bodies the canvas.

He reached one hand between them and teased her clit. His fingers came away wet. He pulled his mouth away from hers and smeared his fingers over her lips before kissing her again. Sasha closed his eyes a moment. Concentrating. She wanted him to cum. He wanted to enjoy her. The renewed taste of her in their kiss was a good start. Playing her words over and over in his head. He was moaning. His balls feeling a building pressure.

“Schlage mein Gesicht.” He wanted her anger. Ana had been upset at the building. He wanted that unspent emotion poured on him. He kissed her again and started playing with her clit once more. He rubbed it hard, in circles. He could feel the force of his thrusts pushing his hand against the throb between her lips. He wondered how much pain she enjoyed then pushed that thought away. 

“Fuck off…” She groaned in pleasure. Ana tried not to laugh but she did once she felt his fingers touching her clit. Not just touching, but playing, pressing, pinching. Her jaw slacked and her kisses grew distracted. Soon she could taste herself. She could taste him. His lips on hers once more. Ana closed her eyes and gripped onto his shoulder even harder. He wasn’t letting up. His pumping kept at an even rhythm. She could feel her breasts bouncing with each thrust. Sasha was letting it hit him, if not just a little. She heard his moans. Such an unfamiliar noise. It only brought her back to their first time… and second… and third… Her fingers ground into his flesh. “Schlage mein Gesicht.” Ana barely heard him. Instead, she was being played with once more. Harder. She felt like an idiot for not hearing his words. “Say it again.” Ana panted and needed to put her teeth somewhere.

They found his shoulder. Merely a grip for now. She was grunting with him, but listened again. “Schlage mein Gesicht.” Was she hearing him right? Down to the bone, hit me. Not just hit me, but hit my face. Ana felt her teeth digging in his shoulder. She opted to grip the back of his hair and pull his head. Their eyes met, they struggled to meet mostly. Ana couldn’t focus enough with the fast movement and his fingers touching her clit recklessly. “I don’t…. wanna hit you.” She panted, trying to gather her thoughts. Ana’s jaw dropped and her eyes closed. Her body was reacting, but not in a climax way. It almost felt numbing. All along her lower half, now her lips.

“Mich. Verletze mich stattdessen.” Ana moved her hand from his hair to his throat. She felt his pulse again. With each pump, his heart followed. Ana’s nails touched his skin even deeper. “Zwang mich, zurück zu schlagen,” She let her teeth sink into his jaw as she squeezed even harder on his neck.

Ana hadn’t heard him the first time and he’d had to repeat himself. Her teeth were barely in his shoulder. It tickled more than anything. But she pulled on the back of his head. Still not enough. She bit a little more as he waited for the slap but it didn’t happen. She said she didn’t want to hit him. He was looking at her as she closed her eyes. Instead she asked to be hurt instead. A flash of memory from the last encounter reminded him that he was missing something. But it was gone in a thrust. She was digging in her nails and spoke again. He felt her teeth that time and her hand on his throat.

He recalled asking her to choke him that first time. He could feel the sweat on their bodies. One thrust, a second one. Pulling his hand away from her clit, Sasha slapped her hand away from his throat. Ana wasn’t holding on as hard as she likely could have. It didn’t take a lot of force to dislodge her hand. He watched her reaction as his hand grabbed her face.

“Schlage mich Ana.” His eyes focused on her. His fingers dug into her jaw. He hoped not enough to leave marks but it wasn’t a huge concern. He was barely using his strength. “Wie willst du verletzt werden?” A small voice in the back of his head tried making a fuss but he didn’t care, didn’t listen. They weren’t using, weren’t drinking. It wasn’t like before. 

His thrusts started to burn between her legs. Ana was trying to listen and understand. It took longer than expected. “Schlage mich Ana.” He asked again. His hands pinned into her jaw as he looked at her. Ana swallowed and looked at him with heavier breaths. She shook her head at him, as best as she could. “Wie willst du verletzt werden?” Finally, it was what she had asked. She felt him pumping into her without stopping. Ana took a moment. She closed her eyes. She felt him enter and exit her quickly. More force. “Mein Gesicht.” She panted and gripped onto his hair again. His eyes were glued to hers.

The movement came to a slow. Not enough to make her stop panting. Not enough to halt the moment, but enough for him to hear her. “Beiß mich.” She grunted at him and gripped his hair even more. She pulled back to move him and she ginned before she pressed a sloppy kiss against his cheek. “Schlage mein Gesicht.” She repeated what he said first, but implied to to herself. She wanted him to hit her. “Schlage meinen arsch.” She kissed him and let her tongue slide along his. Sasha’s thrusts stopped. He was focused on her words and movements. “Nimm mich. Nimm mich so an, wie du es immer wolltest.” Ana whispered into his ear and pulled his head to the side so her teeth could sink into his neck. She felt the throbbing skin against her tongue and teeth. She wanted to feel his skin break. Ana wanted him to be at the edge of his pleasure. If Sasha could reach his limit, Ana could. She wanted to be pushed. 

Her breaths were even heavier pants now. She tried shaking her head no when he told her to him him. He was still fucking her as he waited for the answer to his question. He heard the words and understood them. He wasn’t sure why she wanted this. But she was asking. She wasn’t drunk. She wasn’t on drugs. His eyes were on hers and it was a true request. She wasn’t trying to play a game. Ana was kissing him, tasting his tongue as she expressed she wanted him to her her face, her ass. He stopped moving. He needed to know if he could do this to her. She needed to know.

Her teeth sunk into his neck seconds after she whispered for him to take her as he wanted. His eyes went dark. Pure lust, pain, desire. It was on the surface now. It was dripping from him. Sasha pushed her off his neck for a moment.He knew the movement caused a bit of a tear on his skin. But he couldn’t do as asked with her biting him. He pulled back and his hand struck her face, on the left side. It wasn’t as hard as he could. She didn’t need to have her jaw broken. She didn’t need to bleed. He imagined she wanted to feel the sting. The throbbing. He slapped her again same side as he completely slipped out of her.

Sasha turned her over and gave her ass a hard smack, then another. His hand stung then. His mind was going to a darker spot, a needier spot. He spread her ass cheeks and dipped his fingers in her cunt. “Nimm dich so, wie ich will.” Then he started coating her asshole as he pressed against her so she would understand.

Ana was pushed back onto the bed. She could taste iron on her teeth and tongue. His hand struck her face. Ana held her breath. She should’ve expected it but she didn’t. It was fast. Another hit. Ana felt the sting and the absence of him inside her. She was flipped easily. Ana closed her eyes and gripped her hands, she knew what he was going to do. A sharp slap on her ass. Another. Ana grunted and felt the sting along her entire body. The previous faded bruises would possibly have new ones if she kept it up. Mac would know. Oh god, Mac would know. She felt him spreading her open. Ana closed her eyes and felt his fingers. Deep inside her then along her other entrance. “I need more.” She breathed in. Ana’s voice shook. Last time they did this, she was fucked up. This time, Ana was scared. It was purely his own pleasure. Ana didn’t enjoy it before, but she couldn’t take back her word now.

“Lube. I need more lube.” Ana gripped the sheets and kept her eyes closed. She wondered if he would oblige. Instead she felt cold. He wasn’t there. A drawer shut and she heard a cap unplug. Ana sighed in relief. It would hurt a lot less if they did this. Her hands gripped onto the sheets again. Ana felt his fingers coating her. Cold. Warm. She felt his cock lining up to her entrance and she held her breath once more. His hands gripped onto her hip, forcing her up to her knees and hands. Ana grunted out through her teeth when she felt him entering her. She knew her cunt was tight, but this was even more for him.

She grunted again. Painful. No pleasure. She wondered how hard he would go. She wondered if he would strike her ass once more. Choke her even. Ana was starting to realize if it all came down to that, she wouldn’t be able to do this sober. “Ja, nimm, was du willst.”

Her voice came through before he could enter her. There was a tremor in her voice and the dull voice in his head told him to stop. She spoke again. He moved away without a word and grabbed the lubricant. He coated his cock then he set about using it on her. He knew they’d done this before. But he couldn’t recall if it had been a toy or his cock. There were drugs, alcohol. He needed to remember she wasn’t used to this. His mind thought about her and her girlfriend. Maybe they used a strap-on. He pushed his fingers inside her and felt how tight she was. Ana held her breath audibly as he placed his cock at her entrance.

He readjusted her body and pushed the head in. Sasha grunted as Ana did but for a different reason. The lube had been a good idea. He wouldn’t have been able to get more than his head in otherwise. He pushed his hips forward slowly. He cursed in Russian at how it felt. He had to be gentle. It was obvious how painful it would be if he wasn’t. For her mostly. He was halfway in when she spoke again. He looked at her back, her body. How she held on to the sheets.

He traced her spine from the base of her neck down. “Ich bin.” He pushed forward again, still trying to fit himself in completely. “Atmen Sie ein.” It took a couple of more pushes but he was finally all the way in. Her body was trembling beneath him. He slipped a hand under her torso and pulled her off her hands. Her back touching his front, the back of her thighs resting on his. He held Ana there, letting her body adjust to the pressure. “Braves Mädchen.” When he could feel her breathing evening out, he began to move his hips.

Ana focused on her breathing. Maybe this would change and she could end up enjoying it. Maybe she would end up hating it, but still wouldn’t make him stop. “Ich bin.” Ana held her breath again. She could feel his cock moving in and out. A different sensation. He was trying to get her used to it, but it was too foreign. “Atmen Sie ein.” She did. Her lungs filled and his cock filled her the same way. His fingers trickled up her spine and soon under her chest. She was lifted and leaning against his chest. Ana whimpered and felt him at a different angle now. He held her. She took a few seconds to stop holding her breath. Ana finally breathed again. “Braves Mädchen.” She took a deeper breath in again. She needed to remember to breathe. It relieved the pressure. It brought oxygen back to her body.

He moved his hips and Ana held her breath. Ana felt his lips near her ear. Ich bin. She wasn’t sure if he repeated the words or if she was thinking about it. Ana took more air in and felt him pumping into her at a more even pace. Was this what he liked? Was this his life? Fucking like this all the time? Ana closed her eyes and tried to focus. His hands found her chest, which was a nice change of pace, but his cock was causing more pressure on her lower half. “Fuck.” Ana grunted and closed her eyes tightly. Her hands gripped over his. She needed a distraction from the pressure. More pain. More something. “Beiß mich.” She nearly croaked her voice out. Ana felt his hips bucking against hers. “Beißen meine Schulter.” She grunted out and started to breathe even heavier. “Etwas tun.”

His hand went to her chest. She swore and grabbed his hands. Ana asked for something. He was moving his hips in a slow rhythm as he began kissing her neck, pinching her nipples. His teeth sunk into her shoulder seconds after she told him to do something. He bit and sucked on. A low growl came out of him. His hands gripped on to her breasts. The only thing gentle in his demeanor was how he was fucking her. And he was only gentle there because he would tear her in two if he went harder.

Sasha didn’t mind giving out or receiving pain. He also didn’t mind a little blood. He could feel his own neck. A little bit of pain from her teeth, sticky from what he thought was blood. His teeth sunk into her flesh harder. One hand ventured down, between her legs. He began playing with her clit. “Du bist mein.” He spoke as he withdrew his teeth and licked at the bite. “Sag mir, dass Sie das mögen.” He pinched her clit and moved his hips a little faster. He could feel the build up. A few more moments of being in her like this and he would cum. “Sag mir, wie es sich anfühlt.”

He bit and she sighed in relief. It was a good distraction from the pain on her lower half. Too much pressure could make her break. Ana didn’t want to break. She didn’t want to fuck all of this up again. He could be her dirty little secret all over again. Only everyone would know. She showed bruises before. She showed herself breaking down as well. Ana couldn’t think about it now. He bit harder and she groaned. It was a pain she was familiar with. His teeth were sharp. Just like Mac’s. Only with less cushioned lips. Ana felt his hand touching her clit. It didn’t relieve pressure, but it did distract her. A bit of pleasure and biting pain. Ana could ignore the pressure from her behind. You are mine. Ana was breathing harder just thinking about his words. “Sag mir, dass Sie das mögen.” Her mouth dropped open and she tried to respond. The way he was pinching and touching her clit only made her jaw tighten.

His hips bucked faster. Ana started to grind her teeth. “Sag mir, wie es sich anfühlt.” How it felt? “Schmerz.” Ana breathed out and moved her hips along his fingers. She wanted to feel more pressure on her front. Ana felt his tongue on her shoulder. She didn’t know if she was bleeding. She didn’t care. Ana could tell he was getting to a point of pleasure. His peak. If that was even possible without slamming her against the wall and breaking all pieces of furniture. Ana hoped he would’ve had that in mind, instead she was herea holding her breath again until he told her to breathe. “Viele Schmerzen.” She whimpered and gripped her hand on his. Ana pressed his fingers against her clit. He pumped even harder. Faster. Harder. Faster. Ana was starting to pant with him. “Ich … ich … mach weiter.” Ana gripped her hands harder against his, forcing them to add even more pressure on her clit. If she focused enough, she could cum along with him.

He could hear her breathing getting heavier. She was getting more tense. He couldn’t tell if it was because she was excited or something else. She said the word pain. It was a curious word. He rolled it around in his mouth as he kept licking at her flesh. His hand moving faster between her legs when she began moving her hips. Ana didn’t ask him to stop. She merely pointed out the level of pain. Pressing his fingers harder against her clit with the help of her hand. He took the hint easily. She said she would keep going and while it hit a chord in his brain he wasn’t about to stop. His movements became harder. The hand between her legs kept playing, teasing. He managed to slip a finger partway inside her.

Her pussy was wet. Even if she was feeling pain, even if this wasn’t her usual, she was enjoying it. At least her body was. His mouth moved from her shoulder to her neck and back. His teeth scraping the skin. Sasha hadn’t drawn blood yet. Not with his mouth at least. There was a chance of him tearing her a bit if he continued fucking her harder like he was. He was close. The sound of her whimpering, panting was pushing him even further. His fingers toyed with her, slipping in and out. Not enough to reach in and curl into the spongy part of her but enough to cause friction against her walls. He took a breath and bit into her shoulder harder and ached for her reaction to push him over the edge.

His fingers dipped inside her and she breathed in sharply. It was getting better, but he was fucking harder. The pain wasn’t unbearable but it was causing her to pant and sweat. She felt his mouth along her shoulders and neck. Ana let him push Ana further. His hips bucked. Ana started to make even more noise. Whimpers turned into low moans. Her body jerked with him. Her breasts bounced along his hands. At least he was fingering her. Ana could handle that. She really could handle that. It was better than just one part of this entire equation. “Oh fuck..” She grunted when he touched her shoulder with his teeth. A heavier bite. Ana wanted to hear the crack of his teeth and breaking of her skin. She called out, groaning and letting her voice slip out in swears. He was moaning next, between his teeth and shoulder.

Ana didn’t have a chance to think. He was pumping even harder. Biting into her skin like raw meat. His fingers swirled around her clit once more. A few more harder pumps and Ana could feel his cock pulsating. He was cumming. Ana hadn’t felt this before. She gripped onto his arm and wrapped it around her mouth. The grunting behind his forearm was enough for him to know she found some pleasure in this. No matter what was happening. Pain or no pain, Ana wanted to be here for a reason.

“Fuck…” Ana breathed out against Sasha’s arm. Sweat dripped from her forehead and down her back. She didn’t want to move. Honestly, she wanted to take an ice bath. She wanted to take a cold shower and sit on the floor.. no lay on the floor. “Fuck…” Ana mumbled again when she felt him slowly pull out of her. It didn’t meant it was over. Ana said he could take her. He could have her. Any way possible. 

Sasha felt the ache. He knew he was mere seconds away. They were both covered in sweat. Ana had lifted his arm to her face and was making noises behind it. He both heard it and felt the vibrations against his skin. His cock exploded inside her and he swore again. He hadn’t climaxed like this with her. His breathing was shallow as he pumped a few more times and emptied himself entirely. His cock already softening. He kissed and licked where he’d bitten, tasting a bit of copper. Ana swore but it was an echo in his head. His body, his mind were on her body. The hand between her legs had stopped moving but he wasn’t sure she’d cum. He slipped out of her but stayed in that one position a second, two. He breathed out and separated himself from her. He needed to clean up.

“Bleib hier.” He moved off the bed and walked into the bathroom. He grabbed a washcloth and wiped at his cock. He thought she might want to get cleaned up a bit too. Throwing the washcloth in the sink, he walked back into the bedroom and looked at Ana. He smiled and picked her up without effort, carrying her with him back into the bathroom. He turned on the shower as he set her down on the counter. He put a hand on her face and made her look at him. He kissed her hard on her lips and slipped his tongue inside her mouth. He broke the kiss and looked in her eyes. “We shower, clean up.. then we keep going.. I want more.”

Ana sighed in relief. The pressure was gone, but she did feel… well, she wasn’t sure. Ana had expected much more from him, but she was comparing to before. A not-so-sober time. Ana was craving a drink right about now… perhaps a smoke. Something to take this odd edge off. He commanded her to stay, Ana did as told, beside laying down and on her side. She listened to his foot steps. He entered the bathroom and soon he was back in the room. He smiled at her, there was no effort in it. Sasha scooped her up in his arms and she hooked her legs around his hips. Ana faced him, deciding she wanted to be carried a different way instead. They made it into the bathroom and Ana heard the door close. Her bare ass was placed on the cold shower. She felt dizzy and light. Even after they kissed. “We shower, clean up… then we keep going… I want more.” Ana felt her heart pump against her chest.

“More.” She chuckled under her breath and licked her bottom lip. Ana closed her eyes and let her head lean on the wall while she listened to the water run. “Wolfbär.” Ana whispered and felt him near her face again. He touched her jaw and Ana stared at him with glossy eyes. “Did you…” She swallowed and looked down at his flaccid cock. “Did you… get that surgery?” Ana finally got the courage to ask, even if she sounded less confident in her words. If he didn’t, they would be doing the same dance again. Ana should’ve been more worried, but here she was sinking into their bubble yet again. 

He heard her laugh a little and smiled. The water warmed up. She called him by his nickname and he beamed at her even if her eyes were closed. His hand touched her jaw. She was looking at him then at his cock. He nodded at her question. “Yes.. the doctors say I should wear a condom as precaution for another month but all looked good. So far check up shows no.. swimmers.” he smiled down at her and lifted her once more. Her legs around his waist again.

He got them under the water. He kept one arm around her while the other hand sought out the body wash. He watched her. The water rolling off her shoulders. He managed to scoop some of the wash in his palm and started rubbing it up and down her back. “That was new.. for you..” He said it softly. Not so much a question but a statement. “Why continue if there was a lot of pain? Did you enjoy it?” His soapy hand moved down and started washing her rear. It was probably more intimate than she was used to given the recent activity. But she was his. Even if she left and went back to her girlfriend. This moment, she was his.

“I like this.. you..” He leaned in and kissed her. His hand groping for a bit more soap. He needed to get to other places but he would need to put her down for that to happen. “Ich bin froh, dass du angerufen hast.” He noticed the small amount of blood on her shoulder. He looked at Ana’s face for sign of where he’d hit her. “Do you like that? Having your face hit?” He wanted to know what she was after, what she desired. 

Sasha confirmed her question. Yes, he actually got the surgery. Ana was shocked in a way. He did it for her? He said he would and he did. He smiled at her and Ana stared. She was speechless. Sasha lifted her and brought them into the shower. He lifted her with ease, held her with no struggle. Ana knew she was light, but she didn’t know how strong he really was. The water slid down her back and he started washing her. Ana had nothing to do but hold on and listen. “That was new… for you…” He was quiet, so she nodded. Yes. “Why continue if there was a lot of pain? Did you enjoy it?” He continued to wash. Ana shook her head. Deep down, she knew the answer. She was fucked up. Ana mostly searched his eyes, debating on what to say. “I like this… you…” Ana felt his lips against hers and she sighed happily.

I’m glad you called. He continued to wash her. He continued to touch her. Ana was eventually let down on her feet, but still close to him. Sasha couldn’t keep his hands off her. Just like before. Even with Mac around. She breathed in and closed her eyes. He was speaking and inspecting. “Do you like that? Having your face hit?” Ana didn’t know what to say. No, she didn’t necessarily like it. She thought she deserved it. “Ich mag den Kampf.” Ana whispered and leaned her head against his. They stood under the water together. Ana felt his large hands sliding up and down her back. She envisioned his nails scraping down the skin. “Warum magst du es?” Ana finally wrapped her arms around him an pressed her head onto his chest. She felt… oddly safe in his arms. “Why did you get the procedure… even if I said I wasn’t coming back.” 

She shook her head when asked if she enjoyed it. She baffled him. She claimed to not like men, but she and he couldn’t not touch when together. And she kept doing something with him she wasn’t enjoying. The question why was in his head but he held back. It could wait. His hands washed her, taking their time. It wasn’t that she was unclean. He smiled. It was more the need for intimacy. The need to care for her. He wasn’t being heroic or chivalrous. It was more selfish than that. Her answer as to why she liked it continued to baffle him more. She claimed to like the fight but she didn’t fight back. He’d slapped her and hadn’t raised a finger against him. Hadn’t even yelled. “Why do I like being hit? Ich mag den Schmerz. Es ist .. tröstlich” He was answering truthfully even if she hadn’t been forthcoming.

The next question was easier. “Hoffnung… hope.. I hoped you would come back.. if you did.. Ich würde ansprechender sein..Wenn ich keine Kinder haben könnte.” Ana was pressed against him. His arms wrapped around her and he let them quietly stand under the water. When he spoke, he knew she might not answer but he hoped they had crossed that line. “Du kämpfst nicht. Du hast gebeten, geschlagen zu werden. Warum? Lüge nicht.”

“Why do I like being hit? Ich mag den Schmerz. Es ist .. tröstlich” Ana bit her bottom lip. She understood that. Comfort? It made her realize she was alive. It made her realize she deserved it. Punishment. That was different than Sasha. She could lie and say so. It would be obvious. He could read her like a damn book. “Hoffnung… hope.. I hoped you would come back.. if you did.. Ich würde ansprechender sein..Wenn ich keine Kinder haben könnte.” She could understand that more. Ana didn’t even want to touch a child. She was awful with them and absolutely hated being in a room with one. Especially one that asked too many questions. Why. Why. Why. Ana looked up at him after a silent moment. He was… gorgeous. Ana didn’t feel so fond of men. Not once in her life did she feel this comfortable with one. Ana didn’t even trust her multiple male friends going from place to place. Max too. “Du kämpfst nicht. Du hast gebeten, geschlagen zu werden. Warum? Lüge nicht.” She should’ve known he would ask. Mac wouldn’t have until it ate her up inside. Right in the moment was Sasha’s approach.

“I didn’t want to fuck up.” She was honest and her words were harsh. “We were… out of it last time, but why break a rule? I said you could have me, so I let you have me.” Ana stared at his chest in front of her. The water beaded down his chest and dropped to the floor. “I’m… unsure of the rules. Ich wollte nicht gehorchen.” She swallowed and placed her hands onto his chest and moved the water with her fingers. Ana grabbed the soap and smiled down at her hands. She slid her hands along his hips and down to his cock. Ana leaned in closer to him and started to wash between her legs after. He was back in her hands and Ana was laughing under her breath. “I can’t explain you. I never want to say it, but I hate men. I hate every man… then you come along and I let you do whatever you want to me.” She was trying to figure it out, while sober answers were flying at her faster.

It was becoming increasingly hard to keep a straight face. “I let us talk about whatever we need to… You ask questions and you ask without having to think twice about it.” Ana looked up and him and found her lips on his. She craved it, now that their bodes were touching again.

Ana spoke about not fucking up and he was trying to figure that out. Thankfully she continued. He let her words sink in and soon she was touching him with soapy hands. It distracted him immensely. There were stirrings already and he smiled as she laughed. She continued talking and he took his time listening. He knew she didn’t often let herself go. Even in her words. This was not lost on him. The fact that she was talking to him like this made him feel incredible. Their lips touched and his hand went up to the back of her neck. He held on to her and he was becoming more aroused. At least his body. His mind hadn’t stopped being aroused by her from the moment he saw her.

He broke the kiss but kept their faces close. “You hate me.. but you like me. That makes me special.” He laughed freely, innocently. “I like that.. I like how we are.” He ran his hands down her arms, up her sides. He cupped her face, kissing her slowly. He spoke as he kissed her. “I ask because I won’t know things if I don’t.” It sounded simple to him. “I like that you talk to me.. about all.” He closed his eyes as he kissed her face. Her cheeks, her forehead. Sasha stared at her. “Nächstes Mal.. Du sagst Ozean.” He was looking in her eyes directly. His had warmth but were serious. “Wenn du aufhören willst..Wenn es zu viel weh tut..Sage ozean.”

Sasha touched her lips with his thumb. “You will not fuck up..You are unsure of rules.. Simple.. Biggest one - No lies. Second.. Wenn du etwas willst… Frag danach. Wenn du willst, dass ich dich kontrolliere, kann ich. Ich kann noch mehr Regeln hinzufügen.”

“I ask because I won’t know things if I don’t.” So he was curious. More than curious. Something told her that he didn’t go around asking inappropriate questions to just anyone. He was kissing all over her face and stating their safe word. Ana wasn’t sure about one before, but she learned her lesson. Ana liked to push boundaries though. Mac and Ana didn’t need a safe word. They knew when to stop pushing. “Wenn du aufhören willst..Wenn es zu viel weh tut..Sage ozean.” Ana felt his thumb on her bottom lip. She wanted to listen. Every word meant something. “You will not fuck up..You are unsure of rules.. Simple.. Biggest one - No lies. Second.. Wenn du etwas willst… Frag danach. Wenn du willst, dass ich dich kontrolliere, kann ich. Ich kann noch mehr Regeln hinzufügen.” Ana leaned forward and kissed him. She nearly cut off the last pert of his words. They had a safe word. They had a set of rules that could be subtracted or added.

Ana slid her hands up Sasha’s chest and pushed him right up against the tile. “What if I want to fight back? What if I want to disobey the rules? What if I can’t say our word?” Ana moved her hand down and cupped his balls in her hand. They were warm, his body was rigid. Ana stared at her shoulder and neck. The line of scratches from her teeth being pulled from the skin. She knew she would have a similar mark on herself. “What else do you like?” She massaged her hands against his soft skin. He was breathing in patterns and dulling his eyes. Ana was grinning to herself. As much as she liked control, she liked being out of control. She liked being taken and put down, that was a darker part of her though. 

They kissed. He felt the coolness of the tile against his back as she pushed him against it. Ana took hold of his balls and his breathing grew heavier. His cock was starting to get even harder. She had soft hands. He laughed lightly. “If you disobey rules, you will be punished.” He stated it simply and licked his lips. “If you want to fight back, fight back. But if I tell you to stop, you stop.” He needed her to understand that if he was being given control, he wasn’t going to be docile. His hand touched her face. He liked this side of her. he hadn’t been drawn to her because she was weak. It was the exact opposite.

He smiled. “I like.. being hit.. being choked.” He touched her lips once more. “Kissing… my cock in your cunt.. in your ass was good but if it hurt and you didn’t enjoy..” He shrugged his shoulders. It wasn’t something he absolutely needed. He leaned down and kissed her, biting on her lip. “I like biting.. leaving marks..” He met her eyes. “I like toys.. rope.. chains..” His hand moved down to her breasts. He played with them. Drawing shapes in the beading water. “I like having my cock played with.. sucked..” He pinched her right nipple and watched for her reaction. “Ich mag deine Reaktionen.”

If you disobey rules, you will be punished. If you want to fight back, fight back. But if I tell you to stop, you stop.” Ana kissed him again. She liked him touching her. Especially right in this moment. Sasha explained what he liked, while they grew even closer. He liked being hit, choked, fucking, and biting. “I like biting too.” Ana breathed in as he touched her and kissed her lips. She sighed contentedly. Toys. Rope. Chains. Ana didn’t know if she could agree on those. Sure, toys between Mac and her… but being bound and unable to move. She felt her body shiver when his hands palmed her breasts. “I like having my cock played with.. sucked… Ich mag deine Reaktionen.” She felt her jaw slack and her breath escape her lips. “You like a lot of things.” Ana breathed out and cupped his testicles and slid her hand along his shaft.

Sasha was hard again. Not completely there, but definitely getting there. She leaned closer and kissed his lips. Her chest touched his, pressing along his hands and feeling the pressure between them. Her hand slid along his cock again. She wanted to feel his heart beat spread along his body. She wanted them to fuck like animals… break furniture, hit each other, and fight for control. Sasha would win. Ana knew that. She didn’t have the full strength and capabilities to overpower him, but she did have the endurance to take it.

Ana’s lips left his and she found his neck again. She sucked on the skin and pressed her chest onto his. Ana wanted to feel his hands all over her. She wanted to shiver under his body… perhaps over his body too. “I can’t promise I’ll suck your cock, but I can promise I’ll play with you.” She whispered and started to bite on his shoulder. “Can I fight back? Can I have control until you take it?” Ana mumbled against his skin and felt his cock as hard as could be in her hand. 

Ana kept kissing him as he’d answer. It was good. There was a warm blanket around them and he wasn’t sure it was the steam. He’d never been so glad to have answered the phone before. He laughed. “I do.. like a lot of things.. my mouth on your body.. everywhere on you.. add that to the list.” She was handling him and he could feel his heart starting to pound. His breathing while not too heavy was showing signs of being affected. It surprised him that she seemed to be aroused or rather wanting him to be aroused. She didn’t like what he’d done to her but here she was enticing him once more.

The tile against his back had warmed with the heat from the steam and his body. His eyes closed as she kissed his neck. He found his hand in her hair. He needn’t hold her in place as Ana was doing a good job of keeping close. Their bodies so pressed that he could feel her inhale and exhale. His other hand ventured between them. His fingers touching her hip bone. He laughed again. “No promise Ana.. I don’t need promises.. if you suck my cock, you suck my cock. What you’re doing.. right now.. That’s good.” His body shook a little as he thought about her mouth.

His eyes opened with the next set of whispers against his skin. He let go of her hair and put his palms flat against the tile.  “Du hast die Kontrolle.” He took a deep breath and nodded. “Kampf. Schlage mich. Griff mich härter.”

“No promise Ana.. I don’t need promises.. if you suck my cock, you suck my cock. What you’re doing.. right now.. That’s good.” Sasha let go of her. No more hands on her hips. No more hands in her hair. “Du hast die Kontrolle.” Ana felt a smirk on her face. He took a deep breath and she could see his chest falling after he exhaled. “Kampf. Schlage mich. Griff mich härter.” She gripped his cock harder in her hand and smiled once more. Ana’s other hand shut off the water. She stood in front of him, listening to the drips of water fall from their skin. Ana opened the shower door and grabbed a towel, barely patting herself down and wringing her hair out before helping Sasha. Ana’s hands toweled down his body, starting from his shoulders down to his waist. “Bett.”

She commanded and walked off, letting her ass shake on the way out. Ana waited for him. Once he appeared, Ana gripped his hand and led him toward his bed. She pushed his chest and let him fall back onto his mattress. Ana slowly climbed over him, skipping his cock and straddling his face. “You’re going to suck my clit until I cum… then maybe I’ll hit you… maybe I’ll wrap my hands around your neck and maybe I’ll let your cock inside me again. One step at a time Wolf Bär.” Ana gripped Sasha’s hands and held them down over his head. She smiled down at him and lifted her head up as she lowered herself down onto his lips. She wanted to smother him. She wanted to make sure that he was going to absolutely try his best to see how long it would take her to cum.

Sasha could see the smile on her lips and it made him smile. There was something deliciously naughty in the way she smiled. Even as she turned the water off, and as she got a firmer grip on his cock,  there was a part of him that couldn’t take her seriously as being in control. He did grimace when she held him. She took him at his word to grab him firmer. Then she walked out of the shower and toweled herself off a bit before doing him. One command. Easy enough to follow. Especially when her naked ass was staring at him as she walked.

He found himself on his back with her climbing over him. His mind was telling him that this was not going to be difficult. Ana didn’t realize that nothing she could ever say or do would be or could be anything he might not want or fight against. When he realized where she was wanting to sit the smile on his face got incredibly large. He tried not smiling but there was no way to stop. He tried to look serious but knew he couldn’t. This was dessert. With his hands held above his head, he replied. “Wie Sie befohlen haben.”

Ana lowered herself on him, he could smell the soap. Her scent was just under it. Before when he’d licked her, it was only her he’d smelled. He needed to get her to that point. To erase the bath they’d taken. He nuzzled her lips, pushing his mouth, his tongue to part them. A bit of moisture was already making its way to his tongue He kissed and licked. Taking her clit into his mouth he sucked and swirled his tongue against it. The throbbing become more pronounced as he did it. He moaned loudly at the taste of her coming through.

Ana gripped his hands in hers. She felt his mouth against her already. His tongue sliding between her lips. He was kissing and finding her clit with little effort. Ana gripped his hands even tighter and let herself fall heavier on his face. Her eyes closed so she could focus. He was right… why stop a good thing? Why was it so bad she had this again? Whatever. Ana wasn’t thinking straight. Possibly because of the loud moan between her legs. She let all her weight down for a second, feeling his lips vibrate onto hers. “Fucking hell.” Ana nearly collapsed to the side for him to have easier access. She was worried she wouldn’t even be able to lean back up. He needs air. Ana slowly propped herself above his lips for a second. The two getting a breath of air. He is… very good at this. You should hand him the baton.

She teased him, barely letting him lean up to lick or try to suck again. Ana laughed at him. “You’re good at this. Du weißt, du bist gut darin.” She smirked and looked down at him. His eyes glowing and his hands gripped with hers. Ana decided him waiting to even touch her was torture enough. She sat herself on his chest, keeping his hands under her legs. Ana’s hands played through his hair as she looked down at him. “Ich werde dich warten lassen.” She licked her bottom lip and moved one hand from his hair and put two fingers between them. Ana’s hand slid between his chest and her clit. “Wouldn’t that be torture?” Her jaw slacked slightly and she took a breath out. Her fingers were happily enjoying themselves. “Wage es nicht zu bewegen.”

The hold on his hands was tight but not unwelcome. Her weight came down on his face. He loved it. His breathing was a little limited but he didn’t care. He could hold his breath underwater for about 3 minutes. Here he was at least getting some air. And he was drinking her in. He understood Ana was enjoying herself and kept kissing and licking her harder. That is until she raised herself off him. He tried stretching his neck up but the way she sat on him prevented it. Her laughter made him smile. “I am. And yes. I do know.” He laughed with her. She adjusted and moved his hands under her legs.

Ana began teasing him. He could look but not touch. Not taste. He felt marginally frustrated but he could hold out a little. She was playing with herself and Sasha did not mind the show. He fixed her eyes on her pussy for a moment. The fingers touching and playing. He licked his lips, still tasting her. “You taste good.. you know this.” He was smiling and watching her fingers then his eyes moved up and met hers. “Du warte auch. Benutze meinen mund”

Ana kept her fingers moving and her eyes on him. He was looking directly at where she was playing. Eventually, he would get frustrated enough to dive right in. His tongue slid along his lips. Ana closed her eyes and imagined them on her pussy all over again. She breathed in sharply and opened her eyes again. “You taste good.. you know this.” Ana chuckled under her breath. “I know.” She stared down at him until his eyes met hers again. “Du warte auch. Benutze meinen mund.” Another moaned laugh escaped her lips. Ana slid her fingers inside her, deciding to use her thumb against her clit instead. Her mind was a very happy place. Ana could imagine great sex one touch at a time. Mac’s mouth or fingers. Sasha’s mouth or fingers. Both.

She closed her eyes and hung her head back. “You’re not convincing me.” Ana’s teeth sunk into her bottom lip. She started to breathe even more labored. She had gotten carried away with the amount of pleasure she had provided herself. Sooner or later, he’ll cave. “Fuck…” She whispered under her breath and grinned once more. “Ich kenne meinen Körper besser als du, richtig?” Ana’s breath hitched and she could feel herself dripping onto him. “Cela aiderait-il si je parlais français?” Ana grinned down at him with no intention of stopping. “Quizás español?” She started to move her fingers a little faster. “Русский?” Ana moaned the word and closed her eyes tightly.

Ana was really good at teasing him. His cock and balls ached. Sasha found his mouth dry. He saw the fire in her now. The one he’d fallen for. She wasn’t the upset woman he’d picked up earlier. He liked that. When she pushed her fingers inside he couldn’t help but groan. He could see how slick she was. All he could think of was the taste of her. He laughed when she pushed back that he wasn’t doing his part. “Vielleicht. Ich mag es zu erforschen.”

She was getting more excited. He could see it in her form, her breathing. He could feel her wetness falling on him. He held his breath a moment so as not to lose control. When she spoke, he chuckled. “Vous pouvez parler toute langue que vous choisissez. Yo entiendo varios.” The speed of her fingers was not lost on him. As she moaned his native language, he couldn’t help himself. He pushed up and flipped them. His cock twitched, needy. But Sasha wanted something more. He slipped her fingers out of her. “Мой ход.” His mouth covered her pussy and he thrust his tongue in as far as it would go. He was rewarded with her desire. He moaned against her clit and knew his face was covered in her. He licked and sucked harder than before. His hands holding her legs open. He couldn’t recall a time when he’d had less restraint. He also didn’t mind that one bit.

“Vous pouvez parler toute langue que vous choisissez. Yo entiendo varios.” Ana smirked to herself again. Sasha couldn’t take it any longer. She felt him lift her and set her down again. Ana’s back touched the mattress and he pulled her fingers away. “Мой ход.” She didn’t understand the actual sentence, but the urgency of his mouth on her lips made it clear. Sasha’s hands pushed her legs open more for his lips to touch again. He moaned and she did the same. Her hands slid through his hair and gripped. Sasha was pushing more than he did before. Ana was already on a high dose of dopamine from before, this was riding her over the edge. “Yes… yes… y-yes.” Ana lifted her hips against his mouth and started to grip the sheets instead of his hair.

She moaned again, finally climaxing with the last push of his tongue. Ana kept her eyes closed shut as she flow of energy shuttered through her body. Swears. Words. Mostly moans came from her lips. There was a moment of suspension in her body. Ana couldn’t feel her toes. She couldn’t feel her fingers ringing in the sheets. She could only feel her heart pounding. She could only feel  the adrenaline pumping harder. She didn’t want hm to stop… she couldn’t have him stop… “Stop…” Ana breathed out in a small laugh. “If you don’t… I’ll explode.” She dropped her head back onto the pillow behind her. 

Sasha felt her shake under him. He could feel the trembling through his tongue, lips. Ana spoke in broken bits of language. He drank every bit of her energy. His hands remained in place as hers moved from his hair to the bed. Her hips pressed up against him and he knew she was there. She was dropping over the edge and he held firm. His eyes had been momentarily shut but he opened them to take her in. The shade of excitement on her skin. A deep red. Her muscles in that interim between taut and relaxed.

He licked and kissed as she bid him to stop. The sheer joy in her voice. He didn’t want to stop. He spoke against her pussy lips. “Vous ne exploserez pas.” A long upward lick, tongue flat against her clit. He moved his right hand from her thigh. He slipped a finger inside her. “Vous êtes mouillé.” He hadn’t thought to speak French to her in bed before. It rolled off his tongue as easily as did the other languages. He wondered which she preferred. He moved his finger in and out slowly as he continued to kiss her lips. His beard rubbing against her. A smile on his lips as he pressed his thumb against her clit and curled the finger inside.  “Exploser.”

“Vous ne exploserez pas.” Ana lifted her head wit his lick. His flat tongue touching her clit with a bit more pressure. Ana clenched her jaw tightly and tried to stabilize her breathing. An introduction of his finger made her shiver all over again. “Vous êtes mouillé.” Ana let her jaw drop open and she nodded slowly. In and out. In and out. Ana felt her skin rise in chills. His kisses continued. Her heart pounded even more. “Exploser.” She breathed in and curled her toes. Ana’s hands were back in the sheets again. His tongue and fingers. His lips and laughter. They surrounded her and Ana had forgotten, just for a moment. She had forgotten everything. Nothing mattered. Nothing bothered her. Mac wasn’t in danger. She wasn’t anything close to a bother. She was just a woman experiencing pleasure.

“I said stop…” Ana moaned. She didn’t push him away. In fact, she slid her legs over his shoulders and hooked them behind. Ana could do this for hours… or until she passed out. She expected more from him. More dominance. Less pleasure on her end. Ana was wrong to assume. “Fuck you Wolf Bär… god… damnit.” She closed her eyes and pushed her hips upward toward his lips. His fingers slid in and curled. Ana gripped his hair and saw up, pulling him away from her pussy. “I need you to stop…” She laughed out the words and shook her head. “Fuck me instead.”

He laughed against her as she said stop once more but anchored him to her instead. He was getting comfortable when she took hold of his hair and pulled him away. Had she not been laughing as she did it and spoke, he might have growled. Instead he smiled and licked his finger after pulling it out. Ana asked to be fucked and it took less than half a second from him to pull away from her. He moved his body over hers and kissed her lips hungrily as he lined his cock with her entrance. He’d been hard and dripping for a bit now. He slipped a moan into her mouth between kisses as he pushed himself in her.

It wasn’t quite slamming into her but he also wasn’t gentle. He grunted into their kiss. He planted his hands on the bed and raised his upper half. He looked in her eyes as he started moving his hips. Her walls gripped him as he pumped in and out. “Apparently I convinced you.” He let out a half laugh ,half grunt as he sped up. He balanced on one arm and used the other to pull her leg around him. He let go of her leg and put his hand on her neck. He didn’t squeeze. But he could feel her heartbeat against his palm. Her increased breathing too. They’d showered minutes ago, maybe longer but already they were covered in sweat. There was a smile on his lips. “J'aime bien te foutre.”

“God…” She groaned against his lips once he kissed her. Ana was filled to the brim. This was the icing on the cake. An orgasm after another, and another. Ana was lost in her pleasure again. Nothing mattered all over again. He wasn’t slowing down and Ana was battling to keep up with his pace. Soon his eyes were on her and his hips pushing into her happily. “Apparently I convinced you.” He laughed, he grunted, he definitely started to fuck her harder. Ana grunted against his pushes. Each one making their noises louder and more animalistic. His hand went to her neck and Ana’s eyes popped open. They found his and he grinned. No, he wasn’t squeezing. “J'aime bien te foutre.” Ana stared to smile up at him. Her hands slid up his forearms as he continued.

Ana felt her hips repelling against his. She wanted to hear him talk. “Yeah?” Ana breathed out and licked her lips as she tried to focus. Her hands gripped onto his forearms tightly. “Больше.” She grunted and looked at his face. Ana pulled his hand from her throat and pushed his chest until he was off of her. She smirked at him and paused for a quick moment. Ana turned, pressing her back against his chest. She found his cock and slid it between her legs again. He got the picture very quickly. The angle was different, but it felt a lot better. Ana could feel him pushing even deeper. His hand found her throat again, but at a different angle. Such a gem you are. Doggie style with your mistress. Shut up. “Fuck…” Ana gripped his hand and placed it over her breast. She felt his fingers running along her sensitive nipples. 

They were well and truly fucking now. Noise filled the room. The smell of sex heavy. Her hands wandered up his arms, holding on to him. She asked for more and he wasn’t sure if she meant pressure on her neck or kissing. Ana was not shy right now. She pushed him off her and he let himself. There was a certain smile that screamed mischief. When she turned back on him, he understood. He’d gotten it wrong. She’d said to fuck her and he took it to mean penetration. But she’d wanted more primal. That was the more she asked for.

His hand went to her throat. He liked it there. He could feel everything. Pulse. Breath. When she gasped or whimpered. It wasn’t simply about hearing it, but the tactile sensation. It drove him wild. She swore as she guided his other hand to her breast. The metal against his palm as he groped her. “Я могу дать больше.” He thrust into her. The hand on her neck, on her breast used as a way of pulling her against him with each thrust. His fingers pinched at her nipple, tugging on it. His mouth kissing up to her ear. “Ты принадлежишь мне.” His cock was stiffening even more and his balls were tightening. He bit into her shoulder. “Я взорвусь в тебе.” He growled it into the bite as his teeth sunk in a bit deeper.

There was nothing about this moment she wasn’t enjoying. His words, even if she couldn’t fully understand them, she listened. She groaned with him and felt even more pressure on her neck. Her breasts were palmed again. Ana was panting with each thrust. The more he pumped into her, the more she felt her walls tightening around his cock. “Ты принадлежишь мне.” She shivered with his words and kisses along her neck. He felt even harder. Soon, his teeth sunk into her shoulder and she grunted. Ana could hear him growling. She could feel his teeth sinking in even more. “Я взорвусь в тебе.” She nearly yelped. His teeth were digging deeper. Ana was numb. A peak of numbness she hadn’t felt in a long time.

She clenched her jaw and felt everything slow down. His thrusting was at a good speed. She knew they were there. Right in the thick of it. She grunted along with him. More bites compiled along her neck and shoulder. Ana could feel him gripping her more. Heavier bites. Heavier pants. She whimpered. She couldn’t feel her skin any longer. Not where he kissed or bit. Not where he touched either. Ana was damn numb all over. High on his touch. Ana couldn’t feel herself conscious any longer. Blacking out wasn’t something she did often. It had happened before. Sober, not much. After fucking this hard, yes it had been easily enjoyable. Ana blinked, her eyes on him. Her back on the bed. Him smiling and her starting to do the same. Ana started to laugh under her breath. His hands on her cheeks and light kisses along her chin. “Wolf Bär…” She laughed tiredly. 

He kept going and felt himself start to shake with his release. His mouth moved along her neck, her shoulders. Biting, licking. He groaned as he felt himself let go. He filled her with warm liquid and his thrusts slowed to uneven jerks. He was gasping for breath and felt her body heavy in his hands. “Ana?” He looked at her face and her eyes were closed. She had passed out. “дерьмо..” He pulled out with another groan and held on to her as he laid her down.

He lay next to her, contemplating letting her sleep, rest. But he couldn’t. He felt like he needed to see her open her eyes even if briefly. He wanted to know she was ok. He felt her pulse and it was fairly even, Then he took her face in his hands, kissed her. “Открой свои глаза.” It took a few kisses but her eyes were open and he smiled. He kept kissing while he smiled. She called his name with a light laugh. “я весь твой.”

“Открой свои глаза.” She groaned tiredly and tried to keep her eyes open. He was smiling. Ana was drifting off into a sleep again but his kisses kept her up slightly. “я весь твой.” He was laughing and she was joining in now. Ana enjoyed the softer touches against her cheeks. “Wolf Bär.” She smiled and felt his kisses along her shoulder. Ana felt his tongue against her neck. She hissed slightly feeling the sting of his bites along her skin. “We… we need a break.” Another shower. Some food. Something to drink. A cigarette. Ana found his lips and kissed him lightly. Her eyes closed. His beard tickled her cheek. She tried to remember what it was like to kiss Mac. Ana sighed and kissed him again while she ran her tired fingers through his hair.

She felt wet between her legs and tired all around. They were still kissing… touching… kissing and touching. Ana let their heads touch and their bodies stay close. “Я выучил несколько слов.” Ana spoke softly and kept her fingers sliding through his short hair. “Like… Поцелуй меня. Дотронься до меня. And… what’s the last one… Мне нужно выпить.“ Ana smiled with the words rolling off her tongue. Learning Russian had been extremely difficult. She had started to realize that the more she trained her memory the better it got. Photographic memory hadn’t been decided upon until Ana had actually looked into it. “I need a shower. Alone… or I’ll never get clean. Go make some food.” Ana wanted to move but she knew it would take a bit of a push to get her up from bed. 

He felt happy. She said his name again. He laughed when she said they needed to rest. Ana kissed him. With closed eyes, he imagined her in his bed in Amsterdam, in Germany. He let his hands caress her softly. He liked how soft she was. When she spoke in Russian his eyes lit up. Her touch was mesmerizing. He chuckled. “Those are really good words.” He touched her cheek. He had slapped her earlier. He needed to understand her and at the same time he wanted to swim in her mystery.

Sasha kissed her again until she said she needed to shower. “В одиночестве это не весело.” He laughed. “What is the word.. um.. bossy.” He laughed louder. “Go make food.” He shook his head. He kissed her nose and got up, stretching. “Alone.” He said the word mockingly. He turned on the shower. A quick wash. He barely dried himself and walked out naked. Ana was still in bed. “I will make food, but if you insist on lonely shower, then you can come get food in kitchen.” He laughed as he walked out.

The kitchen would be stocked with simple foods. He opened the icebox. He pulled out yogurt and stuff for a salad. He shook his head as he cut the vegetables. Had it been any other time, he simply would have called for food to be delivered. But she’d asked that he make food. It was a simple salad. The elevator dinged and he looked up. His driver popped his head out. His ears were a deep red when he spotted Sasha, He walked in with flowers and a small box. He set them on the counter. “Для нее.” He turned on his heel and left.

“В одиночестве это не весело. What is the word.. um.. bossy.” Ana really needed to study more Russian. Why? I thought you weren’t seeing him again. “Go make food.” He kissed her nose and mocked her. Sasha headed for the shower first. A quick rinse while Ana closed her eyes and listened to the water rush. She imagined herself in there, alone. Being alone left her with thoughts. Sober thoughts. Sasha was back out, “I will make food, but if you insist on lonely shower, then you can come get food in kitchen.” Ana smirked as he made his way out. Completely nude too. He was fun to look at, still not Ana’s complete taste but fun. Ana was more curious than anything. She wanted to look and touch. She wanted to see what his body could do, just like she had when she started noticing women. What if he tries to ask you about yourself? Like why him… like things about your father… or Connor… Ana slowly got up from the bed and walked toward the shower.

Warm water rinsed down her back yet again. This time, she spent a little more time washing her body. Ana exited the shower, dried off, and scrunched her hair with her hands. She stood in his room, looking around at the furniture and art on the walls. Ana went into his closet and grabbed a pressed shirt that was hanging. She buttoned it up to her chest and felt it hang just below her rear. She walked down, keeping quiet to listen. She could hear him moving and chopping. She could hear his footsteps pressing onto the floors. Ana made her appearance and saw the flowers. “Didn’t think you were much of a decorator in that fashion.” Ana nodded toward the flowers and smiled. Sasha had started a spread. Salad. Yogurt. Waters. She wished for something stronger. She entered the kitchen and leaned her back against the counter. Ana studied him. Seeing every muscle contract and vein pop where necessary. Absolutely nude. She caught herself smiling. She felt the bars between her nipples tingle. 

He put out the food and moved the flowers over. He shook his head and smiled at them. He set out water and contemplated making coffee. Ana walked in wearing one of his shirts. There was a smile on his face. “I’m not.. Danilov.. my driver.. he has soft spot for you. He brought them and that box. It’s probably chocolates from the place up the street. He has horrible sweet tooth.” He looked in the icebox again. “I have.. um.. not much in way of dressing.. I can mix a little oil, vinegar if you want. Oh wait.. French dressing..” He pulled a bottle out of the back.

Sasha moved back to the counter. “I am certain my shirts never look that good on me.” He reached out and undid the top button. “But no need for buttons. I like the view.” He put the dressing on the counter and picked up his fork. “I don’t have much food.. was only going to be in town a couple of days.” He spoke as he ate. “If you want something heavier.. protein.. I can get it delivered. We don’t have to get dressed at all.” He looked up and smiled. He opened a drawer and pulled out a pair of linen napkins. “Forgot. Here you go.” He set one down next to her plate and wiped his mouth.

“How was lonely shower? Did you miss me? Admit you missed me.” He was teasing her. His eyes moved to her neck peeking out above the shirt collar. “I like you.” He took another bite of food and chewed it without speaking. He wiped at his mouth and looked a little more serious. “I told you.. you were under protection.. who is bothering you?” If she didn’t answer, he was sure one of his men could get the information. He drank from his water.    

“Anything is fine.” Ana mentioned. He didn’t need to break his back for a damn salad. “I am certain my shirts never look that good on me.” She looked down once she felt the top button unlatch. He did it in one swift move. “I don’t have much food.. was only going to be in town a couple of days. If you want something heavier.. protein.. I can get it delivered. We don’t have to get dressed at all.” Ana shook her head and grabbed a fork. “This is perfect.” Ana took a few bites before she was handed a napkin. Sasha was teasing. He was staring as well. Ana wondered if her neck was battered like before. It felt a little numbed. “I like lonely showers.” Ana smirked at him and looked down at her food again. “I like you.” Ana felt her heart sink. She looked up at him. Such a simple confession. Reading into it only meant trouble.

“No one is bothering me.” Ana licked her bottom lip and moved her fork around the plate. “I saw someone I didn’t like too much and decided to hit him in the face.” Ana chewed the side of her cheek. “He’s a nobody.” Ana flat out lied, but keeping people away from Connor was always a better idea. “Plus, I don’t always get along with people… you’re a special case.” Ana lifted her brow and looked at him with a smirk. Her salad was finished. Her eyes went to the clock. late afternoon. The entire time, Ana found herself wanting a drink. She reached over and opened the small box from the driver. Yes, Sasha was right. They were chocolates. Ana took a bite of one and turned the box around for Sasha to take one.

“Thank you.” Ana pushed her empty plate away and stared at him. Really stared at him. Ana imagined him fucking her against the counter top. She swallowed. He was staring at her chest, the obvious bars poking through the thin fabric. “What do we do now, Sasha?” 

Ana was good with just the salad. He shrugged. A smile played on his lips when she refused to say she wanted him in the shower. Her answers to his question left him a little baffled. She was lying but he didn’t know why. He continued eating and gave what she said thought. She had gone after Oliver when he was a dick. So Ana hitting someone she didn’t like wasn’t out of character. But there were lines on her forehead when she said the person was a nobody. “Ok.: He pushed his empty plate away and wiped at his mouth. “I’m a special case.” He smiled at her. She offered to share her chocolate and he shook his head.

He walked around to her. She was staring at him. It made parts of him wake up. She hadn’t been wrong to say they needed a break but he could go another round soon. He put his hand on her cheek and leaned down to kiss her. He licked at the taste of chocolate on her lips. “Hmm.. what to do..” He started undoing more buttons on the shirt. He looked in her eyes. “You wanted a break.. maybe sleep?” Sasha let his hand drop from her cheek to her neck, to the little notch between her clavicles. His thumb tracing the bone. He licked his lips.

“Maybe more..” He smiled and let his other hand undo all but two buttons on the shirt. He hadn’t lied when he said she looked good in it. He moved his hand under the fabric and started playing with her breasts. “Maybe I need a different palate cleanser than chocolate.” He lifted her on to the counter and his mouth went to her breasts. He teased and sucked. His teeth catching on the bars on purpose. He stood between her open legs and let his hands slide up her thighs. 

Sasha walked closer and she looked at his body. Flushed and awake. Before she could speak, he was kissing her and she smiled between pecks. She felt air along her chest. He was undoing buttons while looking at her. “You wanted a break… maybe sleep?” How could she take a break when he was looking at her like that? Sasha was hungry. Ana could see it in his eyes. They shifted along her skin and painted her neck. Ana breathed in softly. “Maybe more…” Two buttons left. Ana swallowed and looked at him as he started to touch her chest. Her nipples hardened again. “Maybe I need a different palate cleanser than chocolate.” She was back in a trance. Ana couldn’t focus all over again. She was placed on the counter. Her ass cold against the granite. A loud sigh escaped her lips when he started to kiss her chest.

His hands parted her thighs and he stood between them. Ana gripped the sides of his hair. She touched his jaw and brought his lips to hers. Their kiss extended further. Ana touched his neck. She touched his shoulders and brought him closer. The only thing separating them were two buttons on a dress shirt. Ana’s teeth sunk into his bottom lip and she pulled back. Their foreheads touched. Ana could feel his hardened cock against her thigh again. “I don’t think I can stop…” She breathed out and dug her nails into the back of his neck.

“I can’t quit you.” Ana wanted to scream it out. She wanted to push him against the wall and yell at him. Why did he have this hold on her? Why did she drop all her values and ideals about men just because of him? “You’re an awful addiction.” Ana whispered against his ear and dragged her fingers down his lean abdomen. Her fingers touched his hips and slid further along his v-line. Ana’s hands wrapped around his waist to bring him closer. 

Ana was enjoying his attention. Her hardened nipples against his tongue. The force in her fingers against his scalp. Soon he was tasting her kiss once more. How soft her lips were. She brought colors alive in his mind. It was something he needed. Her hands were paintbrushes in their own right. Her teeth could be a sculptor’s chisel on his skin. He let out a shivered breath as she dug her nails in and spoke. She spoke against his ear and her breath cause him to harden even more. She pulled him into her. His hands went to her shoulders, pushing the shirt off them. Because it was still fastened by two buttons it didn’t come off, merely pulled her arms closer to her body, away from his.

Sasha looked in her eyes. “Я не хочу, чтобы ты останавливался.” His lips found hers and he lost himself in them. He pulled her to him and he touched her pussy. He traced her lips with his fingers. “отчего?” He asked against her kiss. “Why would you want to stop? Why quit?” His fingers found her clit and he started playing with it. She was getting wet. He couldn’t understand. She wanted this. Him. It was there every time they got close to each other. Why fight against it? They had talked about Mackenzie. He would not be jealous. He understood they were part of each other.

“I don’t want to stop.” He pushed a finger inside her. His thumb pressing against her clit. His mouth pulled away from her lips and he kissed and bit her jaw. “Sei süchtig nach mir.  Wenn es bedeutet, dass du bleibst.” He kissed her neck, her shoulder. “Why am I awful?:

Her toes curled around his waist. His fingers touched her lips and Ana swallowed. “отчего?” They kept kissing. They kept touching. “Why would you want to stop? Why quit?” He raised questions that she knew the answers to. She sighed against his touch. Ana wasn’t going to give any answer now. “I don’t want to stop.” She groaned. It was unintentional, Ana thought she had control but the minute he pushed his finger inside her she was at a loss. His thumb touched her clit. Ana shivered and felt his chest against hers. His teeth touched her jaw and she knocked her head back so he had better access. “Sei süchtig nach mir.  Wenn es bedeutet, dass du bleibst.” Ana understood that. His kisses ran along her neck and shoulder. Her skin was tingling. “Why am I awful?” He asked. She shuttered. Ana’s hands went to his body, sliding along his muscles. She touched his stiffened member curiously. Ana studied his reactions as best as she could.

“Sucht ist schlecht.” Ana started to kiss him again. She thought of Mac’s lips. Her full lips touching hers. She shivered again and snapped out of it once she felt his beard. “That’s what everyone says.” Ana whispered and they kept kissing. Her hands kept touching him. They found his member, they found even more. Ana’s hands kept busy. She could feel his heart beat. Everything slowed again. “Doctors… friends… family. They all say it’s bad.” Ana kissed his lips once more, while bringing him even closer. She extended her neck and she felt his lips along her neck all over again.

“You’re awful… You put me here. You touch me there…” Ana sighed and whimpered. His lips here. His lips there. His fingers further inside her. Ana kept touching his cock, teasing even closer to where his fingers were. “Ich bin betrunken auf dir.” Ana bit on his neck and sucked against his skin. 

He loved her wandering hands. He continued fingering her. Her touch was both hesitant and expecting. Her words were against his lips. She wasn’t quite stroking him but it was close. He would have teased her about it if it wasn’t for the words she was using. Addiction. Everyone says. Doctors. It struck a bell inside him. His mouth moved to her neck once more. He felt her pulse with his tongue. His thumb slippery against her now. The noises leaving her body didn’t belong to someone who could stop.

Before he could ask, she said she was drunk on him and bit into his neck. He moaned. His hand shook with need. Yes, he could agree. Drunk. That was a good word. “Betrunken ohne Alkohol.” He nipped at her shoulder. “Hoch ohne Drogen.” He slipped his finger out, pushed her hand away and pulled her on to his cock. He growled. He fucked her slowly. All the way in, all the way out. “Sei süchtig nach mir.” He held her against him, arm around her waist. The other still touching. Moving along her curves. He pinched her nipples and kissed her.

A voice in his head told him to ask later about the doctors. Was she sick? Had she been sick? He began pumping a little harder. His tongue sliding against hers. “So much for your shower.” He laughed and picked her up off the counter. He walked over to the couch and sat. His cock deep inside. “Ride me.”

“Betrunken ohne Alkohol.” She moaned the tired word yes. “Hoch ohne Drogen.” Yes. His fingers were missing from her and she had just a moment to realize they were fucking again. He was moving slowly. Agonizingly slow. Ana bit her bottom lip and felt him moving in and out of her. The thickness of his cock. The slickness of her pussy. “Sei süchtig nach mir.” She kissed his lips. That was her agreement. Yes. She could be addicted. At least right now. She could keep touching. She could keep fucking. He was touching her, still moving slowly, just harder now. Ana could feel the bounce of her breasts with each powerful thrust. His fingers pinched. She grunted and gripped the back of his neck again. Sasha lifted her from the counter. The shirt fell from her sides, dropping to the ground. They made it to the couch, no disconnection or stopping. Once on the couch, Ana felt his cock as deep as it could go. No matter how much they did this, she still wasn’t used to it. The physical connection… the feel of his cock. It wasn’t a toy. It was a living piece of him that she barely understood.

Ride me. Ana’s hands slid through his hair and she pulled back. She looked at him right in the eyes. Her hips moved up and down against his cock. Ana trained her eyes on him. His hands found her hips and guided her along. “Sasha?” Ana kissed his lips and kept moving. The more she rolled her hips the better friction applied to her clit. “Look at me…” She kissed his lips and watched his dull eyes. “Remember…” Ana paused and felt a wave rippling down her stomach. “Remember when we, fuck..” She paused for a moment. “We went slow, I made you feel everything at once.” Ana brushed his hair back with her hands and smirked. She leaned closer and kissed his shoulder before licking up his throat.

He tasted of salt. They were sweating again and would be that way for awhile. No more showers unless they were together. Think you can do this sober? She found his hands and slide them up her stomach and to her breasts. Ana kissed him, just like she would Mac. The same passion. The same fuel. She rolled her hips along his cock, feeling his large hands against her chest. “Look at me.” Ana spoke again once she noticed his eyes had closed. “Schau mich an… Fühle alles.” 

Ana moved up and down on his cock and he groaned with pleasure. His hands on her hips. He stared at her breasts, how they moved. The rhythm between them lulling him to peace. She said his name as she kissed him. He met her eyes but there was a haze to her. Like a softness to the light bending around her. She was asking him to remember. He smiled. She wanted him. Wanted more than his cock. She wanted part of his soul. He could understand that. Not many lovers got that if any. She had gotten it. The touch of her fingers.

She was licking his neck and he moaned for her. It is all for her. His mind was speaking in different languages now. Saying the same thing over and over. He tried to concentrate. His hands guided to her breasts. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to feel. The tender flesh. The hard nipple. The harder steel. She kissed him again. Such energy. It made him breath deeper still. Her voice. A command. No, a request. His eyes opened and he looked at her. “Ich bin.”

He squeezed her breasts and moved his hips to meet hers. “Ich höre nie auf.” His lips found her jaw. “Ich kann dich sehen.” Sasha ran his teeth from her jaw down. “Ich kann dich fühlen.” He grunted. “Ich muss mich nicht erinnern. Ich vergesse nie.”

“Ich bin.” She let her lips touch his again. Her hands hung closely, keeping their eye locked. His hands squeezed and she felt his hips bucking with her. “Ich höre nie auf.” She tried to keep her eyes open, but his lips kissing along her jaw wasn’t helping. She breathed in slowly. Then his teeth. She shivered and slowed herself. Ana wanted to feel a lot more. Her walls gripping him. Her hands doing the same along his shoulders. “Ich kann dich fühlen. Ich muss mich nicht erinnern. Ich vergesse nie.” Ana kissed him, gripping his jaw in her hands. This time, no numbness. Ana felt everything. The tingle from her toes to her fingertips. Ana could feel heavier pressure between her legs.

She kissed him again. Less curious and more passionate. She knew his lips by heart now. She could decipher him from Mac with her eyes closed. She could imagine him and her. Flipping when necessary. This was Sasha and Ana. A different step. She didn’t feel dirty and taken. Ana felt alive. His hands on her were more than mapping her skin. They were touching like lovers should. They were kissing like passionate teenagers. They were still fucking slowly.

Ana stopped talking. The only sound filtering through the room were their kisses and breath. It mixed in the air and their eyes kept connecting. Between bouts of kisses, Ana sent her mind off. She thought about Mac, his hands replaced with hers. Smooth and delicate. Right until he pinched her nipple again and brought her back to biting his lip to settle the score. 

The frenzy that accompanied their first coupling was subdued in some ways and set afire in others. He could feel a heaviness to Ana. Like slipping into a too hot bath. The hesitancy then the absolute surrender. She touched and held on to him. He half wondered what her hands would feel like on his face if he was clean shaven. Her lips on his. Different. More. The word echoed through his mind. How many more definitions could that one word take? He moaned as her walls gripped his cock in a spasm.

His eyes would close and then open. She wanted him to look. She wanted to see him. Hips moving in tandem. Meeting each other. Lips caressing. Taking ownership. His heart beat faster. He wasn’t ready to cum but his heart was ready to burst. He panted into their kiss. Such a stillness to the world. The world was not theirs. Not this world. Theirs was one in a galaxy a hundred light years away. Sasha was lost in a hazy artist’s dream when he looked in her eyes. He saw the colors swirling and spattering around as his mind painted them.

This wasn’t why he had come to London. He hadn’t a clue she would ever call upon him again. He hoped but never expected. Such a yearning for her. Her fire. Her heart. Her mind. She kept up with him. Physically. Mentally. He didn’t hide from her. Ana still hid parts of herself but this felt new. It felt like a curtain being pulled away. He pinched her nipple and she bit into his lip. He laughed at the slight pain. His hand moved to her hair and pulled her head back as his mouth went to her throat.

Ana grunted when his hand gripped the back of her hair and exposed her neck. His lips found her throat and she groaned again. Sasha’s mouth was a godsend. Ana could feel his warm lips. Even his tongue. Sometimes his teeth. She kept her rhythm. He kept his. The two danced in their own sexual manner, combining into one. They dipped into the night. Twirled together and linked hands. Ana gripped his jaw and kissed his lips. She wanted him to bite, but hell would rise if she didn’t get to first. Ana had wounds already. Physical and mental from the day. Their steamed kiss had only increased. Ana’s hands cupped his jaw, threading through his beard and hair. Soon her hands found his neck. His heart pumped against the thick vein on her thumb.

She squeezed. Ana wanted to see his fire all over again. She wanted him to fuck her until there was nothing left. Maybe even squeeze her throat until she couldn’t breathe. Maybe hit her cheek. Maybe hit her ass. Ana squeezed harder and grunted against their kiss. She was really riding him now. His cock was slick from her wetness. Ana squeezed harder and bit his bottom lip as she pulled back. Sasha’s face was red. She could feel his heart pumping even harder against the pressure. Blood urging to get to his brain and back down to his body. “Вольф медведь.” Ana whispered against his ear and let her other hand slide behind her. She cupped his balls as best as she could. Ana knew he needed more. Just like she needed more. No stimulation to her clit meant no orgasm. She didn’t care right now. Ana wanted to see that cherished look in his face as he climaxed.

“Was brauchst du von mir?” She spoke breathlessly against his ear. More panting escaped her lips. “Befreie Dich.” Ana squeezed his balls, then his neck together. Hands left his balls and she put all pressure onto his neck. Ana gripped her teeth onto his shoulder. She grunted. She fucked him as hard as she could. Ana’s teeth broke skin and the taste of iron splashed along her tongue. 

How she was kissing him. She pulled at his beard, his hair. Such possession. Her fingers on his throat. The pressure was applied and he felt his body reacting. He calmed his breathing as it became harder and harder to get air. She was still kissing him. Her lips soft by contrast to her hands. Her movements were sharper, harder. His name in Russian drew a gasp from him. One hand on his throat, the other found his testicles. A moan. She had said she would play with him. He felt lightheaded but not because he lacked oxygen. Her grip was strong but he could manage.

He was lightheaded because of her demeanor. Ana kept him guessing. One moment she was dominant. The next she was submissive. At least what he was seeing as submission. Asking what he needed from her. Putting him first. The voice in his ear was pushing him to fuck her a little faster. A squeeze to both areas followed by a simple phrase. The pressure against his neck was more now. Both hands. He could feel the strain in her fingers. The strain in the blood flow. She bit. He groaned and felt her hips bucking harder.

When she bit through his shoulder, he grunted and felt himself rise from the couch. Sasha didn’t want her to stop biting, to stop squeezing. But he needed to be in control. He lay her on the floor without slipping out. Once he had the leverage and help from the floor, he raised himself on his hands and started fucking her hard. He could feel his hips slamming into hers. “Sei du.” He couldn’t speak as well with the lack of air. “Keep.. hands..” He grunted.

Ana had been blinded. The amount of work she put herself through was making her sweat again. Sasha lifted her. Ana was drunk on power. Her back touched the ground. All of it happened in a split second. Ana could only remember his grunt before his hips slammed into hers. She closed her eyes and felt her hands loosen until he spoke. Ana couldn’t stop now. That had to be what he said. “Keep… hands…” She squeezed, shut her eyes, and definitely felt her body being taken. Ana couldn’t feel her body. Definitely the opposite of the plan. She wanted him to feel earlier and now she wanted to be his. His? You want to be his or you want him to have you?

He was definitely in a state of awe. Sasha was pure animal. His hips pumping quick and heavily. She felt each huff of air leave her blood spattered teeth. Ana was trying her best to stay close. She hung her legs over his hips and adjusted her teeth. Another bite. Heavy. Heavy. Heavier. Ana was grunting with him. Two animals having at it and not stopping. He was speaking again. Something in Russian. Possibly German. Ana’s ears were ringing. Her body numbing and flooding with warmth all at once.

No, the ground wasn’t comfortable. Their fucking was a bit painful, probably for the both of them. She held on either way. He was close. The way his hips thrust in harder but at a slower pace made all the difference. “Befreie Dich.” Ana grunted and sunk her teeth into his shoulder yet again. 

Her eyes closed as he fucked her. They were as close as they could get. Their bodies moving, sweating. He could feel her tear through his flesh. She could take a pound of flesh or more if she wanted. Somewhere the lines were erased. He knew they would both be bruised. He wished they were on the bed but that would require slowing, stopping. There was no time for that. He couldn’t afford to let go of her.

Ana said it again. Befreie Dich. He growled as she bit even harder. A fresh trail of blood dripped from him on to her. On the floor. They could bathe in it for all he cared. “я тебя.. хочу.” He was still lightheaded but now it was everything. The pressure in his neck, the pain of the bite, the feel of her under him. His balls tightened. He couldn’t hold off any longer. He moaned and thrust in a couple more times before he came. He let out a bit of a yell as he exploded. He slowed his hips until he finished. Then he collapsed on top of her. He tried keeping most of his weight on his arms as he pulled out and fell to the ground beside her.

He coughed once her hands were off his throat. The oxygen, the blood flooded him. He cursed in Russian and lay on his back. His shoulder would need attention. When he thought of the word, he turned on his side. His hand between her legs. “Was ich von dir brauche.” His voice had a rasp to it but it would go away once he drank something. “Cum for me Ana.” He kissed her as he dipped his finger inside.

Ana felt a cold drop against her arm. Sasha spoke in a grunt and struggle. Her hands squeezed. “я тебя.. хочу.” She could feel him cumming. Still something she was sure she couldn’t get used to. The grunted noises he made were almost lulling. She felt his weight fall on her slightly. Ana breathed in heavily and let her hands go. He moved. Right to the side of the floor. Ana could feel the carpet settling around her body. He was coughing. Ana licked her bottom lip and felt a drip on her collar. She wanted to laugh. It was disgusting. Ana laughed anyway. Blood dripped from her teeth onto her lip. “Was ich von dir brauche.” She felt his hand slide along her hip and between her wet legs. He wasn’t shy about it.

“Cum for me Ana.” His lips met hers. Blood moving to his lips instead. It wasn’t going to take much. Ana wanted to cum… she really wanted to, but she gripped his hand and made him stop instead. He pulled away, just as she had intended for him to do. “You’re bleeding.” Ana moved her hand over her lips and saw the blood there. She swirled her tongue along her teeth and tasted the iron. Metal didn’t ever taste too great. Ana’s hand dropped to the ground and she lay there quietly. She started to laugh again. Ana felt manic. Her laugh put it out there. How crazy was this? Fucking a guy… fucking someone so raw.

Ana’s laugh started to slow and she closed her eyes. Her hand saw next to Sasha’s, limp and tired. She hadn’t looked at him yet. She hoped he wasn’t disappointed about making him stop. She needed a break or she would be raw to bits. “Like me still?” Ana chuckled under her breath. She opened her eyes and looked at his neck. His shoulder… everything was a mess. He was a mess. Yet, she didn’t feel bad in the slightest. 

Ana laughed. Then they kissed. He could taste the blood on his lips. She stopped him from fingering her. Sasha pulled his fingers back. He thought maybe he’d fucked her too hard and she was sensitive. She mentioned she was bleeding and was tasting it in her mouth. There was more laughter and he started chuckling too. “Yes.. I am bleeding.” The dull ache would go away soon enough. It would sting once he applied antiseptic but all in all, he was good with it. He listened to her laughter. If he didn’t know better, he would have thought they were drunk or tripping.

Sasha watched her movements, subtle and slow. He could feel the heaviness in his body. Maybe he needed that break now. He’d kill for his pool in Amsterdam. To roll into it after fucking like this was a thrill. Well he really didn’t know that but imagined it. He’d fucked plenty. Took in a swim after it too. But it wasn’t the same was it? More. He swallowed the word. Had he freed himself like she wanted? Yes. In every visceral sense he had been freeing himself with Ana since the first meeting.

She opened her eyes and he gave her a smile. Her eyes wandered as she asked her question. “авось.” He laughed lightly and groaned as he lay on his back. He knew he rug was absorbing his blood and it would likely never come out. He didn’t think it a bad thing. A memory. A painting. It would be a reminder. “Приезжай в Берлин со мной. Проведите неделю со мной там.”

“авось.” She laughed with him, even if she didn’t know what he had said. His groan made her realize how sore she really was. Ana was sure she bit the inside of her mouth as well. Her lips were sore. Her clit was even more sore. She was sure that her entire pussy was throbbing. Nipples too. They stayed in silence. Ana breathed in sync with Sasha. She was sure she could pass out here if she wanted to. Sasha right next to her if she managed to get scared. Somehow, she was sure she couldn’t be scared when he was around. If anything, Ana would scare herself more than anything. Her mind had managed to grow into a darker more intense model. “Приезжай в Берлин со мной. Проведите неделю со мной там.” Ana knew she didn’t understand a word he had said. She stared at him, grinning with blood on her chin like a drunken fool.

Oh. She spotted his shoulder, no it wasn’t pretty. “You’re lucky I don’t know half the things you say in Russian.” Ana sat up slightly and felt her back muscles stretch. “Kommen Sie.” Ana took his hand and helped him up. He still looked calm. Everything about him bled calm. Ana envied it still. She left their clothes on the ground and headed up to his bathroom. She wondered if she could manage another shower with him. Instead, she sat him down on the toilet and ran a wash cloth under warm water.

She looked up and saw herself in the mirror. Ana slid her hand under the water and wiped the drying blood from her chin. Her legs were wobbling. She was surprised she was able to stay on her feet at the moment. She was running on a high. Maybe she could ask for a cigarette. Ana dug in the drawer until she found his first aid materials. Everything was precise in his bathroom. Clean sinks. Soap. Pristine razor. Everything she would expect from him. She pressed the wash cloth against his shoulder with the soap. “I’m sorry. This is… bad.” Ana half whispered.

Ana didn’t answer him. She explained why. She hadn’t understood. Sasha hadn’t realized he’d spoken in Russian. He would have said it in German but she spoke first, then helped him up. He could feel his body stiffening. The stickiness of the blood. She led him to the bathroom and had him sit on the toilet. She wiped the blood off her face and he imagined he had some on his face after kissing her. Watching her he smiled. He could have told her where to find what she was looking for. It didn’t seem to be a bad thing for her to look through his things.

She finally used the washcloth on his shoulder as she apologized. “It’s not that bad.” He flinched when the soap soaked through the dried up blood. “I will live.” He chuckled and touched her arm. “A little pain isn’t a bad thing.. reminds us we are alive.. yes?” She was cleaning him up, caring for him. She had to like him. “Why am I lucky you don’t understand half things I say in Russian?” He laughed a little more. “I switch from language to language with you.. I don’t always notice.” He leaned back on the toilet.

She was still touching the bite. Before she applied the antiseptic, he took hold of her hands. “What I asked.. or said.. before.. go to Berlin with me.. spend a week there.. or Amsterdam.. either one..” He didn’t ask it. He met her eyes and raised a hand to her cheek. “Spend a week with me. You like me. You wouldn’t have learned new words if you didn’t want to talk to me again.” He wanted to kiss her one more. “Do I have blood on my mouth? Cause your mouth is wiped clean and I don’t want to get it messy again.”

Yes, yes. He will live. “Why am I lucky you don’t understand half things I say in Russian? I switch from language to language with you.. I don’t always notice.” Ana stopped dabbing at his shoulder and looked at him. Oh. Ana hadn’t noticed if she had done it or not. Especially with Mac. Not like Mac would say something, she turned into pudding when Ana spoke French. She went to grab the bottle with antiseptic. Her hands were caught after she put the washcloth down. “What I asked.. or said.. before.. go to Berlin with me.. spend a week there.. or Amsterdam.. either one..” What? Wait… what? Ana swallowed and felt his hand on her cheek. “Spend a week with me. You like me. You wouldn’t have learned new words if you didn’t want to talk to me again.” His words sounded like silk. She felt drunk and unable to speak.

His eye wandered along her face. You like me. Yes, she did like him, but… something about the way he said it. Ana took a breath in. He mentioned kissing. He mentioned his lips. Yes, there were specks of blood and maybe a tint on his lips. Ana grabbed the washcloth and slid it along his chin and lips. She didn’t kiss him. She couldn’t choose to at the minute. She was shocked by what he was asking. Go away, just a week? Mac would never believe her in any lie. She would find out. She would lose her. Ana grabbed the antiseptic and a new cloth. She pressed the solution onto the rag then onto his shoulder. He hissed and nearly growled. Ana knew this was the absolute worst part. 3… 2… 1… burning done. Onto the next part.

“I can’t.” Ana whispered and bit on her bottom lip. She focused on his shoulder instead. Red splotches peppered along his neck. “… It’s… Du weißt, ich kann nicht.” She breathed out and lifted the cloth off the last little puncture. She grabbed ointment and whatever gauze he had in the container. “Es würde ihr Herz brechen.” 

He could see the shock in her eyes. She hadn’t expected him to ask such a thing. She was thinking about it at least. It wasn’t an outright no. She started wiping at his mouth. He figured she would kiss him after she was done but she didn’t. There was no chance to protest or kiss her first. The antiseptic was on his shoulder without warning. He let out a couple of sounds, neither pretty. He didn’t know if she did it as a way to change the subject.

Ana answered him. She didn’t meet his eyes. There was doubt there. She wanted to. She was giving excuses. The last one struck to the heart of everything, literally. He took the gauze out of her hands and put it down. “ I don’t want that.. I’m going to need a shower..” He pulled her to him. He put her hands to his face. His hands went to hers. “You can.. you choose what you do.” He knew she loved Mackenzie. He had no doubt about that. But he also knew that there was something between them that couldn’t be ignored.

“The last time we were together.. I skipped work.. I told you I would get..punished..” He stroked her cheek. “One of my brothers did work me over.. lightly.” He smiled and focused on her face, her lips. “But father is creative.. he had my paintings.. in Berlin.. destroyed.. years of work.” He didn’t want to make her feel bad, knew it might happen. But he was telling her so she could understand what he had been willing to risk. “Come with me.”

Sasha pointed out what he wanted. No gauze. Another shower. “You can.. you choose what you do.” Ana swallowed. He had a point. Ana found herself chewing the inside of her lip. Yes, you definitely bit it. I can feel it here. “The last time we were together.. I skipped work.. I told you I would get..punished..” He touched her cheek and she almost thought he would hit her. Nothing of the sort happened. “But father is creative.. he had my paintings.. in Berlin.. destroyed.. years of work.” All because of her? Was he trying to make her feel guilty? She stared at him, searching for some sort of answer in his eyes. Not everyone is out to get you, Ana. “Come with me.” Hazards. He battled for what? Her? She wasn’t worth that risk.

Ana reached around him and flipped the water on again. Warm. Not too hot. She pushed him by his chest into the shower. Ana kept quiet. She grabbed the body wash and lathered it around her body. He was staring at her, still waiting for an answer. “Wolfbär.” Ana said his name with a sigh. She walked under the water and met him half way. “I–I can’t.” She swallowed. You can. You won’t. You won’t survive another day with him. Ana was weary of telling the truth. She could explain her addiction and her thoughts. Possibly how she knew it was fucked up that she liked him hitting her.

“Remember when I said you’re not good for me… well it’s true.” Ana touched his biceps with her hands. “You’re… You’re calm… you let me touch you and experiment. I feel it all with you.” Ana wanted to be angry at the idea of it. “I’m not exactly cleanly shaven like you can be. I can’t handle more than one piece of my life…” She sighed and ran her hand through her wet hair. “I need a cigarette. I need… I don’t know.” Ana rinsed the rest of the soup off her shoulders and stepped out of the shower to his room.

Ana turned on the water in the shower. Sasha wasn’t sure the conversation was over but she seemed to hit pause. He allowed her to push him into the shower. It had been his idea. She washed her body. He took the soap and started scrubbing his own body. Another hiss when he touched the bite. She was good with her teeth. A smile was on his lips until she said his name. He sighed like she did when she said she couldn’t go.

She kept talking and he listened. The water bounced off them. She was touching him. He let himself touch her shoulder, her neck. She would have a couple of bruises but nothing like before. Like that first time. “More than one piece?” It sounded like she was adding him to her life. It gave him a bit of hope. She rinsed off and walked out mumbling about needing a cigarette. He cursed in Russian as his hand went over the bite. He didn’t bother with a towel and went after Ana.

He wanted to grab her, make her explain. Instead he took a second and went to nightstand. He opened the second drawer and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He handed them to her and took a seat on the bed. He probably should apply more medicine to his shoulder but he wasn’t letting her out of his sight. “Tell me about one piece… I want to understand..” He put his hands on his thighs.

Ana stood in a towel, still dripping slightly when Sasha made an appearance. He was naked all over again. Ana wondered if he eve wore clothes. It didn’t seem that way. It was fine. Ana wasn’t a fan of clothes either, mostly at home. Especially around Mac. Sasha went into his drawer and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, even a lighter for her. She wondered if he smoked. She didn’t have the urge to light a cigarette any more with it in her hands. Sasha sat on the bed and stared at her. Ana slowly put the items down on his dresser when he asked her to tell him what she meant.

He wanted to understand, but there was more to that then just pieces. Ana licked her bottom lip and pulled her towel off to wrap her hair in. She took a spot next to him on the bed and tried to think of how to explain. Pieces of her life were spread along the globe. Things she didn’t want to remember. Things she needed to leave behind too. “I’ve realized that I need to keep things simple to survive. I don’t need to struggle or fight anymore, I just need to… be me. That’s it. I have Mackenzie. She’s supposed to be that final piece.”

Ana stared at the carton of cigarettes across the room. She couldn’t bare the thought of inhaling that anymore. “I wasn’t supposed to have another piece. I finally became whole, no more puzzle that needed solving then you…” Broke me apart. “You showed up. We connected. Like stars in space. We’re two intellectuals that found each other and now I can’t figure it out.”

She didn’t light the cigarette. He watched as she debated what to do. The towel was off her body and on her head.While he appreciated the view, for once, he wasn’t jumping her. He wanted answers.  She sat next to him and he tried keeping his hands to himself. Ana spoke about fighting, struggling and that simply made more questions for him. He didn’t experience jealousy often but at this moment he was jealous of Mackenzie. The woman next to him was more than he’d expected and knowing she felt so strongly about another was making him jealous. It made him smile.

“I have terrible timing.” He looked at her. “And you have a way with words.” He reached over and took her hand unable to resist any longer. “Why do you need to figure it out? Why not let us be.. whatever we are?” He stroked her hand. “I am just Sasha.. You are just Ana. Simple.” He looked in her eyes. He remembered the conversation they had. She envied his calm. He wanted to know why. Had she told him? Maybe he’d been so off his head that he didn’t remember. He shook his head. No, he would remember if she’d said why.

Sasha had ideas, theories but it was only speculation. There were some things you didn’t ask or push on. He was certain whatever was in her past had to come out at her pace. “I like you Ana. I am happy you called for whatever reason. If you need to draw line.. It won’t make me happy.. but I am patient. And we did connect.. I don’t want to lose that.” He touched her face.

“I have terrible timing. And you have a way with words.” Ana felt his hand in hers. He was calming all over again. She could give him devastating news and he would easily find a way to talk about it. “Why do you need to figure it out? Why not let us be.. whatever we are?” He had a point, but she didn’t work that way. Ana needed to know everything, at least as much as she could. Mystery only worked for herself, not the person she was sleeping with. “I am just Sasha.. You are just Ana. Simple.” She felt chills along her arms as he touched her. She shook her head silently. “Simple is never simple, Wolf Bär.” He shook his head too. “I like you Ana. I am happy you called for whatever reason. If you need to draw line.. It won’t make me happy.. but I am patient. And we did connect.. I don’t want to lose that.”

Why did you call him? Mac would’ve killed Connor, even if you started it. So you were being selfish. He touched Ana’s face and she looked in his eyes. Whatever color they were, it didn’t matter. Ana couldn’t focus. She was melting just by his touch. Probably because they were naked. Why did she need to figure this out again? Lack of control. Like right at this moment. Ana leaned in and kissed his lips. Her hands slid along his jaw and she dipped them back onto the bed. Ana climbed over him and let her body weight fall onto him. Their lips crashed again and again until Ana realized she needed to breathe. She pulled away and looked down at him. Her heart was racing once their eyes locked.

Ana sighed and let her forehead lean against his. “Fuck..” She sighed under her breath and closed her eyes tightly. “Sasha, I can’t do simple anymore. I have simple now. I barely have simple now. Why do you even bother with me? Why me? You have everything you want.” She leaned up and stayed on his lap before she ran her hands through her hair. 

Ana began kissing him and Sasha didn’t stop her. Her lips would always be welcome to him. She touched him and soon he was on his back. Her body on his. He sighed happily even if his cock ached and protested as it tried to harden again. He almost laughed at his body’s reaction. It wanted her. It was a never ending thirst it seemed. He breathed when she breathed. His heart bounced in his rib cage. His lips. Sore. Happy. Wanting more. Kissing her back with as much passion as before. His hands roaming her back. The pads of his fingers enjoying every muscle that strained in their current position. They weren’t prominent but just under her soft skin.

When she stopped kissing him, he licked his lips and smiled. They were resting their heads together and she cursed. He smiled wider. He couldn’t look at her because she was so close, his eyes would cross. Her voice touched his face like a lover’s touch. His heart took a deep sigh when she said she couldn’t do simple, when she asked why her. He tried to shrug. “Why not you?” Sasha didn’t know if the why could be explained but she’d asked. “Intellectual.. passionate.. sexy..” He said the words and his hands drew along her back. “How could I not want you? The way you look at life.. how you approach it.. you take no prisoners Ana.” There was gentle humor and affection in his voice. “You don’t back down.. you are fierce.. challenging.” He touched her cheek after she sat up.

“I don’t have everything I want. Why would you imagine that?” He was able to look at her. “Because I have this..” He waved at the apartment. “Because I have money? It’s nice. It’s not everything.” He put a hand over her heart. “This is more.. how we relate to another. How we connect.. I would give it all up and live like a pauper if it meant I never sat in a boardroom.. if I never had to get my hands dirty.”

“Intellectual.. passionate.. sexy..” Ana felt his fingers sliding along her back. “How could I not want you? The way you look at life.. how you approach it.. you take no prisoners Ana.” She didn’t understand it. He liked her. He really liked her. Ana was starting to see it. He had some feeling. Some type of feeling, more than what she was offering. Ana had a lustful atmosphere around him. Uncontrolled and dangerous. “You don’t back down… you are fierce.. challenging.” His hand was back on her cheek. She stared at him with sorrow. Ana was ruining him and she wasn’t sure she could stop. He explained he didn’t have everything, Ana felt rude for saying he had it. She knew he went through hardships as well. He barely knew her at all, yet he liked her. He probably just liked the sex. You like the sex. “This is more.. how we relate to another. How we connect.. I would give it all up and live like a pauper if it meant I never sat in a boardroom.. if I never had to get my hands dirty.”

This is more? Ana swallowed. She stared at him. She felt his hand on her cheek all over again. His fingers dragging along her soft skin. “Why do it then if you can give it up? Why keep doing it?” She spoke softly, she wondered what courage she mustered up to get the question out. “I… I’ve asked Mackenzie the same question before. She was in a position she didn’t want to be in. She fought to get out of it. She fought for me, but…” She licked her lower lip and stared at him. Her eyes wandered around his face. Ana felt awful. She was selfish when it came to him. Ana only did what she wanted. She let him fuck her. He let her do whatever she pleased. Drugs included. Yet, no drugs appeared just yet. “I know you’re not her, but if you’re not happy in it then leave. Do it for yourself. Not for anyone else.” 

He could see she was looking at him sadly. He almost wished he hadn’t seen it but it was probably better he did. She was still staring at him. He wondered what she saw. “I told you.. I have an arrangement that will help keep my younger siblings out of it.. and..” He licked his lips and paused. Ana talked about Mackenzie, asking her the same. It was interesting to hear how it came about that she’d left the drug business. It was obvious his family didn’t have the whole story. He smiled. “She fought for you.. that’s heroic.” Her eyes didn’t leave him. She spoke frankly. He looked at her lips as she spoke. “No.. I am certainly not her.. she’s prettier.” He laughed. He took her hand and brought it to his mouth. He kissed her fingers.

“I had someone a few years ago… We were.. very close.” His eyes drifted to her hand. “We had a good time.. good thing between us..” He couldn’t remember if he’d spoken about this. “She got pregnant.. had twins.” He didn’t smile. There was no fatherly pride. He had smiled when the boys had been born. “My mother was unhappy. We weren’t married. My father didn’t want bastards carrying on the name.” He kept his eyes on her fingers. “But they were male.. so he wanted us to keep them.. said I would need to marry her.. raise the boys.. they could take over eventually. I didn’t want that.” He looked in her eyes. “I had them.. their mother and the boys.. had them leave.. made a bigger deal with my father.. a few extra years of doing what needed to be done… but the boys are never involved.”

“I had someone a few years ago… We were.. very close. We had a good time.. good thing between us.. She got pregnant.. had twins.” Ana’s eyes narrowed. “T-Twins?” She stuttered under her breath. He was a father? Still a father? He was stiff with his words, as if something bad had happened. “My mother was unhappy. We weren’t married. My father didn’t want bastards carrying on the name.” She swallowed. He kept his eyes on her hands, but she stared at his face. Two boys. He had kids… Ana suddenly felt nauseous. Finally Sasha looked at her. “I had them.. their mother and the boys.. had them leave.. made a bigger deal with my father.. a few extra years of doing what needed to be done… but the boys are never involved.” She was worried… what happened to the girl? Why was he even telling her this again? All of it was some arrangement so no one got hurt? “You have kids.” She looked down and moved away from his lap. Ana suddenly wanted to be dressed, yet she didn’t move.

“Why didn’t you say something before… you…” He sort of did. Remember? No more kids. He was snipped, but it didn’t mean it couldn’t happen to her. Ana didn’t want kids. She never imagined herself with a white picket fence and babies running around. If anything, she found herself trying to muster up the courage to sit on the back of Mac’s motorcycle. “See… you’re far from simple.” Ana swallowed and nearly choked on her words. “Do you… do you still care about her… about them or?” She didn’t know what to say. Words sounded jumbled in her head, especially thoughts. Is his family just on the other side? What was the point of her then? Same instance? Just no kids? What did he even expect of her?

The tone of her voice was shaky. Perhaps he’d told her too much. He didn’t stop. She should know all of him. She’d asked after all why he didn’t stop. She moved away from him and he frowned. Having kids was apparently not a good thing. “I mentioned.. but I didn’t explain. I apologize. I didn’t think it would matter.” He sat up and scratched at the back of his head. Ana sounded afraid, terrified of his truth. More than his scars, more than his life with his family’s business. Her questions were odd to him. Did he care? “Of course I care.. I’m not.. I am not heartless Ana.” He didn’t know if she wanted him to be cold. He’d made choices. Some were altruistic but most were selfish.

“Ana.. They’re children.. innocent children. Of course I care. If you’re asking about whether she.. whether they are a part of my life? No. I’ve not seen them in person in about 3 years. I wouldn’t recognize the boys if I laid eyes on them.” He ran a hand over his face and stood up. He walked to the glass doors, stood there looking past his own reflection. “I do not want children. It wasn’t a part of my life. It happened. She went off her pill and didn’t tell me.” He shrugged. “I told you.. I may be a horrible Catholic.. but.. She wanted them.. My mother.. she was pushing for a wedding.. my father.. all he saw was a continuation of his name.. I know what my brothers’ children will inherit.. I couldn’t give that kind of life to those boys.. not even if I didn’t ask for them.” For the first time since they were together today, he wanted to be drunk. “The last time I saw them.. it was to sign away all parental rights.. she had married after I’d sent her away. She was safer away from home. I made sure they were provided for. He.. her husband wanted to adopt them.” He shrugged again. “I don’t.. You asked.. why I don’t stop. I made deal. Can I break deal? Yes. But it would likely cost a few things… and I still won’t be a father to them. I can’t.”

“Ana.. They’re children.. innocent children. Of course I care. If you’re asking about whether she.. whether they are a part of my life? No. I’ve not seen them in person in about 3 years. I wouldn’t recognize the boys if I laid eyes on them.” She felt confused. Why mention it if these things didn’t matter then? “The last time I saw them.. it was to sign away all parental rights.. she had married after I’d sent her away. She was safer away from home. I made sure they were provided for. He.. her husband wanted to adopt them.” Sasha was still talking. Over and over and over. She stood up after him and pulled open a drawer. Ana slid one of his shirts over her. Something dry-fit. Probably something he wore when he worked out or when he went for a run. Ana finally grabbed the pack of cigarettes off his dresser.

She also grabbed a pair of clean briefs for him. Ana had lost her underwear by now. She pulled on his pair and met him at the window to give him his. “Come on.” Ana gripped his forearm and led him downstairs to the larger balcony. Once the breeze hit her face, she lit a cigarette and handed him the pack too. She needed something to calm her nerves. A drink. A line. A pill. A cigarette. “I’m sorry you haven’t seen them.” Ana inhaled off the stick and crossed her arms lightly. “Would you have done things differently if you could?” Ana swallowed. She had asked herself that question multiple times when she was at her lowest. “I sometimes wonder the same. Sometimes. Not all the time.” Ana looked at his shoulder, then him. His eyes were the same. Calm.  

He focused on breathing. She probably thought lesser of him. What kind of a person signs away their children? He heard her moving about but he didn’t turn around. He didn’t want to see her disappointment. Her hand was on his arm and she tugged. He followed behind after putting on the underwear. She wasn’t dressed in her clothes so at least she wasn’t running out the door. They walked out into the balcony and she finally lit a cigarette. He took one out for himself and lit it. It wasn’t something he indulged in. He preferred weed if he was going to smoke but it wasn’t always permissible during his time in the city. He let the taste hit his lungs. He shook his head. “Don’t apologize. Nothing that warrants it.” He smoked and closed his eyes.

Her question wasn’t surprising. She likely wanted to know if he regretted giving them away. “No.” He answered quickly because he knew the answer. She talked and he opened his eyes. She had a past he didn’t know about. He shrugged his shoulders. “I might have done a couple of things differently.. but not about this.. they didn’t ask to come into this world. I didn’t ask for them. Didn’t want them. Maybe I am heartless. But.. I didn’t want that.. weight.. I love my family.. but it’s also a heavy load..” He looked at her. She wore his clothes. Ana really was beautiful. He sighed. “What.. what would you have done differently? What do you think about that you wonder?” He finished the cigarette and put it on on the ash tray in the middle of the table. “Do you.. I don’t know.. want something to drink? Coffee? Something stronger? I could use something.”

He didn’t regret it, which was good. Regret was a weight that she didn’t need either. “I might have done a couple of things differently.. but not about this.. they didn’t ask to come into this world. I didn’t ask for them. Didn’t want them. Maybe I am heartless. But.. I didn’t want that.. weight.. I love my family.. but it’s also a heavy load..” She nodded. Ana put the cigarette back between her lips. She smoked slowly compared to Sasha. She felt his eyes on her. “What.. what would you have done differently? What do you think about that you wonder?” Ana bit her bottom lip and watched the cigarette disappearing into the air. Hmmm… what would you do differently? Not get Mac hurt. Not get Mya hurt. Leave my father’s house as fast as possible. Ana hadn’t answered him. She was too busy staring off when she heard him again. “Do you.. I don’t know.. want something to drink? Coffee? Something stronger? I could use something.”

She finished her cigarette and placed it in the trey next to his. “Whiskey if you have it.” Sasha was gone. He entered the house and Ana sat on one of the chairs outside. Her legs were tired. She felt hungry again and sore. Ana could hear him moving about inside until he made an appearance again. A bottle set between them, an ice bucket, and two tumblers. He filled the glasses for them and took a seat next to Ana as he handed her one. She was still thinking about his question. Ana remembered setting the house on fire, hoping to god her father wouldn’t make it out alive. If she could’ve done things differently, she would’ve never done it. Nancy would’ve ran. She would’ve been safe.

“There isn’t a point for me to wish things had gone differently. It won’t change anything. I’m here now. I’m alive. I’m surviving.” Ana brought the glass to her lips and took a healthy swig. She closed her eyes and sighed under her breath. Her throat burned, but her body refused to let up. “You told me something personal, so what do you want to know about me then?” 

Ana asked for whiskey and he went to retrieve it. He took it out of the cabinet then grabbed a couple of glasses. He decided on an ice bucket rather than drinking it straight. He looked at the bottle and wondered if he shouldn’t take a drink directly from it. A few moments to himself. He hadn’t deserted them. But he hadn’t stood by them. He knew he should regret his cowardice but couldn’t. He picked everything up and carried it out to the balcony. The ice rattled and the whiskey swam around it. A dark golden color that was warming him up by simply seeing it. After he handed her glass over, he sat. They were close to reach out and touch if she wanted to. He sipped as she spoke. He could understand it all. No point in wishing. Being alive. Surviving. He stroked at his beard.

“I did tell you something personal..” That’s how it had started a while back. One truth for another. He vaguely recalled that part of it. He smiled while looking at the whiskey. “Tell me what you’re surviving.” He took another drink, almost emptying the tumbler. His eyes found her face. “You didn’t say survived. It isn’t all in past. You said surviving… I remember.. you wanting to be calm.. then talking about simple.. upstairs..” He did finish it this time and poured himself another. “So what are you surviving Ana? Is it the guy you hated enough to strike? Is it something Mackenzie did? She fought for you.. did she do something you think you need to survive?” He felt raw and not from the sex. Why did he bare himself to her so easily?

“Tell me what you’re surviving.” Ana felt internal panic. Her heart pounded faster. Her palms started to sweat. She kept them gripped around her glass so they wouldn’t shake. Why did she give him that access? He could ask anything he wanted, she should’ve assumed that she would be asked something so raw. Ana drank her whiskey and finished just as he did. Another glass was filled by her hand. “You didn’t say survived. It isn’t all in past. You said surviving… I remember.. you wanting to be calm.. then talking about simple.. upstairs..” She stared down in her drink, seeing her reflection wiggle back at her. “So what are you surviving Ana? Is it the guy you hated enough to strike? Is it something Mackenzie did? She fought for you.. did she do something you think you need to survive?” Ana shook her head. “Mackenzie has kept my head above water. She always has.” Since they met. Since they met again.

“I-uhm, probably should’ve thought about this before I said it was okay to ask.” Ana downed her drink again. Then another. Her stomach twisted at the base. “We both had a bothersome childhood.” Ana cleared her throat and kept drinking. The more she drank, the easier it would be. She lit another cigarette and took a deep inhale. Ana hadn’t looked at him since she started trying to talk. “I moved around a lot. Never had friends,” Ana drank her drink and set the glass down. She felt dizzy and knew she definitely drank to much too fast, but it was the only option for her nerves. “Never had family. No siblings. My father…” She shook her head. “You know.” She swallowed and put the cigarette back between her lips. “You know he isn’t a good man. He never was one.”

Ana paused for a moment to finish her cigarette and let the alcohol do its job. She eventually looked over at Sasha with glossy eyes. No room for emotions here. “A year of therapy hasn’t fixed what he’s done to me. Drugs… drinking… sex… none of it makes it stop. It’s like a webbing wrapped around my brain. Squeezing just enough to make me weak all over again.” Ana set the cigarette down in the trey and reached for the bottle again. 

He noticed the reaction to his question. Her knuckles were slightly white as she held the glass firmer. Ana finished her glass as well. She avoided meeting his eyes as he spoke. Sasha couldn’t blame her. He’d avoided hers before. It wasn’t her girlfriend. It was intriguing her choice of words. She was drinking faster and her words were shaky. He drank his second drink but she’d finished her third by then. The word bothersome felt important. She knew what had happened to him, his siblings. If she used that word, what she was thinking about was troubling. Sasha wasn’t dumb. He didn’t tend to scrutinize everything but he understood enough of human nature to see her diving into the alcohol for courage. It was what he’d wanted wasn’t it? After he started talking, he’d wanted alcohol.

Ana lit another cigarette and he watched the smoke disappear into the air. She talked about her childhood in clipped language. Direct. Her father. He was the cause of her fear. No, it was more than fear. He observed her movements. It was a couple of minutes before she spoke again. This time she looked at him. He could see the haze in her eyes. She’d medicated herself. He would swear the wind stopped blowing and the world paused as she talked. He felt the ache. Therapy, drugs, drinking, sex. He nodded. She escaped into it all. It made sense. She reached for the whiskey and he stopped her. He put the bottle out of reach but only by a little. He moved closer.

“He hurt you.” There was a deep anger inside now. He wasn’t drunk enough to not work it out. She hated men. Except for himself. She allowed him to do what he wanted. It was there in neon colors. He tried to not let himself as angry as he wanted. He could picture her father in business meeting. The look in his eyes. Sasha hadn’t given the man enough credit in his complete lack of substance. He hadn’t seen the possibility of what such a man could do to a daughter but he should have. “I’m a distraction? Or something else? Do I help make it stop?”

The bottle was moved and Ana swallowed and looked down at her empty glass. Of course. He seemed to understand now. “He hurt you.” He raped you. More than once. Ana closed her eyes and tried to sink that thought very far into the back of her mind. She nodded so he understood. Yes, he hurt her. She didn’t need to go into detail. If he asked, she’d try her best. “I’m a distraction? Or something else? Do I help make it stop?” Nothing he said was viable. He wasn’t a distraction. He didn’t help make any of it stop. She wanted to be honest, but how could she when he was fucking her as hard as he did and hitting her because she asked? How fucked up is that? Even he would know… She sighed. “You’re not a distraction. If anything, you make me lose all control. That’s the problem.”

Ana rubbed the side of her head and eventually her eyes. She didn’t want to show how difficult it was to talk about. It took a long time for her to open up to Mac. Then to Jayden. Ana licked her lips again and sighed under her breath. “I don’t want you to be sorry for me or try to fix anything.” Ana was starting to speak slower to avoid slurring her words. “You make me feel something. At least something different. I’ve never had this… this connection with a man. You’re different. Very different.” She shook her head again. “I’m… I’m not the happiest person. I’m basically a rain cloud over a human corpse. You don’t make it stop. Mackenzie doesn’t either. Nothing does. It’s something that I deal with. Just like the things in your life are pieces you deal with.” Was it everything he needed to know? Probably not. Would it bring them closer? Maybe.

Sasha was still looking at her. He always looked at her like he was solving a puzzle right before his eyes. “Is that what you needed to know now? That you aren’t some virus that I’m using to make myself feel better? Because you aren’t a virus. You aren’t a distraction. You’re an anomaly.” 

He was trying to digest what she said. You’re not a distraction. If anything, you make me lose all control. That’s the problem. Sasha was really trying to understand how losing control was the problem. She was trying to not show how she felt. That he could see and understand. The signs were there. The rapid drinking when asked such a cutting question. The intoxication would mask any hurt she still felt. Feeling sad for how things had happened to her, how she viewed her world wasn’t the same as feeling sorry for her. At least not for him. He could empathize with her loss. The loss of being a child. He wondered at what age it all began. How much of a childhood she’d been allowed. “Yes.. things we deal with.” He reached for the bottle and topped off his glass. He didn’t pour another for her. They had been drunk with each other enough for him to recognize she was at that tipping point.  

Sasha drank half of his glass. He nodded when Ana said he wasn’t a distraction. “I am happy I am not a virus. That sounds unpleasant.” He sat back and tilted his head up at the sky. She had been an only child. No one else to take on her father. No one else to run to when things were shit. “You don’t want pity. I don’t want pity. For our.. bothersome pasts..” He took another drink from his glass and finished it.

“But don’t do that.. describe yourself a corpse. That is shit. You are not a corpse. You can be unhappy. Angry. Sad. Scared. But no corpse.” After putting the glass on the table he looked at her. “I like being an anomaly. Makes me special.” He gave her a smile. “No pity. Nothing to fix.” The way she phrased things explained that maybe she thought she was actually broken. He thought about what she’d asked of him in all of their meetings. What she admitted would explain her reactions to some things. It wouldn’t exactly explain her need for other things but they could explore that. He took her hand and linked their fingers. “I want to know more..” He thought about it. “It can be later.. not now. I think.. we need real food. I will call down and have someone bring us food. Is there anything you want?”

“But don’t do that.. describe yourself a corpse. That is shit. You are not a corpse. You can be unhappy. Angry. Sad. Scared. But no corpse.” Sasha’s eyes found Ana’s again and she leaned her head when he stated he was special. An anomaly made him smile. After the silence, he reached for her hand and linked their fingers. Ana felt his rough exterior as she dragged her thumb along his. She didn’t like holding hands often, just with Mac. Never with anyone she was just screwing on the side. Sasha wasn’t one of those people. He wasn’t someone she was just screwing. “I want to know more..” Ana didn’t want him to get too involved. He would take matters into his own hands. Something Mackenzie had tried to do over and over until Ana had to beg him. Sasha had the power and connections. He could take William down with a snap of his fingers. Legally too. “It can be later.. not now. I think.. we need real food. I will call down and have someone bring us food. Is there anything you want?”

Ana swallowed and closed her eyes. “I want to go home.” She blinked and stared off into the landscape in front of her. Buildings. Cars. People. She nodded her head. “I need to go home.” Mackenzie would worry. Ana had no idea how long she had been here let alone where her clothes were. She unlinked their hands slowly and stood up. Ana made her way inside and studied the room around her. The kitchen, the couch. Ana tried to find where they started and where they ended up. She made her way to his room and undressed from his clothes. They were neatly folded on his bed before she searched and found her clothes nearly kicked under the bed. Ana slipped her panties on then the rest of her clothes. She was growing drunk in time and Ana couldn’t stand for long. She took a seat on his bed and ran her hands through her hair. Sasha would make an appearance shortly. He wasn’t one to leave Ana alone after she retreated like that. 

Ana said she wanted to go home. At first she said it with eyes closed but then she stared off. Avoiding him. Then she said it differently. Need. He sighed when she let go of his hand and walked away. He shook his head. He sat a moment longer, feeling the slight chill, the emptiness of the seat beside him. Sasha understood. Deep down he knew that she was always running. When she came to him, it was because she was at the verge of collapse. Calm. More than once she’d talked about it. He knew how he was. It wasn’t that he didn’t feel emotion. He did. There was a rage under his skin aimed at her father and he didn’t even have the details. He rubbed his eyes. The alcohol was there under the surface. Enough to make him feel it, not enough to be drunk. He wanted more but she’d walked away. He stood and went looking for her. Stopping on the way to his bedroom, he searched for his phone. He called his guard and told him to get sandwiches for lunch. Whether she wanted to go home or not, she still needed to eat.

Sasha found her sitting on his bed fully dressed. He smiled. “Women don’t usually come into my bedroom to get dressed.” He sat next to her, put his arm around her. “You need to go home is what you said. I heard.” He put his fingers under her chin and tipped her head up so she could look at him. “You want to go home, I will take you home.. before you argue.. don’t bother. I outweigh you and I have scary.. very scary guards..” He frowned and then smiled. “Danilov can drive. We can eat lunch in the back or you can sleep until we get there. I’ll wait in the car. No scene.. no problems.” He ran his thumb over her cheek. “But I am not letting you get on a train.. or rail… or what have you. You drank.. you’ve had a long day.. I want to make sure you make it home safe. Give me that Ana. What happens beyond that.. we will see.” He kissed her lips lightly, then her forehead. “I still want you to come to Berlin with me.. spend time with me. Think about it. Don’t decide. I should probably put on clothes.”

Sasha sat on the bed next to her, draping his arm around her shoulders. “You need to go home is what you said. I heard.” Soon her glossy eyes were looking right at him. His fingers felt softer on her chin. “You want to go home, I will take you home.. before you argue.. don’t bother. I outweigh you and I have scary.. very scary guards..” God he was trying. Really trying. Ana smiled once his appeared. She’d have to eat and be dropped off. That was the catch. “But I am not letting you get on a train.. or rail… or what have you. You drank.. you’ve had a long day.. I want to make sure you make it home safe. Give me that Ana. What happens beyond that.. we will see.” Fine. She wasn’t going to protest it. There was no point in doing so. She kissed him back and Ana stared once they pressed onto her head. “I still want you to come to Berlin with me.. spend time with me. Think about it. Don’t decide. I should probably put on clothes.” Berlin. She repeated the word in her head.

“Why do you torture me, like that?” Ana felt her skin growing warm. He wasn’t getting dressed or moving away from her. She stood up before she could kiss him again. That would lead to her clothes being off yet again. “How about we drive me home. You come with, no food. Trust me, I don’t feel like eating. Ana knew Mac wouldn’t even see her being dropped off at the gym. She finally saw the time and knew she would be busy with a class. In the end, she didn’t end up getting Mac a gift. If anything, she earned an explanation as to why she looked like shit and smelled like sex.

“Please? Can we do that. Maybe you put some clothes on… like you said.” Ana put her back against the closed door and stared at him. “You need to clean your shoulder again too. We can do that before we leave.” You’re purposefully leaving his Berlin question out of the equation. If Ana was asked over and over, she would go. He wanted to know  a lot more about her but she wasn’t ready. 

Sasha laughed when she said he was torturing her. Ana moved away from him. He shrugged when she said about driving her home without food. “I already asked them to pick up sandwiches. If you don’t eat it, that’s ok. One of the boys I’m sure will do the honors.” He stood when she said please. She seemed like she backed away. He grabbed a pair of jeans from a drawer and started pulling them on. “The boys will be going with us. I can’t drive in my state.” He wasn’t drunk but he was close. She mentioned his shoulder and he glanced at it. He knew it was likely seeping but not really bleeding any more. She was right. He needed to put something on the bite. “Ok.. you can torture me now.” He smiled at her. He grabbed a shirt out of another drawer and walked into the bathroom.

He grabbed the stuff which was still on the counter. He looked at it in the mirror. He would need to redress it for a few days, keep it clean. He touched it. It still stung. She walked in but was keeping her distance. He smiled at her in the mirror. He took hold of the washcloth and washed it clean. He wiped at the bite. “So why don’t you feel like eating? Too much alcohol?” He took out the antiseptic and put some on a gauze. He wasn’t fond of the stuff. His eyes moved along his body. The only thing worse smelling than antiseptic was the stuff they’d used on his burns. It was always sticky.

He sat on the toilet and hoped she would do it for him. He did want her hands on him. She might be on the drunk side but she could handle it. He kept his hands on his thighs. “Once you’re done.. will you kiss it to make it better? Americans do that yes?”

“Ok.. you can torture me now.” Ana nodded and followed him into the bathroom. Her arms still crossed over her chest. He proceeded to do as she asked, which was good. Ana didn’t feel like having to fight him over something she did. “So why don’t you feel like eating? Too much alcohol?” She licked her bottom lip and stared at him through the mirror. He looked to be in pain once he cleaned and touched, but hell it needed to be done. She saw him turning it over to her, which was exactly what she wanted to do from the start. Seeing that made her know she needed to step back from it. “No, just not a happy stomach at the moment.” Ana felt a little nauseous. Especially after hearing about the kids. His kids. She shook her head and finished bandaging up his shoulder. “Once you’re done.. will you kiss it to make it better? Americans do that yes?” Ana laughed under her breath.

Kiss him. Make it better. Ana set the medical items aside and kissed his lips. She was slow and touching his jaw as she tipped his head back. “There.” Ana smiled as she pulled away and looked down at him. “Anomaly.” Her head shook as she handed him his shirt. She felt so damn guilty for how she felt about this. Ana didn’t want to leave. She needed to leave. Hurting Mac was inevitable. He was there. She was right there not moving. That little itch on the back of her neck telling her to run away with him. Ana was always running. Here or there. For the first time she had a stable relationship, job, and life. Ana was ruining it for herself. Ruining everything they built just to do what? Fuck a man she barely knew but had a connection to? It wasn’t fair.

“Just change it every couple of hours until it’s passed any infection period.” Ana realized she had been reading too many medical journals. At least she knew how to survive off minimal supplies. “Better?” Ana lifted her brow. Okay, time to go.

[anaglaringstare]

Restoration @Sasha

You’re mental and looking for an excuse to explode. Find a different one or it will be painful. Cause after I’m done with you.. well you know where I’ll go after that. Ana went silent. She had been silent since the security office called Sasha to pick her up. She was surprised he agreed. She was surprised that the woman behind the counter said he was on his way. Like he just dropped everything to come get her. Ana felt as if she disobeyed Mac…. not that she needed to know any of it. Cause after I’m done with you.. She was starting to hear his voice again. Ana was beginning to think she made a mistake. All of it was a mistake. Her leg started to shake up and down. Something Jayden would make her stop. Something Jayden would see as the beginning of a panic attack.

Ana closed her eyes and pressed the back of her head onto the wall. It wasn’t helping that the zip tie was digging into her wrist. Why couldn’t they remove it? Not like I’m being mental. Ana heard the door, half afraid that Connor was actually back. Her eyes slowly opened… Sasha was there. Neatly trimmed in a pressed outfit. Just like he left a board meeting. Her face fell pale and her leg shook even more. His eyes found hers and Ana swallowed.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sasha had left London after Liv and spent a week in Amsterdam. He hadn’t dared go to Berlin and see the destruction. His time there wasn’t his normal routine which worried his housekeeper but he assured her he was alright. On the seventh day he was back on a plane to London. He had some things he wanted to do with the club and since Oliver was enjoying the cold in Russia, it was up to him. At least he didn’t need to be entirely sober this go around. No real meetings to be had with old men. He also didn’t need to see his sister which was always a bonus. She was in Colombia this week. He was being driven to his apartment when his phone registered an unknown number. He handed the phone over to one of his security team. When he heard Ana’s name, he took it back.

He was surprised at the call and the reason but he agreed to go pick her up. His driver looked up when he shouted the address and told him to drive. The guard sitting next to him was balking and Sasha quieted him with a look. When they arrived at the building, he barely let the car stop before jumping out causing his guard to curse and hurry after him. He was pointed in the right direction. Sasha walked in and spotted her. Their eyes met and he didn’t care for what he saw. He walked over to her as someone asked if they could help him. He barely glanced at the man as he grabbed a pair of scissors from a desk, not stopping his stride. “Aleksandr Vasiliev.. you phoned me to pick up Ana.” He stopped next to her and snipped the zip tie off her wrist, tossing the tool on the ground. He knelt in front of her, taking her wrist in his hands, looking at the mark. “Are you ok?” She looked tired and he had the sudden urge to hurt someone. Thankfully his own security was now interceding with the guard and handing them his card. He touched Ana’s cheek. “Let’s get out of here ok?”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana watched the action ensue. Scissors were in Sasha’s hand. The zip tie was off her wrist. His hands were in hers as they inspected the light red mark. “Are you ok?” Ana looked down at him and nodded. She hadn’t realized how much she had missed him until their eyes met. She felt dirty though. He was a dirty little secret. Ana felt something. Whatever it was, didn’t mean good news for Mac. Truthfully, Ana would’ve never told Mac she had run into him again, now she felt the need to always tell her. “Let’s get out of here ok?” She nodded again. Ana wanted to stay in that second of comfort. His hand on her cheek and Ana’s eyes on his. Just a mere second, she felt safe. She followed him out. Whatever his team had said to the woman made her silent. Ana didn’t need to sign anything. She expected some sort of form like Connor had to sign.

Sasha opened the car door for her and Ana hopped in. She buckled the seat belt and felt the car move. Sasha was right next to her. He was quiet. She was quiet. He probably didn’t want to have too private of a conversation in front of anyone. “Can we go to your place?” Ana spoke up and bit on her bottom lip. She felt stupid. It was stupid. Messing with Connor when he had more than his ego to show for it… stupid. Sasha said something in Russian and the car began heading in the right direction. There were questions and Sasha more likely had questions. She knew he would ask. He wasn’t one to hold back and Ana knew that. He knew that. It was no more than ten minutes before they were at his place and parking the car. Sasha left the car first and Ana was helped next. She pulled her back over her shoulder and reached for Sasha’s extended hand.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

His heart felt heavy. He was delighted in seeing her but Ana looked frightened even if she nodded that she was ok. He stood up and gave her his hand. They walked out of the building without so much as a glance at the people in there. His security could handle anything. He tried keeping his calm as he helped her into the car. His guard sat next to the driver to give them more room in the back. They were both silent. He wanted to ask what had happened but the look on her face told him to take a moment. She asked about going to his place and he ordered the driver to proceed. Nothing else was said on the drive there. Not by them, not by the men in the front. His guard had seen her tied to the chair and knew what it would do to Sasha, knew his reaction. There were no need for words. He texted ahead and let the others know the situation.

The driver pulled into the underground garage and Sasha stepped out of the vehicle first. He helped Ana get out and gave a nod to his security and driver. They would wait for the second elevator to give him and Ana privacy. The building was secure. The rest of the team was already in the building and making sure the apartment was neat and orderly. The elevator came and he let her board first. Once the doors closed, he pulled her into his arms and held on to her. He probably should have asked Ana if it was alright with her but he didn’t really care. “Are you really ok? No lies..” His arms held on to her tightly and he could feel his own heart beating faster. He kissed her temple. “What happened? Why..” He was trying not to ask every question in his head at once. He pulled back and framed her face with his hands. His eyes scanned her face. Her eyes. How he missed them. But he saw lines of worry. “Tell me if you’re ok.. do you need a doctor? Did they hurt you? Why the tie? You’re tiny.. what could you have possibly done to..” He was getting angry at them. He wanted to march back to that building and have more than words with whomever was in charge.

[anaglaringstare]

She boarded the elevator first and watched him walk in. Instead of any question, she was pulled into a hug and it caught her off guard. Ana eventually wrapped her arms lightly around him. Hell, contact like this was only for Mac. Ana could smell his cologne. “Are you really ok? No lies.” He kissed her temple. Ana closed her eyes and breathed him in. His arms were much larger. His heart beat much heavier. “It was a stupid altercation with someone I’m not fond of.” She sounded half robotic but it was true. “What happened? Why…”

Why? She hated the fucker. He brought too much to the table. He was an absolute monster in Ana’s head. He looked at her face, Ana wasn’t necessarily upset. She wasn’t scared of anything at the moment. She was.. defeated. He put her in her place. Check mate, you’re done. “I’m okay. I wasn’t hurt.” He looked into her eyes again and made sure they weren’t lying. “I’m not hurt.” She repeated and gave him an even more stern look. If she insulted and hurt Connor enough, he would’ve attacked. If only.

The doors opened and Ana pulled away to walk out first. His home was the same. Clean. Modern. Warm. Ana rubbed the back of her head and leaned her back against the wall and stared at him. He was walking closer. “I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have called you.” She laughed under her breath. “I told you I didn’t… I couldn’t see you and I was… bold about it.” Ana sighed and saw him even closer. So much closer. She felt her skin rise in chills. “I hit someone.” Ana looked down and sighed quietly. “I hit someone that I absolutely hate and I was stopped before I could possibly tear his face off.” She knew this would be the moment she told him everything. Why she told him no… why she said this and that. Ana wanted a drink already.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

“An altercation?” Her voice was faraway. He didn’t like the sound of it. He liked the fire in her and right now she wasn’t on fire. Ana repeated that she was ok and unhurt. Her eyes were hard but still he saw the softness. The doors opened and she walked out of the car and into his apartment. He followed her and was already doing away with his coat. He tossed it on the back of the couch and began rolling his sleeves as he walked to her. Her back was to the wall and she still looked tired. Something was amiss. But she was right here with him and he was happy about that. She was already retreating and apologizing about calling him. He shrugged as he closed the distance. “Don’t be.. I told you you could count on me yes?” He smiled as she continued to talk. He could hear the laughter, the nerves in her voice. “You are always bold.” She averted her eyes and told him what she’d done. He only stopped moving when he was right in front of her.

“So you hit someone.. someone you hate.. enough to tear his face off?” He repeated it and tried to keep a straight face. He put his fingers under her chin and got her to look at him. There was a smile on his lips. “Was this person a midget?” He was trying to keep the humor in his tone. The look in her eyes still told him how serious she was, how much she felt towards this person. “I don’t care that you said you couldn’t see me.. I’m glad you called..” His hand stroked her cheek as his eyes roamed her face. Her eyes, her lips. “The idea of you being alone there.. unpleasant.. where is Mackenzie?” He was curious as to why he had been called but in the end it wouldn’t matter. He would always answer her calls even if she pushed him away after. “Tearing someone’s face off.. messy.. blegh.” He made a noise and hoped to make her laugh. God he wanted to kiss her.

His mind went back to how she’d sat there like a criminal. He wasn’t thrilled with that memory. “You hit him hard?” He lifted her hand and looked at it but did not see a mark. He took her other hand and noticed that at some moment, both of her hands had been bound, not just one. He rubbed at the marks. “Hopefully you hit him hard. Who is this person?”

[anaglaringstare]

“I don’t care that you said you couldn’t see me.. I’m glad you called..” Ana felt his hand on her cheek again. It was soft. “The idea of you being alone there.. unpleasant.. where is Mackenzie?” Ana shook her head. “I didn’t want to get her involved… or worried… she worries.” Ana swallowed and saw his eyes travel down to her lips. She did the same. It made her feel angry that the lust was still there. Ana managed a smile at his joke. Nothing long lasting, but enough to make him lighten the situation. “You hit him hard?” Ana felt his hands traveling along hers and trying to find the marks. “Yeah.” She had almost forgotten how she did it. An elbow. Something Mac had taught her. Not on purpose either. “Hopefully you hit him hard. Who is this person?” Ana let her eyes watch his thumbs kneading in her wrist. It felt nice. It felt calm. “Someone who fucked with my roommates head once. Then with me. Then everyone. Mac hates him even more. They have some history. A winding web.”

Ana looked at his eyes and saw him still looking for some mark. “I elbowed him. I figured he would start fucking with me and I hit him… In the face.” Ana licked her bottom lip and pulled her hands away from his. She didn’t need to be coddled. Ana wasn’t hurt at all. Maybe her ego was bruised, but this was it. “It wasn’t a great feeling. Not being in there and looking crazy.” She didn’t want to get into it more. Sasha seemed more preoccupied with her lips. Ana felt her heart beating even harder. There was an unfathomable lust sitting beneath her skin. She wanted to touch his face and hair. She wanted to stop the tingling feeling from the bars between her nipples.

“I’m sorry if I interrupted your day. I can leave. I should leave.” Yes. Remember you were buying Mac a gift? Remember? Yeah. “I can’t… string you along.” I wonder if he got snipped… Shut up. You are not thinking about that. “I can’t… be here. I took advantage of you, by calling. I knew you would come.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She didn’t want her girlfriend involved because she worried. There was some understanding to that. She explained a bit more and got a direct picture as to why she didn’t want her involved. “She hates him more.. hmm..” Right now he wasn’t particularly fond of this man and he didn’t know his name. She hadn’t mentioned it on purpose. He would ask her again in a little while. “Winding webs can be dangerous.” His smile lit up when she said she elbowed him in the face but then she pulled her hands away. Sasha sighed. He didn’t want to stop touching Ana. He shook his head. “You did not such thing.. I had it penciled in.. stop by and rescue damsel.” He laughed a little to let her know he was kidding. She was doing a bad job of trying to leave. He looked at the wall behind her and then at her.

“No invisibility power.. you can’t walk through that.” He took her hand in his again. He let himself feel her fingers. “Good you didn’t hit him with your fist. You might have broken something.” He’d heard the excuse about stringing him along. Placing her hand against his chest he spoke. “Ana..” He put a finger against her lips. “Stop.” His thumb touched her lips then. “I’m a big boy.” He stepped even closer so only her hand separated their chests. “You did not take advantage.. I said to call yes? If you needed me.. No interruption to my day.. No taking advantage.. definitely not stringing me along.” He could feel his temperature rising as he stood against her. “No one knows you’re here.. so.. why can’t you be here?” He moved his thumb away from her mouth and his face was hovering against hers. He could feel her breath against his lips. His hand moved to her waist. “I don’t want you to leave…”

He pressed against her. While he wasn’t as excited as he could be, he was definitely waking up. Part of him knew it was probably rude but he couldn’t help himself. From the moment he set eyes on her, he wanted her. Today it was to protect her first. Now that was taken care of, he had other wants in mind. “We can eat lunch… have some wine.. maybe..” He kissed her slowly, tentatively.

[anaglaringstare]

“Stop.” She did. Ana felt his thumb. “I’m a big boy.” God, he was so close. “You did not take advantage.. I said to call yes? If you needed me.. No interruption to my day.. No taking advantage.. definitely not stringing me along.” Ana was being pushed into the wall more. He was warm. He was touching her. Ana’s eyes had dulled and watched him closely. They eventually closed when his lips were a sliver away. Ana held her breath. “I don’t want you to leave…” His hand touched her waist. His hips pressed into hers. Ana finally had to breathe. “We can eat lunch… have some wine… maybe…” She breathed him in and her hands touched his jaw. Sasha’s hair was in her hand and she gripped. His tongue was in her mouth. His body was heavily pressed against hers.

Ana got lost in a moment. Weakness. Lust. Loss of control. She knew if she didn’t stop him now, this would never end. Ana would never find her way home. She would fuck up all over again. Her fingers unbuckled his belt and ripped it off him. Buttons threaded through her fingers and his dress shirt was off, nearly ripping the buttons with it. Their breath was mixed and Ana finally gained consciousness again. Her hand gripped his jaw and pulled him back. She was breathing… heavy, yes, but not panicked. “I don’t..” She could feel chills running along the back of her neck. “Sasha…” Ana took a slow breath in and eventually let her hand fall from his jaw to his chest. Shirtless with dress pants.

She moved away from him and paused the minute she took a short step away. Ana breathed and continued taking her steps. One after another. She made her way into his dark bedroom and paused in the middle of the room. Behind her, footsteps appeared. Sasha was there, right in the doorway. Ana saw his shadow until the door was shut. She eventually turned around and sat on the edge of his bed. Ana touched her lips and let her hand grip over her mouth lightly. I’m happy. I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t be sitting here… looking at him… watching him walk to me.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She touched him and it set off sparks. He kissed her hungrily. One hand firmly holding her waist, the other traveling from her face to her neck, to her chest. He palmed her breast as her hand undid his buckle. His cock was harder by the second. He tasted her mouth, drank her in. His fingers finding their way under her shirt as she tugged at his. The softness of her skin made him growl into the kiss. His shirt fell to the ground, probably useless now. How he wanted her, this. Ana wanted him. Her touch told him so. She stopped him and he let himself be stopped. His eyes tried focusing on her. The need and desire in them eclipsed everything. Her fingers touched his bare chest. She stepped away and he wondered if she would run. Would he stop her? Should he stop her? His mind was saying yes he should and would. She couldn’t deny this.

When she started walking towards the bedroom, he followed, kicking his shoes as he went. He pulled off his socks before entering behind her and shutting the door. Ana’s hand covered her mouth. He could feel her eyes on him. Sasha licked at his lips and left the lights off. He wanted to see her in the light but he knew that right now she was debating what to do. Even with the door closed, he could see she was wavering in her decision to come in here. He undid the button on his slack and the zipper as he got closer and then discarded the trousers. Standing in front of her with nothing but his briefs, he took her hands and put them against his lower stomach. He closed his eyes a second, imagining her taking them off him and placing her mouth over his cock. He swallowed hard and opened his eyes.

Sasha pulled her to her feet slowly, giving her every chance to run away, to change her mind. He didn’t ask, didn’t speak. He lifted her shirt over her head and tossed it to the ground. Her breasts still hidden behind her bra. He caressed them while keeping his eyes on hers. His hand slipped down and began undoing her jeans. He went slowly and somewhat gently. While he was starved for her, he didn’t want to scare her off. If she chose to leave, so be it. But he would not frighten her. After the jeans were pushed to her ankles, he brought a hand to his mouth and licked his fingers, then he slipped it beneath the waistband of her underwear and began touching her lips.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana’s eyes stared at him as he moved forward. His pants were discarded on the ground and his hands touched hers. No longer on her mouth. She felt his lower stomach. Ana swallowed and stared at his toned stature. She knew what he wanted…. Ana could see the fire in his eyes. She was pulled to her feet and Ana stared at him. Sasha’s hands went to her shirt and pulled it over her head. Ana didn’t stop him. His eyes were dangerous. She took a deeper breath in while his hands massaged over her bra. His eyes were growing more and more lustful by the second. Ana kept her eyes on him. His hands wandered and unbuttoned her pants, taking the zipper down with it. They were pulled down passed her hips and finally to the ground. Ana was being stripped layer by layer.

She watched his hand move up to his face once more. His lips between his fingers and then soon inside her. Ana’s breath hitched. He hadn’t asked, which didn’t matter. He hadn’t hesitated. The cool feeling washed over her as she leaned closer and kissed his lips. Ana’s hands rounded the back of his neck. His hand slid along her again. Ana gasped along his lips and let them dip onto his bed. The comforter fluffed around them and settled behind their bodies. “I shouldn–” She cut herself off with a moan against his lips. He wasn’t holding back. She wasn’t either. “Sasha… I can’t..” Ana mumbled, still kissing him with as much fever as he was. Why stop? Ana could feel his weight falling heavier on her hips.

Ana remembered what it was like to fuck him… to feel things. To feel a lot at once… to make him feel even more. Ana moaned again. “Fuck…” She felt his fingers slide inside her even more. She was dripping wet. Her heart pounded even harder.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

His hand touched her lips then he slipped a finger between them, along her clit. He pushed it inside her and let out a small moan when he felt how warm she was. Ana was wet for him. Her mouth was on his and he kissed her with passion. He wanted to tell her how often he thought of her. How often he wanted her under him, above him. Every room in this apartment now reminded him of her. They fell back on to the bed and he could finally feel her body under him. She was trying to say she shouldn’t.. Sasha didn’t stop. As long as she was kissing him and pulling at him, then he would take it as a sign to go on. 

He fingered her slowly but now moved his thumb against her clit. He could feel it throbbing and everything getting wetter. He kissed her lips, her jaw when she allowed. But she was taking him with her lips as much as he was taking him. He situated himself between her legs as she said she couldn’t but didn’t push him off, didn’t say no. His cock pressed against her hip bone and he groaned into the fresh kiss. He began fingering her a little harder. When she cursed, he took it as a good thing. His mouth moved to her neck and he kissed and licked. He used his free hand to pull down her bra. He rolled and tugged at her nipples. The bars making him ache to lick at them. 

“I want you.” He managed to say it against her throat. His mouth moved to her shoulder and back up to her neck. He swore under his breath and pulled his finger out of her, his hand outside from her panties. He moved and pulled them off her while at the same time pushing his briefs down. 

[anaglaringstare]

Ana knew what this meant. She definitely knew that she needed to make a decision and fast. Do this. Go home. His hardened member pressed onto her. Ana felt her stomach dropping. His fingers didn’t let up. They moved faster. The hit her harder. His lips touched her neck. Ana could feel his tongue. Warm. Wet. Her back arched up against him and she gripped even harder on his shoulder. “I want you.” Ana didn’t have anything to say. No words were coming from her lips. Just panting. His fingers were gone and Ana opened her eyes and watched him. His hands pulled her panties off. She was warm. She was even more wet. His briefs were down and Ana was half propped up, staring at him. She didn’t think to ask about protection. Hell, they never did before. He said things about being snipped before. Not like he needed to with her out of the picture anyway.

She felt his lips on hers again. His hips pressing even further. Ana could feel his fingers touching her entrance and feeling around his cock. Before she could moan, he was pushing inside her. Ana’s hips rounded his and she closed her eyes tightly. She hadn’t felt this in awhile. It was a sharper pain than she was used to. It fell away fast. Ana barely cared when his lips were along her neck or touching her shoulder. Her hands gripped into his hair and behind his neck. His hips pushed harder against hers as she started to pant out loud. Uncontrollable lust. Ana had felt this. Yes, plenty of times with Mac, but hell if this wasn’t a strong urge now. “Harder.” She grunted and let her teeth fall to his muscular shoulder.

Ana bit harder. Even harder. She panted even more. Ana wanted to take control, but not as much as she wanted to let go. She wanted him to take all control. Yes, they were sober, but it didn’t mean that she couldn’t enjoy it. “Harder, please.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sasha should have stopped. He should have put on a condom. He had gotten the surgery but they advised to wear a condom for two months after. But it wasn’t set in stone that he needed to. And that would have taken time away from this moment. He felt her wetness with his fingers and aligned himself. God she was tight. But she took him in with a thrust of his hips. He grunted at how wet and warm she felt. He began kissing Ana’s neck once more. He couldn’t stop. He needed to kiss her. He needed to taste her. 

The salt on her skin was what he craved. Her hands were on his back, his shoulders. Her fingers dug through his hair. He thrust in and out of her. He was a mix of sounds but no words. She had a word before she bit into him. He hissed. He ran his own teeth along her neck and remembered the bite before. How he’d pierced her skin. She said the word again but added something that made him pull back if only to look at her face. He scanned Ana’s eyes as he loved the deep brown almost black hue they changed into. He braced his arms on the bed and started fucking her hard. 

His mouth wanted her skin but his eyes needed hers. He hadn’t expected the please. He could feel her hips against his as he drove himself all the way in. Her pussy gripped him. He leaned in and kissed her. “Use your nails. Scratch at my back.” He was feeling light sweat at the base of his spine. 

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha did as she asked. Ana shut her eyes tightly and let him pump even harder. She could feel him hitting deep inside her. Ana grunted even more, keeping up with his pace. Ana panted even harder. “Use your nails.” Ana wasn’t sure she even had any at the moment. “Scratch at my back.” She let her fingers dig into his back. They dragged down to his hips and pinned onto him. They repeated the same process. Ana wondered how long she could handle this. Completely sober and him fucking her this heavily. She didn’t want to make him stop. Ana scratched again… and again… and again. Until she needed to feel him pulsate against her even more. She kissed him instead. Ana moaned and listened to him grunt. She felt like she was in a different world.

This was his world now. Ana felt him moving her leg higher on his hip. She felt his lips on her neck. His lips on her shoulder. His hand firmly above her head and curled in the sheets. He needed to touch her more… maybe after he came. Maybe we could keep doing this. Not for days… just a couple of hours. We could do this. Ana gripped onto his shoulders and dug her nails in again. She tried to hook her legs around his hips, but couldn’t manage without his help. Sasha’s hand came to. Ana was grunting again, trying to keep up with him. He seemed to never run out of steam. It was odd. Maybe he would get tired. Maybe he wouldn’t even cum. Ana closed her eyes again and drifted her head back.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Her nails were long but it would have to do. The motion, the sensation. He wanted her to claw at his back as hard as he fucked her. She panted as he grunted. It was the only spoken sounds. And they weren’t really spoken. When she kissed him, it made his eyes roll into the back of his head. He hadn’t noticed that they weren’t on anything until now. The realization was short lived but it was there. No alcohol, no drugs. He swallowed. She dug into his shoulders and he wanted more. He wasn’t ready to cum, not yet. Sasha bit Ana’s bottom lip lightly and pulled away. His mouth moved down. He ached to suck on her tits but decided he needed something else first. There was only the slightest hesitation before he pulled out. His balls practically screamed at him but he didn’t care. Ana made a noise in her throat at the surprise lack of him. It made him smile.

Instead, he moved his head down, between her legs. He could smell her and he closed his eyes as he took in her scent. His mouth watering in an instant. He kissed her lower stomach and kept going. There was no time for real softness. This wasn’t about romance. This was about hunger. His lips met hers and his tongue parted them. The sweet taste of her flooded his mouth. His hands on her thighs, pushing them further apart. He licked and sucked greedily. It had been too long since his last taste. His last taste which was supposed to have been the actual last time. He moaned against her clit and buried his mouth against her. He licked, kissed, nuzzled and teased. One of his hands found its way up to her breasts. Toying with the bars, tugging and palming. Groping. There wasn’t much finesse. Not this go around. His other hand slipped off her thigh and his fingers found her entrance.

Sasha slipped one inside her then a second. Ana arched her back at the pressure inside her. He was fingering her as his tongue drew against her clit, up her lips. He groaned at how wet she was. He could hear his fingers as they made their way in and out. Her scent was on him now. He closed his eyes and let himself float into it, into her. His cock wasn’t thrilled at the lack of friction but he was satiating a deeper need than a simple orgasm.

[anaglaringstare]

Her lips were cold… Her body as well. Sasha had moved and Ana barely registered his lips were traveling down her body. Sloppy. Wet. Warm. Ana felt her legs push apart and soon slide over Sasha’s shoulders. She felt his tongue and Ana’s entire world fell around her. The sound she made floated into the air. Her hips pushed against his lips and she started to pant again. Ana wanted to dig into his shoulders, maybe tug harder on the back of his hair. Instead, they shifted and twisted into the sheets above her. His hands were large. Ana felt them slide up her body and grip onto her breasts. They hardened quickly. His fingers tugged on the bars. Ana moaned again. A shot of pleasure slid down her stomach and burned between her legs.

She could feel his finger. Then another. Her hands gripped even harder on the sheets. It wasn’t enough. Her hand found the back of his head and she pressed on the back of it. She felt his lips against her clit, but she needed more pressure. “Oh my god…” She felt her body shaking and wanting to close herself off. Her legs wrapped behind his shoulders. His fingers moved deeper and with a faster rush of motion. Her body reacted as it should. An intense orgasm. One right out of nowhere. Ana’s hand gripped onto his head and her body fluttered from her stomach outward. Her eyes rolled back and she felt her toes curling against his skin.

Ana didn’t swear, but she moaned. Into her arm. Against the sheets. A full rush of energy spread through her body. An adrenaline rush. Something she didn’t expect either. “Hey.. Hey, hey, hey hang on…” Ana felt his lips move form her clit and his fingers. She needed a moment. A very quiet moment. She laughed. Natural chemicals flooding from her brain to her pleasured body.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sasha felt her legs, the tension in them. Her fingers griped the back of his head and he continued to lick and suck as hard as he could. His own fingers moving in and out of her harder, curling, pressing. Her clit swollen and throbbing against his tongue. A fresh wave of wetness. Without warning, he could feel her cunt gripping him. She was orgasming. He licked a little faster to match her rhythm. Her legs gripped his head and he smiled. He was happy he could do this to her. She stopped him from continuing. It was a small request. He pulled away and kissed her inner thigh as he retracted his fingers. 

He put them in his mouth and sucked them clean. He began to kiss his way slowly up her body. His cock was hard and dripping. His balls were reminding him that he wasn’t close to cumming. His body covered hers. She felt incredible. Soft. Her laugh brought his out. He kissed her breasts. The curves of them, her still erect nipples which were sensitive given her reaction. He kissed her shoulders. “That was good.” He didn’t elaborate. Ana had wanted to run. But it wasn’t a real want. Not if she’d come in here. 

He thought of her as such a mystery. She didn’t give into herself from what he could tell. Ana seemed to hold back. He wrapped his arms around her as he slipped to her side. His cock poked at her side and he laughed. She had such an effect on him. He loved women but she was something else. 

[anaglaringstare]

She laughed even more. The tickle of his facial hair on her chest and body. She was still shivering under him, through each kiss and giggle from his lips. “That was good.” Such a way with words. His arms were around her, she knew how warm she was by how cold his skin was against hers. His cock was right up against her leg. Ana was still climbing down her high latter. She wanted to continue. Ana wanted to feel him inside her and all over her. Her body turned toward his and she met his lips. Ana felt her bars against his bare chest. She felt her body consumed by his arms and breath. Their lips touched slowly, his body groaned with anticipation. Ana was still new to all of it. She didn’t know where to put her hands necessarily.

They expected to find a set of lips between his legs. They expected a lot more, but she continued to keep her hands along his neck. Ana felt his heart pounding against his neck. Boom. Boom. Boom. She felt their tongues lining each other. Their bodies linking as one. Ana wanted to climb over him. Take his lips with hers. Fuck until she couldn’t walk. Instead, her hands skimmed down his stomach. Finding every muscled ridge here and there. They were kissing. Unable to stop. Ana’s hands found his member and felt how wet it was. Then how wet she was. How could she stop and ask if this was okay if she couldn’t breathe?

“Look at me.” Ana breathed out and felt her eyes lazily open to search for his. Once his eyes made the connection, Ana licked her bottom lip and helped him between her legs. She couldn’t say she was ready, but she did it anyway. The angle would make him move slowly, until he had to take control.  For a moment, she couldn’t breathe. Not in a bad way. The gasp was slow and she finally took a breath in. “There…” Ana huffed and slowly kissed him again.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She kissed him and he moaned into it as she tuned into him. The differences in their size was welcome. She touched his neck as he touched her body everywhere. Their lips kept at each other. He cupped her ass, squeezing. The metal on her breasts was no longer cool. She actually felt warmer than him. She surprised him when her hand moved down. It was like she was mapping him out. It reminded him of a sculptor, molding clay. It kept moving down and he found himself in her hand. He groaned. She moved her hand between them. He wanted her to keep touching. To grip and squeeze until he ached. 

When Ana asked him to look at her, he did. His eyes took hers in. Another surprise when she started guiding his cock into her. He shifted and let her take him in. She was still wet so he would go in. But she was still tight. He watched her face. How she reacted to his size, to his length. He smiled when Ana had gotten him in. “There.” He repeated before they kissed. He moved his hips. He couldn’t pump hard. But his cock and balls were happier. 

He kept touching her, sliding his hand up and down her back. “Beautiful.” His hand found her lower back and held her there. He licked at her lips. He used his hand to hold her to him as he flipped on his back. He helped move her to straddle him. Ana was taking him in more and he saw the look in her face. 

[anaglaringstare]

Their lips tasted each other as if their breath was lifeblood. His hips moved into her, slow but eventually a heavier thrust. As best as he could do at this angle. It was slow and dreamy. His hands moved up her back and she could feel the trail of tingles along her skin. “There…” She moaned against his lips again. “Beautiful.” Sasha’s sturdy hand touched her lower back. He moved them slowly until she was on top of him. His cock dug deeper and she closed her eyes as they kissed. Whimpers pressed against his lips from her vocals. Ana’s hands gripped against his chest, her short nails digging in as best as they could go. She had to be slow. The initial feeling of his cock against her tight walls made her breathless. His hands still lay at her hips, squeezing her rear every now and then. Ana didn’t know if there was pain still there. The bruises were fading. The tenderness felt gone at the moment.

Ana made him sit up by the tug on her hands on his shoulders. His chest met hers, right in the middle. She gasped, feeling him go as deep as he could. That was it. The furthest. Ana’s head pressed against his. Her hands skimming between the locks of his hair and behind his neck. Ana’s teeth chattered. She knew she shouldn’t have been here. This moment was a loss of control. Ana loved it. Her hips rotated and legs momentarily let her slid up and down on his cock. Ana kept her close. She wanted to feel close… safe. She wanted to know she wasn’t crazy for feeling as angry as she did.

“Take me.” Ana whispered and felt the grip on the back of his neck grow tighter. “Fuck me… cum harder than any other time before.” Her teeth still chattered. She could feel every inch of him moving in and out of her. She kissed his lips with a deeper hunger. She wanted to see him lose control for once. She wanted to see things from the outside.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana was whimpering. Her hands dug into his muscles. Small bits of pain at the use of her nails. When she pulled at him, he sat up. Their chests pressed against each other. The feeling of her inside her made her utter another sound. He took her in. Every sound. Every touch. She moved up and down on his cock and he pressed up with his hips to meet her movements. Her fingers gripped his neck harder and she told him what to do. It was a shift. Not long ago she wanted to run, to excuse her way out of his arms. Now she wanted him to take her. Roughly by his definition. 

Sasha didn’t question it. She was sober as was he. She was making a choice. He still had a ways to go before he came even if she was driving him insane just being here in his bed. He wrapped one arm around her waist and placed the other hand on her neck. He didn’t squeeze. There was no need to. She was giving him control. He kept his eyes on hers as he began pumping. At this angle she had all the power. He kissed her and flipped her on her back, him on top without slipping out. 

He positioned her legs around his waist as he braced himself. Sasha began bucking his hips harder. His movements allowed him to slip halfway in and out of her. He grunted as he hit the deepest part of her with force. His balls slapped against her. Why it mattered to him to do as she asked, he wasn’t sure. But it made the difference for him. There was a connection for him with Ana. He wanted to see her fire, her ache. He wanted to drink every bit of passion that she could spare for him. That she allowed to escape her cloistered soul. He began swearing in German as he dipped his head down and kissed her lips.

[anaglaringstare]

His hips bumped into hers. Heavier and heavier. Ana closed her eyes and gripped onto him tighter. Soon, she was on her back. Ana was gasping as he was taking control. There was always a line… some sort of line that Ana nearly crossed when in these moments. When letting someone take her like this. She wanted to be hurt. She wanted to feel worthless and useless. No, she’d never expect anyone else to understand that. She knew it was a problem. She knew Jayden would tell her this was what therapy was for. This was why she had gone in the first place. Daddy issues. More than one. “Mach weiter.“ She grunted against him and felt his lips against hers.

Ana gripped the back of his head and felt his hips slapping against hers even more. His testicles doing the same. Sasha wasn’t one to cum easily. He was lucky that he knew how to work Ana’s body. He paid attention to the right places. His tongue especially knew the right places. “Scheiße.” Ana grunted and bit on his bottom lip. He grunted too. Something woke inside him with her teeth sinking into his flesh. “Keep… going….” She panted and felt her body moving underneath him. His muscles contracted. His veins pumped blood from his heart to his cock.

She hooked her legs behind him to gain a little more recoil. It caused her breath to collapse. Nothing but pants and barely a noise from her lips to his. Another moan left her lips. Ana pulled away from his kiss to breathe.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

The way they kissed made him hungrier. She was grunting German at him and he loved that. She was holding on to him. When she bit into his bottom lip after swearing, he groaned. One hand moved to her breasts. He pinched and tugged. He groped. He hadn’t been gentle but now he was going at her harder. His body tensed and he wanted to literally rip into her. Their mouths messy against the other. Hunger, lust. They were a painting. Tongues acting like paintbrushes. The sweat and other fluids the paint. Their bodies the canvas. 

He reached one hand between them and teased her clit. His fingers came away wet. He pulled his mouth away from hers and smeared his fingers over her lips before kissing her again. Sasha closed his eyes a moment. Concentrating. She wanted him to cum. He wanted to enjoy her. The renewed taste of her in their kiss was a good start. Playing her words over and over in his head. He was moaning. His balls feeling a building pressure. 

“Schlage mein Gesicht.” He wanted her anger. Ana had been upset at the building. He wanted that unspent emotion poured on him. He kissed her again and started playing with her clit once more. He rubbed it hard, in circles. He could feel the force of his thrusts pushing his hand against the throb between her lips. He wondered how much pain she enjoyed then pushed that thought away. 

[anaglaringstare]

“Fuck off…” She groaned in pleasure. Ana tried not to laugh but she did once she felt his fingers touching her clit. Not just touching, but playing, pressing, pinching. Her jaw slacked and her kisses grew distracted. Soon she could taste herself. She could taste him. His lips on hers once more. Ana closed her eyes and gripped onto his shoulder even harder. He wasn’t letting up. His pumping kept at an even rhythm. She could feel her breasts bouncing with each thrust. Sasha was letting it hit him, if not just a little. She heard his moans. Such an unfamiliar noise. It only brought her back to their first time… and second… and third… Her fingers ground into his flesh. “Schlage mein Gesicht.” Ana barely heard him. Instead, she was being played with once more. Harder. She felt like an idiot for not hearing his words. “Say it again.” Ana panted and needed to put her teeth somewhere.

They found his shoulder. Merely a grip for now. She was grunting with him, but listened again. “Schlage mein Gesicht.” Was she hearing him right? Down to the bone, hit me. Not just hit me, but hit my face. Ana felt her teeth digging in his shoulder. She opted to grip the back of his hair and pull his head. Their eyes met, they struggled to meet mostly. Ana couldn’t focus enough with the fast movement and his fingers touching her clit recklessly. “I don’t…. wanna hit you.” She panted, trying to gather her thoughts. Ana’s jaw dropped and her eyes closed. Her body was reacting, but not in a climax way. It almost felt numbing. All along her lower half, now her lips.

“Mich. Verletze mich stattdessen.” Ana moved her hand from his hair to his throat. She felt his pulse again. With each pump, his heart followed. Ana’s nails touched his skin even deeper. “Zwang mich, zurück zu schlagen,” She let her teeth sink into his jaw as she squeezed even harder on his neck.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana hadn’t heard him the first time and he’d had to repeat himself. Her teeth were barely in his shoulder. It tickled more than anything. But she pulled on the back of his head. Still not enough. She bit a little more as he waited for the slap but it didn’t happen. She said she didn’t want to hit him. He was looking at her as she closed her eyes. Instead she asked to be hurt instead. A flash of memory from the last encounter reminded him that he was missing something. But it was gone in a thrust. She was digging in her nails and spoke again. He felt her teeth that time and her hand on his throat. 

He recalled asking her to choke him that first time. He could feel the sweat on their bodies. One thrust, a second one. Pulling his hand away from her clit, Sasha slapped her hand away from his throat. Ana wasn’t holding on as hard as she likely could have. It didn’t take a lot of force to dislodge her hand. He watched her reaction as his hand grabbed her face. 

“Schlage mich Ana.” His eyes focused on her. His fingers dug into her jaw. He hoped not enough to leave marks but it wasn’t a huge concern. He was barely using his strength. “Wie willst du verletzt werden?” A small voice in the back of his head tried making a fuss but he didn’t care, didn’t listen. They weren’t using, weren’t drinking. It wasn’t like before. 

[anaglaringstare]

His thrusts started to burn between her legs. Ana was trying to listen and understand. It took longer than expected. “Schlage mich Ana.” He asked again. His hands pinned into her jaw as he looked at her. Ana swallowed and looked at him with heavier breaths. She shook her head at him, as best as she could. “Wie willst du verletzt werden?” Finally, it was what she had asked. She felt him pumping into her without stopping. Ana took a moment. She closed her eyes. She felt him enter and exit her quickly. More force. “Mein Gesicht.” She panted and gripped onto his hair again. His eyes were glued to hers.

The movement came to a slow. Not enough to make her stop panting. Not enough to halt the moment, but enough for him to hear her. “Beiß mich.” She grunted at him and gripped his hair even more. She pulled back to move him and she ginned before she pressed a sloppy kiss against his cheek. “Schlage mein Gesicht.” She repeated what he said first, but implied to to herself. She wanted him to hit her. “Schlage meinen arsch.” She kissed him and let her tongue slide along his. Sasha’s thrusts stopped. He was focused on her words and movements. “Nimm mich. Nimm mich so an, wie du es immer wolltest.” Ana whispered into his ear and pulled his head to the side so her teeth could sink into his neck. She felt the throbbing skin against her tongue and teeth. She wanted to feel his skin break. Ana wanted him to be at the edge of his pleasure. If Sasha could reach his limit, Ana could. She wanted to be pushed.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Her breaths were even heavier pants now. She tried shaking her head no when he told her to him him. He was still fucking her as he waited for the answer to his question. He heard the words and understood them. He wasn’t sure why she wanted this. But she was asking. She wasn’t drunk. She wasn’t on drugs. His eyes were on hers and it was a true request. She wasn’t trying to play a game. Ana was kissing him, tasting his tongue as she expressed she wanted him to her her face, her ass. He stopped moving. He needed to know if he could do this to her. She needed to know. 

Her teeth sunk into his neck seconds after she whispered for him to take her as he wanted. His eyes went dark. Pure lust, pain, desire. It was on the surface now. It was dripping from him. Sasha pushed her off his neck for a moment.He knew the movement caused a bit of a tear on his skin. But he couldn’t do as asked with her biting him. He pulled back and his hand struck her face, on the left side. It wasn’t as hard as he could. She didn’t need to have her jaw broken. She didn’t need to bleed. He imagined she wanted to feel the sting. The throbbing. He slapped her again same side as he completely slipped out of her. 

Sasha turned her over and gave her ass a hard smack, then another. His hand stung then. His mind was going to a darker spot, a needier spot. He spread her ass cheeks and dipped his fingers in her cunt. “Nimm dich so, wie ich will.” Then he started coating her asshole as he pressed against her so she would understand. 

[anaglaringstare]

Ana was pushed back onto the bed. She could taste iron on her teeth and tongue. His hand struck her face. Ana held her breath. She should’ve expected it but she didn’t. It was fast. Another hit. Ana felt the sting and the absence of him inside her. She was flipped easily. Ana closed her eyes and gripped her hands, she knew what he was going to do. A sharp slap on her ass. Another. Ana grunted and felt the sting along her entire body. The previous faded bruises would possibly have new ones if she kept it up. Mac would know. Oh god, Mac would know. She felt him spreading her open. Ana closed her eyes and felt his fingers. Deep inside her then along her other entrance. “I need more.” She breathed in. Ana’s voice shook. Last time they did this, she was fucked up. This time, Ana was scared. It was purely his own pleasure. Ana didn’t enjoy it before, but she couldn’t take back her word now.

“Lube. I need more lube.” Ana gripped the sheets and kept her eyes closed. She wondered if he would oblige. Instead she felt cold. He wasn’t there. A drawer shut and she heard a cap unplug. Ana sighed in relief. It would hurt a lot less if they did this. Her hands gripped onto the sheets again. Ana felt his fingers coating her. Cold. Warm. She felt his cock lining up to her entrance and she held her breath once more. His hands gripped onto her hip, forcing her up to her knees and hands. Ana grunted out through her teeth when she felt him entering her. She knew her cunt was tight, but this was even more for him.

She grunted again. Painful. No pleasure. She wondered how hard he would go. She wondered if he would strike her ass once more. Choke her even. Ana was starting to realize if it all came down to that, she wouldn’t be able to do this sober. “Ja, nimm, was du willst.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Her voice came through before he could enter her. There was a tremor in her voice and the dull voice in his head told him to stop. She spoke again. He moved away without a word and grabbed the lubricant. He coated his cock then he set about using it on her. He knew they’d done this before. But he couldn’t recall if it had been a toy or his cock. There were drugs, alcohol. He needed to remember she wasn’t used to this. His mind thought about her and her girlfriend. Maybe they used a strap-on. He pushed his fingers inside her and felt how tight she was. Ana held her breath audibly as he placed his cock at her entrance. 

He readjusted her body and pushed the head in. Sasha grunted as Ana did but for a different reason. The lube had been a good idea. He wouldn’t have been able to get more than his head in otherwise. He pushed his hips forward slowly. He cursed in Russian at how it felt. He had to be gentle. It was obvious how painful it would be if he wasn’t. For her mostly. He was halfway in when she spoke again. He looked at her back, her body. How she held on to the sheets. 

He traced her spine from the base of her neck down. “Ich bin.” He pushed forward again, still trying to fit himself in completely. “Atmen Sie ein.” It took a couple of more pushes but he was finally all the way in. Her body was trembling beneath him. He slipped a hand under her torso and pulled her off her hands. Her back touching his front, the back of her thighs resting on his. He held Ana there, letting her body adjust to the pressure. “Braves Mädchen.” When he could feel her breathing evening out, he began to move his hips. 

[anaglaringstare]

Ana focused on her breathing. Maybe this would change and she could end up enjoying it. Maybe she would end up hating it, but still wouldn’t make him stop. “Ich bin.” Ana held her breath again. She could feel his cock moving in and out. A different sensation. He was trying to get her used to it, but it was too foreign. “Atmen Sie ein.” She did. Her lungs filled and his cock filled her the same way. His fingers trickled up her spine and soon under her chest. She was lifted and leaning against his chest. Ana whimpered and felt him at a different angle now. He held her. She took a few seconds to stop holding her breath. Ana finally breathed again. “Braves Mädchen.” She took a deeper breath in again. She needed to remember to breathe. It relieved the pressure. It brought oxygen back to her body.

He moved his hips and Ana held her breath. Ana felt his lips near her ear. Ich bin. She wasn’t sure if he repeated the words or if she was thinking about it. Ana took more air in and felt him pumping into her at a more even pace. Was this what he liked? Was this his life? Fucking like this all the time? Ana closed her eyes and tried to focus. His hands found her chest, which was a nice change of pace, but his cock was causing more pressure on her lower half. “Fuck.” Ana grunted and closed her eyes tightly. Her hands gripped over his. She needed a distraction from the pressure. More pain. More something. “Beiß mich.” She nearly croaked her voice out. Ana felt his hips bucking against hers. “Beißen meine Schulter.” She grunted out and started to breathe even heavier. “Etwas tun.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

His hand went to her chest. She swore and grabbed his hands. Ana asked for something. He was moving his hips in a slow rhythm as he began kissing her neck, pinching her nipples. His teeth sunk into her shoulder seconds after she told him to do something. He bit and sucked on. A low growl came out of him. His hands gripped on to her breasts. The only thing gentle in his demeanor was how he was fucking her. And he was only gentle there because he would tear her in two if he went harder. 

Sasha didn’t mind giving out or receiving pain. He also didn’t mind a little blood. He could feel his own neck. A little bit of pain from her teeth, sticky from what he thought was blood. His teeth sunk into her flesh harder. One hand ventured down, between her legs. He began playing with her clit. “Du bist mein.” He spoke as he withdrew his teeth and licked at the bite. “Sag mir, dass Sie das mögen.” He pinched her clit and moved his hips a little faster. He could feel the build up. A few more moments of being in her like this and he would cum. “Sag mir, wie es sich anfühlt.”

[anaglaringstare]

He bit and she sighed in relief. It was a good distraction from the pain on her lower half. Too much pressure could make her break. Ana didn’t want to break. She didn’t want to fuck all of this up again. He could be her dirty little secret all over again. Only everyone would know. She showed bruises before. She showed herself breaking down as well. Ana couldn’t think about it now. He bit harder and she groaned. It was a pain she was familiar with. His teeth were sharp. Just like Mac’s. Only with less cushioned lips. Ana felt his hand touching her clit. It didn’t relieve pressure, but it did distract her. A bit of pleasure and biting pain. Ana could ignore the pressure from her behind. You are mine. Ana was breathing harder just thinking about his words. “Sag mir, dass Sie das mögen.” Her mouth dropped open and she tried to respond. The way he was pinching and touching her clit only made her jaw tighten.

His hips bucked faster. Ana started to grind her teeth. “Sag mir, wie es sich anfühlt.” How it felt? “Schmerz.” Ana breathed out and moved her hips along his fingers. She wanted to feel more pressure on her front. Ana felt his tongue on her shoulder. She didn’t know if she was bleeding. She didn’t care. Ana could tell he was getting to a point of pleasure. His peak. If that was even possible without slamming her against the wall and breaking all pieces of furniture. Ana hoped he would’ve had that in mind, instead she was herea holding her breath again until he told her to breathe. “Viele Schmerzen.” She whimpered and gripped her hand on his. Ana pressed his fingers against her clit. He pumped even harder. Faster. Harder. Faster. Ana was starting to pant with him. “Ich … ich … mach weiter.” Ana gripped her hands harder against his, forcing them to add even more pressure on her clit. If she focused enough, she could cum along with him.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He could hear her breathing getting heavier. She was getting more tense. He couldn’t tell if it was because she was excited or something else. She said the word pain. It was a curious word. He rolled it around in his mouth as he kept licking at her flesh. His hand moving faster between her legs when she began moving her hips. Ana didn’t ask him to stop. She merely pointed out the level of pain. Pressing his fingers harder against her clit with the help of her hand. He took the hint easily. She said she would keep going and while it hit a chord in his brain he wasn’t about to stop. His movements became harder. The hand between her legs kept playing, teasing. He managed to slip a finger partway inside her. 

Her pussy was wet. Even if she was feeling pain, even if this wasn’t her usual, she was enjoying it. At least her body was. His mouth moved from her shoulder to her neck and back. His teeth scraping the skin. Sasha hadn’t drawn blood yet. Not with his mouth at least. There was a chance of him tearing her a bit if he continued fucking her harder like he was. He was close. The sound of her whimpering, panting was pushing him even further. His fingers toyed with her, slipping in and out. Not enough to reach in and curl into the spongy part of her but enough to cause friction against her walls. He took a breath and bit into her shoulder harder and ached for her reaction to push him over the edge. 

[anaglaringstare]

His fingers dipped inside her and she breathed in sharply. It was getting better, but he was fucking harder. The pain wasn’t unbearable but it was causing her to pant and sweat. She felt his mouth along her shoulders and neck. Ana let him push Ana further. His hips bucked. Ana started to make even more noise. Whimpers turned into low moans. Her body jerked with him. Her breasts bounced along his hands. At least he was fingering her. Ana could handle that. She really could handle that. It was better than just one part of this entire equation. “Oh fuck..” She grunted when he touched her shoulder with his teeth. A heavier bite. Ana wanted to hear the crack of his teeth and breaking of her skin. She called out, groaning and letting her voice slip out in swears. He was moaning next, between his teeth and shoulder.

Ana didn’t have a chance to think. He was pumping even harder. Biting into her skin like raw meat. His fingers swirled around her clit once more. A few more harder pumps and Ana could feel his cock pulsating. He was cumming. Ana hadn’t felt this before. She gripped onto his arm and wrapped it around her mouth. The grunting behind his forearm was enough for him to know she found some pleasure in this. No matter what was happening. Pain or no pain, Ana wanted to be here for a reason.

“Fuck…” Ana breathed out against Sasha’s arm. Sweat dripped from her forehead and down her back. She didn’t want to move. Honestly, she wanted to take an ice bath. She wanted to take a cold shower and sit on the floor.. no lay on the floor. “Fuck…” Ana mumbled again when she felt him slowly pull out of her. It didn’t meant it was over. Ana said he could take her. He could have her. Any way possible.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sasha felt the ache. He knew he was mere seconds away. They were both covered in sweat. Ana had lifted his arm to her face and was making noises behind it. He both heard it and felt the vibrations against his skin. His cock exploded inside her and he swore again. He hadn’t climaxed like this with her. His breathing was shallow as he pumped a few more times and emptied himself entirely. His cock already softening. He kissed and licked where he’d bitten, tasting a bit of copper. Ana swore but it was an echo in his head. His body, his mind were on her body. The hand between her legs had stopped moving but he wasn’t sure she’d cum. He slipped out of her but stayed in that one position a second, two. He breathed out and separated himself from her. He needed to clean up. 

“Bleib hier.” He moved off the bed and walked into the bathroom. He grabbed a washcloth and wiped at his cock. He thought she might want to get cleaned up a bit too. Throwing the washcloth in the sink, he walked back into the bedroom and looked at Ana. He smiled and picked her up without effort, carrying her with him back into the bathroom. He turned on the shower as he set her down on the counter. He put a hand on her face and made her look at him. He kissed her hard on her lips and slipped his tongue inside her mouth. He broke the kiss and looked in her eyes. “We shower, clean up.. then we keep going.. I want more.”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana sighed in relief. The pressure was gone, but she did feel… well, she wasn’t sure. Ana had expected much more from him, but she was comparing to before. A not-so-sober time. Ana was craving a drink right about now… perhaps a smoke. Something to take this odd edge off. He commanded her to stay, Ana did as told, beside laying down and on her side. She listened to his foot steps. He entered the bathroom and soon he was back in the room. He smiled at her, there was no effort in it. Sasha scooped her up in his arms and she hooked her legs around his hips. Ana faced him, deciding she wanted to be carried a different way instead. They made it into the bathroom and Ana heard the door close. Her bare ass was placed on the cold shower. She felt dizzy and light. Even after they kissed. “We shower, clean up… then we keep going… I want more.” Ana felt her heart pump against her chest.

“More.” She chuckled under her breath and licked her bottom lip. Ana closed her eyes and let her head lean on the wall while she listened to the water run. “Wolfbär.” Ana whispered and felt him near her face again. He touched her jaw and Ana stared at him with glossy eyes. “Did you…” She swallowed and looked down at his flaccid cock. “Did you… get that surgery?” Ana finally got the courage to ask, even if she sounded less confident in her words. If he didn’t, they would be doing the same dance again. Ana should’ve been more worried, but here she was sinking into their bubble yet again.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He heard her laugh a little and smiled. The water warmed up. She called him by his nickname and he beamed at her even if her eyes were closed. His hand touched her jaw. She was looking at him then at his cock. He nodded at her question. “Yes.. the doctors say I should wear a condom as precaution for another month but all looked good. So far check up shows no.. swimmers.” he smiled down at her and lifted her once more. Her legs around his waist again. 

He got them under the water. He kept one arm around her while the other hand sought out the body wash. He watched her. The water rolling off her shoulders. He managed to scoop some of the wash in his palm and started rubbing it up and down her back. “That was new.. for you..” He said it softly. Not so much a question but a statement. “Why continue if there was a lot of pain? Did you enjoy it?” His soapy hand moved down and started washing her rear. It was probably more intimate than she was used to given the recent activity. But she was his. Even if she left and went back to her girlfriend. This moment, she was his. 

“I like this.. you..” He leaned in and kissed her. His hand groping for a bit more soap. He needed to get to other places but he would need to put her down for that to happen. “Ich bin froh, dass du angerufen hast.” He noticed the small amount of blood on her shoulder. He looked at Ana’s face for sign of where he’d hit her. “Do you like that? Having your face hit?” He wanted to know what she was after, what she desired. 

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha confirmed her question. Yes, he actually got the surgery. Ana was shocked in a way. He did it for her? He said he would and he did. He smiled at her and Ana stared. She was speechless. Sasha lifted her and brought them into the shower. He lifted her with ease, held her with no struggle. Ana knew she was light, but she didn’t know how strong he really was. The water slid down her back and he started washing her. Ana had nothing to do but hold on and listen. “That was new… for you…” He was quiet, so she nodded. Yes. “Why continue if there was a lot of pain? Did you enjoy it?” He continued to wash. Ana shook her head. Deep down, she knew the answer. She was fucked up. Ana mostly searched his eyes, debating on what to say. “I like this… you…” Ana felt his lips against hers and she sighed happily.

I’m glad you called. He continued to wash her. He continued to touch her. Ana was eventually let down on her feet, but still close to him. Sasha couldn’t keep his hands off her. Just like before. Even with Mac around. She breathed in and closed her eyes. He was speaking and inspecting. “Do you like that? Having your face hit?” Ana didn’t know what to say. No, she didn’t necessarily like it. She thought she deserved it. “Ich mag den Kampf.” Ana whispered and leaned her head against his. They stood under the water together. Ana felt his large hands sliding up and down her back. She envisioned his nails scraping down the skin. “Warum magst du es?” Ana finally wrapped her arms around him an pressed her head onto his chest. She felt… oddly safe in his arms. “Why did you get the procedure… even if I said I wasn’t coming back.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She shook her head when asked if she enjoyed it. She baffled him. She claimed to not like men, but she and he couldn’t not touch when together. And she kept doing something with him she wasn’t enjoying. The question why was in his head but he held back. It could wait. His hands washed her, taking their time. It wasn’t that she was unclean. He smiled. It was more the need for intimacy. The need to care for her. He wasn’t being heroic or chivalrous. It was more selfish than that. Her answer as to why she liked it continued to baffle him more. She claimed to like the fight but she didn’t fight back. He’d slapped her and hadn’t raised a finger against him. Hadn’t even yelled. “Why do I like being hit? Ich mag den Schmerz. Es ist .. tröstlich” He was answering truthfully even if she hadn’t been forthcoming. 

The next question was easier. “Hoffnung… hope.. I hoped you would come back.. if you did.. Ich würde ansprechender sein..Wenn ich keine Kinder haben könnte.” Ana was pressed against him. His arms wrapped around her and he let them quietly stand under the water. When he spoke, he knew she might not answer but he hoped they had crossed that line. “Du kämpfst nicht. Du hast gebeten, geschlagen zu werden. Warum? Lüge nicht.” 

[anaglaringstare]

“Why do I like being hit? Ich mag den Schmerz. Es ist .. tröstlich” Ana bit her bottom lip. She understood that. Comfort? It made her realize she was alive. It made her realize she deserved it. Punishment. That was different than Sasha. She could lie and say so. It would be obvious. He could read her like a damn book. “Hoffnung… hope.. I hoped you would come back.. if you did.. Ich würde ansprechender sein..Wenn ich keine Kinder haben könnte.” She could understand that more. Ana didn’t even want to touch a child. She was awful with them and absolutely hated being in a room with one. Especially one that asked too many questions. Why. Why. Why. Ana looked up at him after a silent moment. He was… gorgeous. Ana didn’t feel so fond of men. Not once in her life did she feel this comfortable with one. Ana didn’t even trust her multiple male friends going from place to place. Max too. “Du kämpfst nicht. Du hast gebeten, geschlagen zu werden. Warum? Lüge nicht.” She should’ve known he would ask. Mac wouldn’t have until it ate her up inside. Right in the moment was Sasha’s approach.

“I didn’t want to fuck up.” She was honest and her words were harsh. “We were… out of it last time, but why break a rule? I said you could have me, so I let you have me.” Ana stared at his chest in front of her. The water beaded down his chest and dropped to the floor. “I’m… unsure of the rules. Ich wollte nicht gehorchen.” She swallowed and placed her hands onto his chest and moved the water with her fingers. Ana grabbed the soap and smiled down at her hands. She slid her hands along his hips and down to his cock. Ana leaned in closer to him and started to wash between her legs after. He was back in her hands and Ana was laughing under her breath. “I can’t explain you. I never want to say it, but I hate men. I hate every man… then you come along and I let you do whatever you want to me.” She was trying to figure it out, while sober answers were flying at her faster.

It was becoming increasingly hard to keep a straight face. “I let us talk about whatever we need to… You ask questions and you ask without having to think twice about it.” Ana looked up and him and found her lips on his. She craved it, now that their bodes were touching again.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana spoke about not fucking up and he was trying to figure that out. Thankfully she continued. He let her words sink in and soon she was touching him with soapy hands. It distracted him immensely. There were stirrings already and he smiled as she laughed. She continued talking and he took his time listening. He knew she didn’t often let herself go. Even in her words. This was not lost on him. The fact that she was talking to him like this made him feel incredible. Their lips touched and his hand went up to the back of her neck. He held on to her and he was becoming more aroused. At least his body. His mind hadn’t stopped being aroused by her from the moment he saw her. 

He broke the kiss but kept their faces close. “You hate me.. but you like me. That makes me special.” He laughed freely, innocently. “I like that.. I like how we are.” He ran his hands down her arms, up her sides. He cupped her face, kissing her slowly. He spoke as he kissed her. “I ask because I won’t know things if I don’t.” It sounded simple to him. “I like that you talk to me.. about all.” He closed his eyes as he kissed her face. Her cheeks, her forehead. Sasha stared at her. “Nächstes Mal.. Du sagst Ozean.” He was looking in her eyes directly. His had warmth but were serious. “Wenn du aufhören willst..Wenn es zu viel weh tut..Sage ozean.” 

Sasha touched her lips with his thumb. “You will not fuck up..You are unsure of rules.. Simple.. Biggest one - No lies. Second.. Wenn du etwas willst… Frag danach. Wenn du willst, dass ich dich kontrolliere, kann ich. Ich kann noch mehr Regeln hinzufügen.”

[anaglaringstare]

“I ask because I won’t know things if I don’t.” So he was curious. More than curious. Something told her that he didn’t go around asking inappropriate questions to just anyone. He was kissing all over her face and stating their safe word. Ana wasn’t sure about one before, but she learned her lesson. Ana liked to push boundaries though. Mac and Ana didn’t need a safe word. They knew when to stop pushing. “Wenn du aufhören willst..Wenn es zu viel weh tut..Sage ozean.” Ana felt his thumb on her bottom lip. She wanted to listen. Every word meant something. “You will not fuck up..You are unsure of rules.. Simple.. Biggest one - No lies. Second.. Wenn du etwas willst… Frag danach. Wenn du willst, dass ich dich kontrolliere, kann ich. Ich kann noch mehr Regeln hinzufügen.” Ana leaned forward and kissed him. She nearly cut off the last pert of his words. They had a safe word. They had a set of rules that could be subtracted or added.

Ana slid her hands up Sasha’s chest and pushed him right up against the tile. “What if I want to fight back? What if I want to disobey the rules? What if I can’t say our word?” Ana moved her hand down and cupped his balls in her hand. They were warm, his body was rigid. Ana stared at her shoulder and neck. The line of scratches from her teeth being pulled from the skin. She knew she would have a similar mark on herself. “What else do you like?” She massaged her hands against his soft skin. He was breathing in patterns and dulling his eyes. Ana was grinning to herself. As much as she liked control, she liked being out of control. She liked being taken and put down, that was a darker part of her though.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

They kissed. He felt the coolness of the tile against his back as she pushed him against it. Ana took hold of his balls and his breathing grew heavier. His cock was starting to get even harder. She had soft hands. He laughed lightly. “If you disobey rules, you will be punished.” He stated it simply and licked his lips. “If you want to fight back, fight back. But if I tell you to stop, you stop.” He needed her to understand that if he was being given control, he wasn’t going to be docile. His hand touched her face. He liked this side of her. he hadn’t been drawn to her because she was weak. It was the exact opposite. 

He smiled. “I like.. being hit.. being choked.” He touched her lips once more. “Kissing… my cock in your cunt.. in your ass was good but if it hurt and you didn’t enjoy..” He shrugged his shoulders. It wasn’t something he absolutely needed. He leaned down and kissed her, biting on her lip. “I like biting.. leaving marks..” He met her eyes. “I like toys.. rope.. chains..” His hand moved down to her breasts. He played with them. Drawing shapes in the beading water. “I like having my cock played with.. sucked..” He pinched her right nipple and watched for her reaction. “Ich mag deine Reaktionen.”

[anaglaringstare]

If you disobey rules, you will be punished. If you want to fight back, fight back. But if I tell you to stop, you stop.” Ana kissed him again. She liked him touching her. Especially right in this moment. Sasha explained what he liked, while they grew even closer. He liked being hit, choked, fucking, and biting. “I like biting too.” Ana breathed in as he touched her and kissed her lips. She sighed contentedly. Toys. Rope. Chains. Ana didn’t know if she could agree on those. Sure, toys between Mac and her… but being bound and unable to move. She felt her body shiver when his hands palmed her breasts. “I like having my cock played with.. sucked… Ich mag deine Reaktionen.” She felt her jaw slack and her breath escape her lips. “You like a lot of things.” Ana breathed out and cupped his testicles and slid her hand along his shaft.

Sasha was hard again. Not completely there, but definitely getting there. She leaned closer and kissed his lips. Her chest touched his, pressing along his hands and feeling the pressure between them. Her hand slid along his cock again. She wanted to feel his heart beat spread along his body. She wanted them to fuck like animals… break furniture, hit each other, and fight for control. Sasha would win. Ana knew that. She didn’t have the full strength and capabilities to overpower him, but she did have the endurance to take it.

Ana’s lips left his and she found his neck again. She sucked on the skin and pressed her chest onto his. Ana wanted to feel his hands all over her. She wanted to shiver under his body… perhaps over his body too. “I can’t promise I’ll suck your cock, but I can promise I’ll play with you.” She whispered and started to bite on his shoulder. “Can I fight back? Can I have control until you take it?” Ana mumbled against his skin and felt his cock as hard as could be in her hand.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana kept kissing him as he’d answer. It was good. There was a warm blanket around them and he wasn’t sure it was the steam. He’d never been so glad to have answered the phone before. He laughed. “I do.. like a lot of things.. my mouth on your body.. everywhere on you.. add that to the list.” She was handling him and he could feel his heart starting to pound. His breathing while not too heavy was showing signs of being affected. It surprised him that she seemed to be aroused or rather wanting him to be aroused. She didn’t like what he’d done to her but here she was enticing him once more. 

The tile against his back had warmed with the heat from the steam and his body. His eyes closed as she kissed his neck. He found his hand in her hair. He needn’t hold her in place as Ana was doing a good job of keeping close. Their bodies so pressed that he could feel her inhale and exhale. His other hand ventured between them. His fingers touching her hip bone. He laughed again. “No promise Ana.. I don’t need promises.. if you suck my cock, you suck my cock. What you’re doing.. right now.. That’s good.” His body shook a little as he thought about her mouth. 

His eyes opened with the next set of whispers against his skin. He let go of her hair and put his palms flat against the tile.  “Du hast die Kontrolle.” He took a deep breath and nodded. “Kampf. Schlage mich. Griff mich härter.” 

[anaglaringstare]

“No promise Ana.. I don’t need promises.. if you suck my cock, you suck my cock. What you’re doing.. right now.. That’s good.” Sasha let go of her. No more hands on her hips. No more hands in her hair. “Du hast die Kontrolle.” Ana felt a smirk on her face. He took a deep breath and she could see his chest falling after he exhaled. “Kampf. Schlage mich. Griff mich härter.” She gripped his cock harder in her hand and smiled once more. Ana’s other hand shut off the water. She stood in front of him, listening to the drips of water fall from their skin. Ana opened the shower door and grabbed a towel, barely patting herself down and wringing her hair out before helping Sasha. Ana’s hands toweled down his body, starting from his shoulders down to his waist. “Bett.”

She commanded and walked off, letting her ass shake on the way out. Ana waited for him. Once he appeared, Ana gripped his hand and led him toward his bed. She pushed his chest and let him fall back onto his mattress. Ana slowly climbed over him, skipping his cock and straddling his face. “You’re going to suck my clit until I cum… then maybe I’ll hit you… maybe I’ll wrap my hands around your neck and maybe I’ll let your cock inside me again. One step at a time Wolf Bär.” Ana gripped Sasha’s hands and held them down over his head. She smiled down at him and lifted her head up as she lowered herself down onto his lips. She wanted to smother him. She wanted to make sure that he was going to absolutely try his best to see how long it would take her to cum.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sasha could see the smile on her lips and it made him smile. There was something deliciously naughty in the way she smiled. Even as she turned the water off, and as she got a firmer grip on his cock,  there was a part of him that couldn’t take her seriously as being in control. He did grimace when she held him. She took him at his word to grab him firmer. Then she walked out of the shower and toweled herself off a bit before doing him. One command. Easy enough to follow. Especially when her naked ass was staring at him as she walked. 

He found himself on his back with her climbing over him. His mind was telling him that this was not going to be difficult. Ana didn’t realize that nothing she could ever say or do would be or could be anything he might not want or fight against. When he realized where she was wanting to sit the smile on his face got incredibly large. He tried not smiling but there was no way to stop. He tried to look serious but knew he couldn’t. This was dessert. With his hands held above his head, he replied. “Wie Sie befohlen haben.”

Ana lowered herself on him, he could smell the soap. Her scent was just under it. Before when he’d licked her, it was only her he’d smelled. He needed to get her to that point. To erase the bath they’d taken. He nuzzled her lips, pushing his mouth, his tongue to part them. A bit of moisture was already making its way to his tongue He kissed and licked. Taking her clit into his mouth he sucked and swirled his tongue against it. The throbbing become more pronounced as he did it. He moaned loudly at the taste of her coming through.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana gripped his hands in hers. She felt his mouth against her already. His tongue sliding between her lips. He was kissing and finding her clit with little effort. Ana gripped his hands even tighter and let herself fall heavier on his face. Her eyes closed so she could focus. He was right… why stop a good thing? Why was it so bad she had this again? Whatever. Ana wasn’t thinking straight. Possibly because of the loud moan between her legs. She let all her weight down for a second, feeling his lips vibrate onto hers. “Fucking hell.” Ana nearly collapsed to the side for him to have easier access. She was worried she wouldn’t even be able to lean back up. He needs air. Ana slowly propped herself above his lips for a second. The two getting a breath of air. He is… very good at this. You should hand him the baton.

She teased him, barely letting him lean up to lick or try to suck again. Ana laughed at him. “You’re good at this. Du weißt, du bist gut darin.” She smirked and looked down at him. His eyes glowing and his hands gripped with hers. Ana decided him waiting to even touch her was torture enough. She sat herself on his chest, keeping his hands under her legs. Ana’s hands played through his hair as she looked down at him. “Ich werde dich warten lassen.” She licked her bottom lip and moved one hand from his hair and put two fingers between them. Ana’s hand slid between his chest and her clit. “Wouldn’t that be torture?” Her jaw slacked slightly and she took a breath out. Her fingers were happily enjoying themselves. “Wage es nicht zu bewegen.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

The hold on his hands was tight but not unwelcome. Her weight came down on his face. He loved it. His breathing was a little limited but he didn’t care. He could hold his breath underwater for about 3 minutes. Here he was at least getting some air. And he was drinking her in. He understood Ana was enjoying herself and kept kissing and licking her harder. That is until she raised herself off him. He tried stretching his neck up but the way she sat on him prevented it. Her laughter made him smile. “I am. And yes. I do know.” He laughed with her. She adjusted and moved his hands under her legs. 

Ana began teasing him. He could look but not touch. Not taste. He felt marginally frustrated but he could hold out a little. She was playing with herself and Sasha did not mind the show. He fixed her eyes on her pussy for a moment. The fingers touching and playing. He licked his lips, still tasting her. “You taste good.. you know this.” He was smiling and watching her fingers then his eyes moved up and met hers. “Du warte auch. Benutze meinen mund”

[anaglaringstare]

Ana kept her fingers moving and her eyes on him. He was looking directly at where she was playing. Eventually, he would get frustrated enough to dive right in. His tongue slid along his lips. Ana closed her eyes and imagined them on her pussy all over again. She breathed in sharply and opened her eyes again. “You taste good.. you know this.” Ana chuckled under her breath. “I know.” She stared down at him until his eyes met hers again. “Du warte auch. Benutze meinen mund.” Another moaned laugh escaped her lips. Ana slid her fingers inside her, deciding to use her thumb against her clit instead. Her mind was a very happy place. Ana could imagine great sex one touch at a time. Mac’s mouth or fingers. Sasha’s mouth or fingers. Both.

She closed her eyes and hung her head back. “You’re not convincing me.” Ana’s teeth sunk into her bottom lip. She started to breathe even more labored. She had gotten carried away with the amount of pleasure she had provided herself. Sooner or later, he’ll cave. “Fuck…” She whispered under her breath and grinned once more. “Ich kenne meinen Körper besser als du, richtig?” Ana’s breath hitched and she could feel herself dripping onto him. “Cela aiderait-il si je parlais français?” Ana grinned down at him with no intention of stopping. “Quizás español?” She started to move her fingers a little faster. “Русский?” Ana moaned the word and closed her eyes tightly.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana was really good at teasing him. His cock and balls ached. Sasha found his mouth dry. He saw the fire in her now. The one he’d fallen for. She wasn’t the upset woman he’d picked up earlier. He liked that. When she pushed her fingers inside he couldn’t help but groan. He could see how slick she was. All he could think of was the taste of her. He laughed when she pushed back that he wasn’t doing his part. “Vielleicht. Ich mag es zu erforschen.” 

She was getting more excited. He could see it in her form, her breathing. He could feel her wetness falling on him. He held his breath a moment so as not to lose control. When she spoke, he chuckled. “Vous pouvez parler toute langue que vous choisissez. Yo entiendo varios.” The speed of her fingers was not lost on him. As she moaned his native language, he couldn’t help himself. He pushed up and flipped them. His cock twitched, needy. But Sasha wanted something more. He slipped her fingers out of her. “Мой ход.” His mouth covered her pussy and he thrust his tongue in as far as it would go. He was rewarded with her desire. He moaned against her clit and knew his face was covered in her. He licked and sucked harder than before. His hands holding her legs open. He couldn’t recall a time when he’d had less restraint. He also didn’t mind that one bit. 

[anaglaringstare]

“Vous pouvez parler toute langue que vous choisissez. Yo entiendo varios.” Ana smirked to herself again. Sasha couldn’t take it any longer. She felt him lift her and set her down again. Ana’s back touched the mattress and he pulled her fingers away. “Мой ход.” She didn’t understand the actual sentence, but the urgency of his mouth on her lips made it clear. Sasha’s hands pushed her legs open more for his lips to touch again. He moaned and she did the same. Her hands slid through his hair and gripped. Sasha was pushing more than he did before. Ana was already on a high dose of dopamine from before, this was riding her over the edge. “Yes… yes… y-yes.” Ana lifted her hips against his mouth and started to grip the sheets instead of his hair.

She moaned again, finally climaxing with the last push of his tongue. Ana kept her eyes closed shut as she flow of energy shuttered through her body. Swears. Words. Mostly moans came from her lips. There was a moment of suspension in her body. Ana couldn’t feel her toes. She couldn’t feel her fingers ringing in the sheets. She could only feel her heart pounding. She could only feel  the adrenaline pumping harder. She didn’t want hm to stop… she couldn’t have him stop… “Stop…” Ana breathed out in a small laugh. “If you don’t… I’ll explode.” She dropped her head back onto the pillow behind her.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Sasha felt her shake under him. He could feel the trembling through his tongue, lips. Ana spoke in broken bits of language. He drank every bit of her energy. His hands remained in place as hers moved from his hair to the bed. Her hips pressed up against him and he knew she was there. She was dropping over the edge and he held firm. His eyes had been momentarily shut but he opened them to take her in. The shade of excitement on her skin. A deep red. Her muscles in that interim between taut and relaxed. 

He licked and kissed as she bid him to stop. The sheer joy in her voice. He didn’t want to stop. He spoke against her pussy lips. “Vous ne exploserez pas.” A long upward lick, tongue flat against her clit. He moved his right hand from her thigh. He slipped a finger inside her. “Vous êtes mouillé.” He hadn’t thought to speak French to her in bed before. It rolled off his tongue as easily as did the other languages. He wondered which she preferred. He moved his finger in and out slowly as he continued to kiss her lips. His beard rubbing against her. A smile on his lips as he pressed his thumb against her clit and curled the finger inside.  “Exploser.”

[anaglaringstare]

“Vous ne exploserez pas.” Ana lifted her head wit his lick. His flat tongue touching her clit with a bit more pressure. Ana clenched her jaw tightly and tried to stabilize her breathing. An introduction of his finger made her shiver all over again. “Vous êtes mouillé.” Ana let her jaw drop open and she nodded slowly. In and out. In and out. Ana felt her skin rise in chills. His kisses continued. Her heart pounded even more. “Exploser.” She breathed in and curled her toes. Ana’s hands were back in the sheets again. His tongue and fingers. His lips and laughter. They surrounded her and Ana had forgotten, just for a moment. She had forgotten everything. Nothing mattered. Nothing bothered her. Mac wasn’t in danger. She wasn’t anything close to a bother. She was just a woman experiencing pleasure.

“I said stop…” Ana moaned. She didn’t push him away. In fact, she slid her legs over his shoulders and hooked them behind. Ana could do this for hours… or until she passed out. She expected more from him. More dominance. Less pleasure on her end. Ana was wrong to assume. “Fuck you Wolf Bär… god… damnit.” She closed her eyes and pushed her hips upward toward his lips. His fingers slid in and curled. Ana gripped his hair and saw up, pulling him away from her pussy. “I need you to stop…” She laughed out the words and shook her head. “Fuck me instead.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He laughed against her as she said stop once more but anchored him to her instead. He was getting comfortable when she took hold of his hair and pulled him away. Had she not been laughing as she did it and spoke, he might have growled. Instead he smiled and licked his finger after pulling it out. Ana asked to be fucked and it took less than half a second from him to pull away from her. He moved his body over hers and kissed her lips hungrily as he lined his cock with her entrance. He’d been hard and dripping for a bit now. He slipped a moan into her mouth between kisses as he pushed himself in her. 

It wasn’t quite slamming into her but he also wasn’t gentle. He grunted into their kiss. He planted his hands on the bed and raised his upper half. He looked in her eyes as he started moving his hips. Her walls gripped him as he pumped in and out. “Apparently I convinced you.” He let out a half laugh ,half grunt as he sped up. He balanced on one arm and used the other to pull her leg around him. He let go of her leg and put his hand on her neck. He didn’t squeeze. But he could feel her heartbeat against his palm. Her increased breathing too. They’d showered minutes ago, maybe longer but already they were covered in sweat. There was a smile on his lips. “J'aime bien te foutre.”

[anaglaringstare]

“God…” She groaned against his lips once he kissed her. Ana was filled to the brim. This was the icing on the cake. An orgasm after another, and another. Ana was lost in her pleasure again. Nothing mattered all over again. He wasn’t slowing down and Ana was battling to keep up with his pace. Soon his eyes were on her and his hips pushing into her happily. “Apparently I convinced you.” He laughed, he grunted, he definitely started to fuck her harder. Ana grunted against his pushes. Each one making their noises louder and more animalistic. His hand went to her neck and Ana’s eyes popped open. They found his and he grinned. No, he wasn’t squeezing. “J'aime bien te foutre.” Ana stared to smile up at him. Her hands slid up his forearms as he continued.

Ana felt her hips repelling against his. She wanted to hear him talk. “Yeah?” Ana breathed out and licked her lips as she tried to focus. Her hands gripped onto his forearms tightly. “Больше.” She grunted and looked at his face. Ana pulled his hand from her throat and pushed his chest until he was off of her. She smirked at him and paused for a quick moment. Ana turned, pressing her back against his chest. She found his cock and slid it between her legs again. He got the picture very quickly. The angle was different, but it felt a lot better. Ana could feel him pushing even deeper. His hand found her throat again, but at a different angle. Such a gem you are. Doggie style with your mistress. Shut up. “Fuck…” Ana gripped his hand and placed it over her breast. She felt his fingers running along her sensitive nipples.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

They were well and truly fucking now. Noise filled the room. The smell of sex heavy. Her hands wandered up his arms, holding on to him. She asked for more and he wasn’t sure if she meant pressure on her neck or kissing. Ana was not shy right now. She pushed him off her and he let himself. There was a certain smile that screamed mischief. When she turned back on him, he understood. He’d gotten it wrong. She’d said to fuck her and he took it to mean penetration. But she’d wanted more primal. That was the more she asked for.

His hand went to her throat. He liked it there. He could feel everything. Pulse. Breath. When she gasped or whimpered. It wasn’t simply about hearing it, but the tactile sensation. It drove him wild. She swore as she guided his other hand to her breast. The metal against his palm as he groped her. “Я могу дать больше.” He thrust into her. The hand on her neck, on her breast used as a way of pulling her against him with each thrust. His fingers pinched at her nipple, tugging on it. His mouth kissing up to her ear. “Ты принадлежишь мне.” His cock was stiffening even more and his balls were tightening. He bit into her shoulder. “Я взорвусь в тебе.” He growled it into the bite as his teeth sunk in a bit deeper. 

[anaglaringstare]

There was nothing about this moment she wasn’t enjoying. His words, even if she couldn’t fully understand them, she listened. She groaned with him and felt even more pressure on her neck. Her breasts were palmed again. Ana was panting with each thrust. The more he pumped into her, the more she felt her walls tightening around his cock. “Ты принадлежишь мне.” She shivered with his words and kisses along her neck. He felt even harder. Soon, his teeth sunk into her shoulder and she grunted. Ana could hear him growling. She could feel his teeth sinking in even more. “Я взорвусь в тебе.” She nearly yelped. His teeth were digging deeper. Ana was numb. A peak of numbness she hadn’t felt in a long time.

She clenched her jaw and felt everything slow down. His thrusting was at a good speed. She knew they were there. Right in the thick of it. She grunted along with him. More bites compiled along her neck and shoulder. Ana could feel him gripping her more. Heavier bites. Heavier pants. She whimpered. She couldn’t feel her skin any longer. Not where he kissed or bit. Not where he touched either. Ana was damn numb all over. High on his touch. Ana couldn’t feel herself conscious any longer. Blacking out wasn’t something she did often. It had happened before. Sober, not much. After fucking this hard, yes it had been easily enjoyable. Ana blinked, her eyes on him. Her back on the bed. Him smiling and her starting to do the same. Ana started to laugh under her breath. His hands on her cheeks and light kisses along her chin. “Wolf Bär…” She laughed tiredly.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He kept going and felt himself start to shake with his release. His mouth moved along her neck, her shoulders. Biting, licking. He groaned as he felt himself let go. He filled her with warm liquid and his thrusts slowed to uneven jerks. He was gasping for breath and felt her body heavy in his hands. “Ana?” He looked at her face and her eyes were closed. She had passed out. “дерьмо..” He pulled out with another groan and held on to her as he laid her down. 

He lay next to her, contemplating letting her sleep, rest. But he couldn’t. He felt like he needed to see her open her eyes even if briefly. He wanted to know she was ok. He felt her pulse and it was fairly even, Then he took her face in his hands, kissed her. “Открой свои глаза.” It took a few kisses but her eyes were open and he smiled. He kept kissing while he smiled. She called his name with a light laugh. “я весь твой.”

[anaglaringstare]

“Открой свои глаза.” She groaned tiredly and tried to keep her eyes open. He was smiling. Ana was drifting off into a sleep again but his kisses kept her up slightly. “я весь твой.” He was laughing and she was joining in now. Ana enjoyed the softer touches against her cheeks. “Wolf Bär.” She smiled and felt his kisses along her shoulder. Ana felt his tongue against her neck. She hissed slightly feeling the sting of his bites along her skin. “We… we need a break.” Another shower. Some food. Something to drink. A cigarette. Ana found his lips and kissed him lightly. Her eyes closed. His beard tickled her cheek. She tried to remember what it was like to kiss Mac. Ana sighed and kissed him again while she ran her tired fingers through his hair.

She felt wet between her legs and tired all around. They were still kissing… touching… kissing and touching. Ana let their heads touch and their bodies stay close. “Я выучил несколько слов.” Ana spoke softly and kept her fingers sliding through his short hair. “Like… Поцелуй меня. Дотронься до меня. And… what’s the last one… Мне нужно выпить.“ Ana smiled with the words rolling off her tongue. Learning Russian had been extremely difficult. She had started to realize that the more she trained her memory the better it got. Photographic memory hadn’t been decided upon until Ana had actually looked into it. “I need a shower. Alone… or I’ll never get clean. Go make some food.” Ana wanted to move but she knew it would take a bit of a push to get her up from bed.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He felt happy. She said his name again. He laughed when she said they needed to rest. Ana kissed him. With closed eyes, he imagined her in his bed in Amsterdam, in Germany. He let his hands caress her softly. He liked how soft she was. When she spoke in Russian his eyes lit up. Her touch was mesmerizing. He chuckled. “Those are really good words.” He touched her cheek. He had slapped her earlier. He needed to understand her and at the same time he wanted to swim in her mystery. 

Sasha kissed her again until she said she needed to shower. “В одиночестве это не весело.” He laughed. “What is the word.. um.. bossy.” He laughed louder. “Go make food.” He shook his head. He kissed her nose and got up, stretching. “Alone.” He said the word mockingly. He turned on the shower. A quick wash. He barely dried himself and walked out naked. Ana was still in bed. “I will make food, but if you insist on lonely shower, then you can come get food in kitchen.” He laughed as he walked out. 

The kitchen would be stocked with simple foods. He opened the icebox. He pulled out yogurt and stuff for a salad. He shook his head as he cut the vegetables. Had it been any other time, he simply would have called for food to be delivered. But she’d asked that he make food. It was a simple salad. The elevator dinged and he looked up. His driver popped his head out. His ears were a deep red when he spotted Sasha, He walked in with flowers and a small box. He set them on the counter. “Для нее.” He turned on his heel and left. 

[anaglaringstare]

“В одиночестве это не весело. What is the word.. um.. bossy.” Ana really needed to study more Russian. Why? I thought you weren’t seeing him again. “Go make food.” He kissed her nose and mocked her. Sasha headed for the shower first. A quick rinse while Ana closed her eyes and listened to the water rush. She imagined herself in there, alone. Being alone left her with thoughts. Sober thoughts. Sasha was back out, “I will make food, but if you insist on lonely shower, then you can come get food in kitchen.” Ana smirked as he made his way out. Completely nude too. He was fun to look at, still not Ana’s complete taste but fun. Ana was more curious than anything. She wanted to look and touch. She wanted to see what his body could do, just like she had when she started noticing women. What if he tries to ask you about yourself? Like why him… like things about your father… or Connor… Ana slowly got up from the bed and walked toward the shower.

Warm water rinsed down her back yet again. This time, she spent a little more time washing her body. Ana exited the shower, dried off, and scrunched her hair with her hands. She stood in his room, looking around at the furniture and art on the walls. Ana went into his closet and grabbed a pressed shirt that was hanging. She buttoned it up to her chest and felt it hang just below her rear. She walked down, keeping quiet to listen. She could hear him moving and chopping. She could hear his footsteps pressing onto the floors. Ana made her appearance and saw the flowers. “Didn’t think you were much of a decorator in that fashion.” Ana nodded toward the flowers and smiled. Sasha had started a spread. Salad. Yogurt. Waters. She wished for something stronger. She entered the kitchen and leaned her back against the counter. Ana studied him. Seeing every muscle contract and vein pop where necessary. Absolutely nude. She caught herself smiling. She felt the bars between her nipples tingle.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He put out the food and moved the flowers over. He shook his head and smiled at them. He set out water and contemplated making coffee. Ana walked in wearing one of his shirts. There was a smile on his face. “I’m not.. Danilov.. my driver.. he has soft spot for you. He brought them and that box. It’s probably chocolates from the place up the street. He has horrible sweet tooth.” He looked in the icebox again. “I have.. um.. not much in way of dressing.. I can mix a little oil, vinegar if you want. Oh wait.. French dressing..” He pulled a bottle out of the back. 

Sasha moved back to the counter. “I am certain my shirts never look that good on me.” He reached out and undid the top button. “But no need for buttons. I like the view.” He put the dressing on the counter and picked up his fork. “I don’t have much food.. was only going to be in town a couple of days.” He spoke as he ate. “If you want something heavier.. protein.. I can get it delivered. We don’t have to get dressed at all.” He looked up and smiled. He opened a drawer and pulled out a pair of linen napkins. “Forgot. Here you go.” He set one down next to her plate and wiped his mouth. 

“How was lonely shower? Did you miss me? Admit you missed me.” He was teasing her. His eyes moved to her neck peeking out above the shirt collar. “I like you.” He took another bite of food and chewed it without speaking. He wiped at his mouth and looked a little more serious. “I told you.. you were under protection.. who is bothering you?” If she didn’t answer, he was sure one of his men could get the information. He drank from his water.    

[anaglaringstare]

“Anything is fine.” Ana mentioned. He didn’t need to break his back for a damn salad. “I am certain my shirts never look that good on me.” She looked down once she felt the top button unlatch. He did it in one swift move. “I don’t have much food.. was only going to be in town a couple of days. If you want something heavier.. protein.. I can get it delivered. We don’t have to get dressed at all.” Ana shook her head and grabbed a fork. “This is perfect.” Ana took a few bites before she was handed a napkin. Sasha was teasing. He was staring as well. Ana wondered if her neck was battered like before. It felt a little numbed. “I like lonely showers.” Ana smirked at him and looked down at her food again. “I like you.” Ana felt her heart sink. She looked up at him. Such a simple confession. Reading into it only meant trouble.

“No one is bothering me.” Ana licked her bottom lip and moved her fork around the plate. “I saw someone I didn’t like too much and decided to hit him in the face.” Ana chewed the side of her cheek. “He’s a nobody.” Ana flat out lied, but keeping people away from Connor was always a better idea. “Plus, I don’t always get along with people… you’re a special case.” Ana lifted her brow and looked at him with a smirk. Her salad was finished. Her eyes went to the clock. late afternoon. The entire time, Ana found herself wanting a drink. She reached over and opened the small box from the driver. Yes, Sasha was right. They were chocolates. Ana took a bite of one and turned the box around for Sasha to take one.

“Thank you.” Ana pushed her empty plate away and stared at him. Really stared at him. Ana imagined him fucking her against the counter top. She swallowed. He was staring at her chest, the obvious bars poking through the thin fabric. “What do we do now, Sasha?”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana was good with just the salad. He shrugged. A smile played on his lips when she refused to say she wanted him in the shower. Her answers to his question left him a little baffled. She was lying but he didn’t know why. He continued eating and gave what she said thought. She had gone after Oliver when he was a dick. So Ana hitting someone she didn’t like wasn’t out of character. But there were lines on her forehead when she said the person was a nobody. “Ok.: He pushed his empty plate away and wiped at his mouth. “I’m a special case.” He smiled at her. She offered to share her chocolate and he shook his head. 

He walked around to her. She was staring at him. It made parts of him wake up. She hadn’t been wrong to say they needed a break but he could go another round soon. He put his hand on her cheek and leaned down to kiss her. He licked at the taste of chocolate on her lips. “Hmm.. what to do..” He started undoing more buttons on the shirt. He looked in her eyes. “You wanted a break.. maybe sleep?” Sasha let his hand drop from her cheek to her neck, to the little notch between her clavicles. His thumb tracing the bone. He licked his lips. 

“Maybe more..” He smiled and let his other hand undo all but two buttons on the shirt. He hadn’t lied when he said she looked good in it. He moved his hand under the fabric and started playing with her breasts. “Maybe I need a different palate cleanser than chocolate.” He lifted her on to the counter and his mouth went to her breasts. He teased and sucked. His teeth catching on the bars on purpose. He stood between her open legs and let his hands slide up her thighs. 

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha walked closer and she looked at his body. Flushed and awake. Before she could speak, he was kissing her and she smiled between pecks. She felt air along her chest. He was undoing buttons while looking at her. “You wanted a break… maybe sleep?” How could she take a break when he was looking at her like that? Sasha was hungry. Ana could see it in his eyes. They shifted along her skin and painted her neck. Ana breathed in softly. “Maybe more…” Two buttons left. Ana swallowed and looked at him as he started to touch her chest. Her nipples hardened again. “Maybe I need a different palate cleanser than chocolate.” She was back in a trance. Ana couldn’t focus all over again. She was placed on the counter. Her ass cold against the granite. A loud sigh escaped her lips when he started to kiss her chest.

His hands parted her thighs and he stood between them. Ana gripped the sides of his hair. She touched his jaw and brought his lips to hers. Their kiss extended further. Ana touched his neck. She touched his shoulders and brought him closer. The only thing separating them were two buttons on a dress shirt. Ana’s teeth sunk into his bottom lip and she pulled back. Their foreheads touched. Ana could feel his hardened cock against her thigh again. “I don’t think I can stop…” She breathed out and dug her nails into the back of his neck.

“I can’t quit you.” Ana wanted to scream it out. She wanted to push him against the wall and yell at him. Why did he have this hold on her? Why did she drop all her values and ideals about men just because of him? “You’re an awful addiction.” Ana whispered against his ear and dragged her fingers down his lean abdomen. Her fingers touched his hips and slid further along his v-line. Ana’s hands wrapped around his waist to bring him closer.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana was enjoying his attention. Her hardened nipples against his tongue. The force in her fingers against his scalp. Soon he was tasting her kiss once more. How soft her lips were. She brought colors alive in his mind. It was something he needed. Her hands were paintbrushes in their own right. Her teeth could be a sculptor’s chisel on his skin. He let out a shivered breath as she dug her nails in and spoke. She spoke against his ear and her breath cause him to harden even more. She pulled him into her. His hands went to her shoulders, pushing the shirt off them. Because it was still fastened by two buttons it didn’t come off, merely pulled her arms closer to her body, away from his. 

Sasha looked in her eyes. “Я не хочу, чтобы ты останавливался.” His lips found hers and he lost himself in them. He pulled her to him and he touched her pussy. He traced her lips with his fingers. “отчего?” He asked against her kiss. “Why would you want to stop? Why quit?” His fingers found her clit and he started playing with it. She was getting wet. He couldn’t understand. She wanted this. Him. It was there every time they got close to each other. Why fight against it? They had talked about Mackenzie. He would not be jealous. He understood they were part of each other. 

“I don’t want to stop.” He pushed a finger inside her. His thumb pressing against her clit. His mouth pulled away from her lips and he kissed and bit her jaw. “Sei süchtig nach mir.  Wenn es bedeutet, dass du bleibst.” He kissed her neck, her shoulder. “Why am I awful?:

[anaglaringstare]

Her toes curled around his waist. His fingers touched her lips and Ana swallowed. “отчего?” They kept kissing. They kept touching. “Why would you want to stop? Why quit?” He raised questions that she knew the answers to. She sighed against his touch. Ana wasn’t going to give any answer now. “I don’t want to stop.” She groaned. It was unintentional, Ana thought she had control but the minute he pushed his finger inside her she was at a loss. His thumb touched her clit. Ana shivered and felt his chest against hers. His teeth touched her jaw and she knocked her head back so he had better access. “Sei süchtig nach mir.  Wenn es bedeutet, dass du bleibst.” Ana understood that. His kisses ran along her neck and shoulder. Her skin was tingling. “Why am I awful?” He asked. She shuttered. Ana’s hands went to his body, sliding along his muscles. She touched his stiffened member curiously. Ana studied his reactions as best as she could.

“Sucht ist schlecht.” Ana started to kiss him again. She thought of Mac’s lips. Her full lips touching hers. She shivered again and snapped out of it once she felt his beard. “That’s what everyone says.” Ana whispered and they kept kissing. Her hands kept touching him. They found his member, they found even more. Ana’s hands kept busy. She could feel his heart beat. Everything slowed again. “Doctors… friends… family. They all say it’s bad.” Ana kissed his lips once more, while bringing him even closer. She extended her neck and she felt his lips along her neck all over again.

“You’re awful… You put me here. You touch me there…” Ana sighed and whimpered. His lips here. His lips there. His fingers further inside her. Ana kept touching his cock, teasing even closer to where his fingers were. “Ich bin betrunken auf dir.” Ana bit on his neck and sucked against his skin.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He loved her wandering hands. He continued fingering her. Her touch was both hesitant and expecting. Her words were against his lips. She wasn’t quite stroking him but it was close. He would have teased her about it if it wasn’t for the words she was using. Addiction. Everyone says. Doctors. It struck a bell inside him. His mouth moved to her neck once more. He felt her pulse with his tongue. His thumb slippery against her now. The noises leaving her body didn’t belong to someone who could stop. 

Before he could ask, she said she was drunk on him and bit into his neck. He moaned. His hand shook with need. Yes, he could agree. Drunk. That was a good word. “Betrunken ohne Alkohol.” He nipped at her shoulder. “Hoch ohne Drogen.” He slipped his finger out, pushed her hand away and pulled her on to his cock. He growled. He fucked her slowly. All the way in, all the way out. “Sei süchtig nach mir.” He held her against him, arm around her waist. The other still touching. Moving along her curves. He pinched her nipples and kissed her. 

A voice in his head told him to ask later about the doctors. Was she sick? Had she been sick? He began pumping a little harder. His tongue sliding against hers. “So much for your shower.” He laughed and picked her up off the counter. He walked over to the couch and sat. His cock deep inside. “Ride me.”

[anaglaringstare]

“Betrunken ohne Alkohol.” She moaned the tired word yes. “Hoch ohne Drogen.” Yes. His fingers were missing from her and she had just a moment to realize they were fucking again. He was moving slowly. Agonizingly slow. Ana bit her bottom lip and felt him moving in and out of her. The thickness of his cock. The slickness of her pussy. “Sei süchtig nach mir.” She kissed his lips. That was her agreement. Yes. She could be addicted. At least right now. She could keep touching. She could keep fucking. He was touching her, still moving slowly, just harder now. Ana could feel the bounce of her breasts with each powerful thrust. His fingers pinched. She grunted and gripped the back of his neck again. Sasha lifted her from the counter. The shirt fell from her sides, dropping to the ground. They made it to the couch, no disconnection or stopping. Once on the couch, Ana felt his cock as deep as it could go. No matter how much they did this, she still wasn’t used to it. The physical connection… the feel of his cock. It wasn’t a toy. It was a living piece of him that she barely understood.

Ride me. Ana’s hands slid through his hair and she pulled back. She looked at him right in the eyes. Her hips moved up and down against his cock. Ana trained her eyes on him. His hands found her hips and guided her along. “Sasha?” Ana kissed his lips and kept moving. The more she rolled her hips the better friction applied to her clit. “Look at me…” She kissed his lips and watched his dull eyes. “Remember…” Ana paused and felt a wave rippling down her stomach. “Remember when we, fuck..” She paused for a moment. “We went slow, I made you feel everything at once.” Ana brushed his hair back with her hands and smirked. She leaned closer and kissed his shoulder before licking up his throat.

He tasted of salt. They were sweating again and would be that way for awhile. No more showers unless they were together. Think you can do this sober? She found his hands and slide them up her stomach and to her breasts. Ana kissed him, just like she would Mac. The same passion. The same fuel. She rolled her hips along his cock, feeling his large hands against her chest. “Look at me.” Ana spoke again once she noticed his eyes had closed. “Schau mich an… Fühle alles.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana moved up and down on his cock and he groaned with pleasure. His hands on her hips. He stared at her breasts, how they moved. The rhythm between them lulling him to peace. She said his name as she kissed him. He met her eyes but there was a haze to her. Like a softness to the light bending around her. She was asking him to remember. He smiled. She wanted him. Wanted more than his cock. She wanted part of his soul. He could understand that. Not many lovers got that if any. She had gotten it. The touch of her fingers. 

She was licking his neck and he moaned for her. It is all for her. His mind was speaking in different languages now. Saying the same thing over and over. He tried to concentrate. His hands guided to her breasts. He closed his eyes and allowed himself to feel. The tender flesh. The hard nipple. The harder steel. She kissed him again. Such energy. It made him breath deeper still. Her voice. A command. No, a request. His eyes opened and he looked at her. “Ich bin.”

He squeezed her breasts and moved his hips to meet hers. “Ich höre nie auf.” His lips found her jaw. “Ich kann dich sehen.” Sasha ran his teeth from her jaw down. “Ich kann dich fühlen.” He grunted. “Ich muss mich nicht erinnern. Ich vergesse nie.”

[anaglaringstare]

“Ich bin.” She let her lips touch his again. Her hands hung closely, keeping their eye locked. His hands squeezed and she felt his hips bucking with her. “Ich höre nie auf.” She tried to keep her eyes open, but his lips kissing along her jaw wasn’t helping. She breathed in slowly. Then his teeth. She shivered and slowed herself. Ana wanted to feel a lot more. Her walls gripping him. Her hands doing the same along his shoulders. “Ich kann dich fühlen. Ich muss mich nicht erinnern. Ich vergesse nie.” Ana kissed him, gripping his jaw in her hands. This time, no numbness. Ana felt everything. The tingle from her toes to her fingertips. Ana could feel heavier pressure between her legs.

She kissed him again. Less curious and more passionate. She knew his lips by heart now. She could decipher him from Mac with her eyes closed. She could imagine him and her. Flipping when necessary. This was Sasha and Ana. A different step. She didn’t feel dirty and taken. Ana felt alive. His hands on her were more than mapping her skin. They were touching like lovers should. They were kissing like passionate teenagers. They were still fucking slowly.

Ana stopped talking. The only sound filtering through the room were their kisses and breath. It mixed in the air and their eyes kept connecting. Between bouts of kisses, Ana sent her mind off. She thought about Mac, his hands replaced with hers. Smooth and delicate. Right until he pinched her nipple again and brought her back to biting his lip to settle the score.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

The frenzy that accompanied their first coupling was subdued in some ways and set afire in others. He could feel a heaviness to Ana. Like slipping into a too hot bath. The hesitancy then the absolute surrender. She touched and held on to him. He half wondered what her hands would feel like on his face if he was clean shaven. Her lips on his. Different. More. The word echoed through his mind. How many more definitions could that one word take? He moaned as her walls gripped his cock in a spasm. 

His eyes would close and then open. She wanted him to look. She wanted to see him. Hips moving in tandem. Meeting each other. Lips caressing. Taking ownership. His heart beat faster. He wasn’t ready to cum but his heart was ready to burst. He panted into their kiss. Such a stillness to the world. The world was not theirs. Not this world. Theirs was one in a galaxy a hundred light years away. Sasha was lost in a hazy artist’s dream when he looked in her eyes. He saw the colors swirling and spattering around as his mind painted them. 

This wasn’t why he had come to London. He hadn’t a clue she would ever call upon him again. He hoped but never expected. Such a yearning for her. Her fire. Her heart. Her mind. She kept up with him. Physically. Mentally. He didn’t hide from her. Ana still hid parts of herself but this felt new. It felt like a curtain being pulled away. He pinched her nipple and she bit into his lip. He laughed at the slight pain. His hand moved to her hair and pulled her head back as his mouth went to her throat. 

[anaglaringstare]

Ana grunted when his hand gripped the back of her hair and exposed her neck. His lips found her throat and she groaned again. Sasha’s mouth was a godsend. Ana could feel his warm lips. Even his tongue. Sometimes his teeth. She kept her rhythm. He kept his. The two danced in their own sexual manner, combining into one. They dipped into the night. Twirled together and linked hands. Ana gripped his jaw and kissed his lips. She wanted him to bite, but hell would rise if she didn’t get to first. Ana had wounds already. Physical and mental from the day. Their steamed kiss had only increased. Ana’s hands cupped his jaw, threading through his beard and hair. Soon her hands found his neck. His heart pumped against the thick vein on her thumb.

She squeezed. Ana wanted to see his fire all over again. She wanted him to fuck her until there was nothing left. Maybe even squeeze her throat until she couldn’t breathe. Maybe hit her cheek. Maybe hit her ass. Ana squeezed harder and grunted against their kiss. She was really riding him now. His cock was slick from her wetness. Ana squeezed harder and bit his bottom lip as she pulled back. Sasha’s face was red. She could feel his heart pumping even harder against the pressure. Blood urging to get to his brain and back down to his body. “Вольф медведь.” Ana whispered against his ear and let her other hand slide behind her. She cupped his balls as best as she could. Ana knew he needed more. Just like she needed more. No stimulation to her clit meant no orgasm. She didn’t care right now. Ana wanted to see that cherished look in his face as he climaxed.

“Was brauchst du von mir?” She spoke breathlessly against his ear. More panting escaped her lips. “Befreie Dich.” Ana squeezed his balls, then his neck together. Hands left his balls and she put all pressure onto his neck. Ana gripped her teeth onto his shoulder. She grunted. She fucked him as hard as she could. Ana’s teeth broke skin and the taste of iron splashed along her tongue.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

How she was kissing him. She pulled at his beard, his hair. Such possession. Her fingers on his throat. The pressure was applied and he felt his body reacting. He calmed his breathing as it became harder and harder to get air. She was still kissing him. Her lips soft by contrast to her hands. Her movements were sharper, harder. His name in Russian drew a gasp from him. One hand on his throat, the other found his testicles. A moan. She had said she would play with him. He felt lightheaded but not because he lacked oxygen. Her grip was strong but he could manage. 

He was lightheaded because of her demeanor. Ana kept him guessing. One moment she was dominant. The next she was submissive. At least what he was seeing as submission. Asking what he needed from her. Putting him first. The voice in his ear was pushing him to fuck her a little faster. A squeeze to both areas followed by a simple phrase. The pressure against his neck was more now. Both hands. He could feel the strain in her fingers. The strain in the blood flow. She bit. He groaned and felt her hips bucking harder. 

When she bit through his shoulder, he grunted and felt himself rise from the couch. Sasha didn’t want her to stop biting, to stop squeezing. But he needed to be in control. He lay her on the floor without slipping out. Once he had the leverage and help from the floor, he raised himself on his hands and started fucking her hard. He could feel his hips slamming into hers. “Sei du.” He couldn’t speak as well with the lack of air. “Keep.. hands..” He grunted.

[anaglaringstare]

Ana had been blinded. The amount of work she put herself through was making her sweat again. Sasha lifted her. Ana was drunk on power. Her back touched the ground. All of it happened in a split second. Ana could only remember his grunt before his hips slammed into hers. She closed her eyes and felt her hands loosen until he spoke. Ana couldn’t stop now. That had to be what he said. “Keep… hands…” She squeezed, shut her eyes, and definitely felt her body being taken. Ana couldn’t feel her body. Definitely the opposite of the plan. She wanted him to feel earlier and now she wanted to be his. His? You want to be his or you want him to have you?

He was definitely in a state of awe. Sasha was pure animal. His hips pumping quick and heavily. She felt each huff of air leave her blood spattered teeth. Ana was trying her best to stay close. She hung her legs over his hips and adjusted her teeth. Another bite. Heavy. Heavy. Heavier. Ana was grunting with him. Two animals having at it and not stopping. He was speaking again. Something in Russian. Possibly German. Ana’s ears were ringing. Her body numbing and flooding with warmth all at once.

No, the ground wasn’t comfortable. Their fucking was a bit painful, probably for the both of them. She held on either way. He was close. The way his hips thrust in harder but at a slower pace made all the difference. “Befreie Dich.” Ana grunted and sunk her teeth into his shoulder yet again.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Her eyes closed as he fucked her. They were as close as they could get. Their bodies moving, sweating. He could feel her tear through his flesh. She could take a pound of flesh or more if she wanted. Somewhere the lines were erased. He knew they would both be bruised. He wished they were on the bed but that would require slowing, stopping. There was no time for that. He couldn’t afford to let go of her. 

Ana said it again. Befreie Dich. He growled as she bit even harder. A fresh trail of blood dripped from him on to her. On the floor. They could bathe in it for all he cared. “я тебя.. хочу.” He was still lightheaded but now it was everything. The pressure in his neck, the pain of the bite, the feel of her under him. His balls tightened. He couldn’t hold off any longer. He moaned and thrust in a couple more times before he came. He let out a bit of a yell as he exploded. He slowed his hips until he finished. Then he collapsed on top of her. He tried keeping most of his weight on his arms as he pulled out and fell to the ground beside her. 

He coughed once her hands were off his throat. The oxygen, the blood flooded him. He cursed in Russian and lay on his back. His shoulder would need attention. When he thought of the word, he turned on his side. His hand between her legs. “Was ich von dir brauche.” His voice had a rasp to it but it would go away once he drank something. “Cum for me Ana.” He kissed her as he dipped his finger inside. 

[anaglaringstare]

Ana felt a cold drop against her arm. Sasha spoke in a grunt and struggle. Her hands squeezed. “я тебя.. хочу.” She could feel him cumming. Still something she was sure she couldn’t get used to. The grunted noises he made were almost lulling. She felt his weight fall on her slightly. Ana breathed in heavily and let her hands go. He moved. Right to the side of the floor. Ana could feel the carpet settling around her body. He was coughing. Ana licked her bottom lip and felt a drip on her collar. She wanted to laugh. It was disgusting. Ana laughed anyway. Blood dripped from her teeth onto her lip. “Was ich von dir brauche.” She felt his hand slide along her hip and between her wet legs. He wasn’t shy about it.

“Cum for me Ana.” His lips met hers. Blood moving to his lips instead. It wasn’t going to take much. Ana wanted to cum… she really wanted to, but she gripped his hand and made him stop instead. He pulled away, just as she had intended for him to do. “You’re bleeding.” Ana moved her hand over her lips and saw the blood there. She swirled her tongue along her teeth and tasted the iron. Metal didn’t ever taste too great. Ana’s hand dropped to the ground and she lay there quietly. She started to laugh again. Ana felt manic. Her laugh put it out there. How crazy was this? Fucking a guy… fucking someone so raw.

Ana’s laugh started to slow and she closed her eyes. Her hand saw next to Sasha’s, limp and tired. She hadn’t looked at him yet. She hoped he wasn’t disappointed about making him stop. She needed a break or she would be raw to bits. “Like me still?” Ana chuckled under her breath. She opened her eyes and looked at his neck. His shoulder… everything was a mess. He was a mess. Yet, she didn’t feel bad in the slightest.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana laughed. Then they kissed. He could taste the blood on his lips. She stopped him from fingering her. Sasha pulled his fingers back. He thought maybe he’d fucked her too hard and she was sensitive. She mentioned she was bleeding and was tasting it in her mouth. There was more laughter and he started chuckling too. “Yes.. I am bleeding.” The dull ache would go away soon enough. It would sting once he applied antiseptic but all in all, he was good with it. He listened to her laughter. If he didn’t know better, he would have thought they were drunk or tripping. 

Sasha watched her movements, subtle and slow. He could feel the heaviness in his body. Maybe he needed that break now. He’d kill for his pool in Amsterdam. To roll into it after fucking like this was a thrill. Well he really didn’t know that but imagined it. He’d fucked plenty. Took in a swim after it too. But it wasn’t the same was it? More. He swallowed the word. Had he freed himself like she wanted? Yes. In every visceral sense he had been freeing himself with Ana since the first meeting. 

She opened her eyes and he gave her a smile. Her eyes wandered as she asked her question. “авось.” He laughed lightly and groaned as he lay on his back. He knew he rug was absorbing his blood and it would likely never come out. He didn’t think it a bad thing. A memory. A painting. It would be a reminder. “Приезжай в Берлин со мной. Проведите неделю со мной там.”

[anaglaringstare]

“авось.” She laughed with him, even if she didn’t know what he had said. His groan made her realize how sore she really was. Ana was sure she bit the inside of her mouth as well. Her lips were sore. Her clit was even more sore. She was sure that her entire pussy was throbbing. Nipples too. They stayed in silence. Ana breathed in sync with Sasha. She was sure she could pass out here if she wanted to. Sasha right next to her if she managed to get scared. Somehow, she was sure she couldn’t be scared when he was around. If anything, Ana would scare herself more than anything. Her mind had managed to grow into a darker more intense model. “Приезжай в Берлин со мной. Проведите неделю со мной там.” Ana knew she didn’t understand a word he had said. She stared at him, grinning with blood on her chin like a drunken fool.

Oh. She spotted his shoulder, no it wasn’t pretty. “You’re lucky I don’t know half the things you say in Russian.” Ana sat up slightly and felt her back muscles stretch. “Kommen Sie.” Ana took his hand and helped him up. He still looked calm. Everything about him bled calm. Ana envied it still. She left their clothes on the ground and headed up to his bathroom. She wondered if she could manage another shower with him. Instead, she sat him down on the toilet and ran a wash cloth under warm water.

She looked up and saw herself in the mirror. Ana slid her hand under the water and wiped the drying blood from her chin. Her legs were wobbling. She was surprised she was able to stay on her feet at the moment. She was running on a high. Maybe she could ask for a cigarette. Ana dug in the drawer until she found his first aid materials. Everything was precise in his bathroom. Clean sinks. Soap. Pristine razor. Everything she would expect from him. She pressed the wash cloth against his shoulder with the soap. “I’m sorry. This is… bad.” Ana half whispered.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana didn’t answer him. She explained why. She hadn’t understood. Sasha hadn’t realized he’d spoken in Russian. He would have said it in German but she spoke first, then helped him up. He could feel his body stiffening. The stickiness of the blood. She led him to the bathroom and had him sit on the toilet. She wiped the blood off her face and he imagined he had some on his face after kissing her. Watching her he smiled. He could have told her where to find what she was looking for. It didn’t seem to be a bad thing for her to look through his things. 

She finally used the washcloth on his shoulder as she apologized. “It’s not that bad.” He flinched when the soap soaked through the dried up blood. “I will live.” He chuckled and touched her arm. “A little pain isn’t a bad thing.. reminds us we are alive.. yes?” She was cleaning him up, caring for him. She had to like him. “Why am I lucky you don’t understand half things I say in Russian?” He laughed a little more. “I switch from language to language with you.. I don’t always notice.” He leaned back on the toilet. 

She was still touching the bite. Before she applied the antiseptic, he took hold of her hands. “What I asked.. or said.. before.. go to Berlin with me.. spend a week there.. or Amsterdam.. either one..” He didn’t ask it. He met her eyes and raised a hand to her cheek. “Spend a week with me. You like me. You wouldn’t have learned new words if you didn’t want to talk to me again.” He wanted to kiss her one more. “Do I have blood on my mouth? Cause your mouth is wiped clean and I don’t want to get it messy again.”

[anaglaringstare]

Yes, yes. He will live. “Why am I lucky you don’t understand half things I say in Russian? I switch from language to language with you.. I don’t always notice.” Ana stopped dabbing at his shoulder and looked at him. Oh. Ana hadn’t noticed if she had done it or not. Especially with Mac. Not like Mac would say something, she turned into pudding when Ana spoke French. She went to grab the bottle with antiseptic. Her hands were caught after she put the washcloth down. “What I asked.. or said.. before.. go to Berlin with me.. spend a week there.. or Amsterdam.. either one..” What? Wait… what? Ana swallowed and felt his hand on her cheek. “Spend a week with me. You like me. You wouldn’t have learned new words if you didn’t want to talk to me again.” His words sounded like silk. She felt drunk and unable to speak.

His eye wandered along her face. You like me. Yes, she did like him, but… something about the way he said it. Ana took a breath in. He mentioned kissing. He mentioned his lips. Yes, there were specks of blood and maybe a tint on his lips. Ana grabbed the washcloth and slid it along his chin and lips. She didn’t kiss him. She couldn’t choose to at the minute. She was shocked by what he was asking. Go away, just a week? Mac would never believe her in any lie. She would find out. She would lose her. Ana grabbed the antiseptic and a new cloth. She pressed the solution onto the rag then onto his shoulder. He hissed and nearly growled. Ana knew this was the absolute worst part. 3… 2… 1… burning done. Onto the next part.

“I can’t.” Ana whispered and bit on her bottom lip. She focused on his shoulder instead. Red splotches peppered along his neck. “… It’s… Du weißt, ich kann nicht.” She breathed out and lifted the cloth off the last little puncture. She grabbed ointment and whatever gauze he had in the container. “Es würde ihr Herz brechen.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He could see the shock in her eyes. She hadn’t expected him to ask such a thing. She was thinking about it at least. It wasn’t an outright no. She started wiping at his mouth. He figured she would kiss him after she was done but she didn’t. There was no chance to protest or kiss her first. The antiseptic was on his shoulder without warning. He let out a couple of sounds, neither pretty. He didn’t know if she did it as a way to change the subject. 

Ana answered him. She didn’t meet his eyes. There was doubt there. She wanted to. She was giving excuses. The last one struck to the heart of everything, literally. He took the gauze out of her hands and put it down. “ I don’t want that.. I’m going to need a shower..” He pulled her to him. He put her hands to his face. His hands went to hers. “You can.. you choose what you do.” He knew she loved Mackenzie. He had no doubt about that. But he also knew that there was something between them that couldn’t be ignored.

“The last time we were together.. I skipped work.. I told you I would get..punished..” He stroked her cheek. “One of my brothers did work me over.. lightly.” He smiled and focused on her face, her lips. “But father is creative.. he had my paintings.. in Berlin.. destroyed.. years of work.” He didn’t want to make her feel bad, knew it might happen. But he was telling her so she could understand what he had been willing to risk. “Come with me.”

[anaglaringstare]

Sasha pointed out what he wanted. No gauze. Another shower. “You can.. you choose what you do.” Ana swallowed. He had a point. Ana found herself chewing the inside of her lip. Yes, you definitely bit it. I can feel it here. “The last time we were together.. I skipped work.. I told you I would get..punished..” He touched her cheek and she almost thought he would hit her. Nothing of the sort happened. “But father is creative.. he had my paintings.. in Berlin.. destroyed.. years of work.” All because of her? Was he trying to make her feel guilty? She stared at him, searching for some sort of answer in his eyes. Not everyone is out to get you, Ana. “Come with me.” Hazards. He battled for what? Her? She wasn’t worth that risk.

Ana reached around him and flipped the water on again. Warm. Not too hot. She pushed him by his chest into the shower. Ana kept quiet. She grabbed the body wash and lathered it around her body. He was staring at her, still waiting for an answer. “Wolfbär.” Ana said his name with a sigh. She walked under the water and met him half way. “I–I can’t.” She swallowed. You can. You won’t. You won’t survive another day with him. Ana was weary of telling the truth. She could explain her addiction and her thoughts. Possibly how she knew it was fucked up that she liked him hitting her.

“Remember when I said you’re not good for me… well it’s true.” Ana touched his biceps with her hands. “You’re… You’re calm… you let me touch you and experiment. I feel it all with you.” Ana wanted to be angry at the idea of it. “I’m not exactly cleanly shaven like you can be. I can’t handle more than one piece of my life…” She sighed and ran her hand through her wet hair. “I need a cigarette. I need… I don’t know.” Ana rinsed the rest of the soup off her shoulders and stepped out of the shower to his room.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana turned on the water in the shower. Sasha wasn’t sure the conversation was over but she seemed to hit pause. He allowed her to push him into the shower. It had been his idea. She washed her body. He took the soap and started scrubbing his own body. Another hiss when he touched the bite. She was good with her teeth. A smile was on his lips until she said his name. He sighed like she did when she said she couldn’t go. 

She kept talking and he listened. The water bounced off them. She was touching him. He let himself touch her shoulder, her neck. She would have a couple of bruises but nothing like before. Like that first time. “More than one piece?” It sounded like she was adding him to her life. It gave him a bit of hope. She rinsed off and walked out mumbling about needing a cigarette. He cursed in Russian as his hand went over the bite. He didn’t bother with a towel and went after Ana. 

He wanted to grab her, make her explain. Instead he took a second and went to nightstand. He opened the second drawer and pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. He handed them to her and took a seat on the bed. He probably should apply more medicine to his shoulder but he wasn’t letting her out of his sight. “Tell me about one piece… I want to understand..” He put his hands on his thighs. 

[anaglaringstare]

Ana stood in a towel, still dripping slightly when Sasha made an appearance. He was naked all over again. Ana wondered if he eve wore clothes. It didn’t seem that way. It was fine. Ana wasn’t a fan of clothes either, mostly at home. Especially around Mac. Sasha went into his drawer and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, even a lighter for her. She wondered if he smoked. She didn’t have the urge to light a cigarette any more with it in her hands. Sasha sat on the bed and stared at her. Ana slowly put the items down on his dresser when he asked her to tell him what she meant.

He wanted to understand, but there was more to that then just pieces. Ana licked her bottom lip and pulled her towel off to wrap her hair in. She took a spot next to him on the bed and tried to think of how to explain. Pieces of her life were spread along the globe. Things she didn’t want to remember. Things she needed to leave behind too. “I’ve realized that I need to keep things simple to survive. I don’t need to struggle or fight anymore, I just need to… be me. That’s it. I have Mackenzie. She’s supposed to be that final piece.”

Ana stared at the carton of cigarettes across the room. She couldn’t bare the thought of inhaling that anymore. “I wasn’t supposed to have another piece. I finally became whole, no more puzzle that needed solving then you…” Broke me apart. “You showed up. We connected. Like stars in space. We’re two intellectuals that found each other and now I can’t figure it out.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

She didn’t light the cigarette. He watched as she debated what to do. The towel was off her body and on her head.While he appreciated the view, for once, he wasn’t jumping her. He wanted answers.  She sat next to him and he tried keeping his hands to himself. Ana spoke about fighting, struggling and that simply made more questions for him. He didn’t experience jealousy often but at this moment he was jealous of Mackenzie. The woman next to him was more than he’d expected and knowing she felt so strongly about another was making him jealous. It made him smile. 

“I have terrible timing.” He looked at her. “And you have a way with words.” He reached over and took her hand unable to resist any longer. “Why do you need to figure it out? Why not let us be.. whatever we are?” He stroked her hand. “I am just Sasha.. You are just Ana. Simple.” He looked in her eyes. He remembered the conversation they had. She envied his calm. He wanted to know why. Had she told him? Maybe he’d been so off his head that he didn’t remember. He shook his head. No, he would remember if she’d said why.

Sasha had ideas, theories but it was only speculation. There were some things you didn’t ask or push on. He was certain whatever was in her past had to come out at her pace. “I like you Ana. I am happy you called for whatever reason. If you need to draw line.. It won’t make me happy.. but I am patient. And we did connect.. I don’t want to lose that.” He touched her face. 

[anaglaringstare]

“I have terrible timing. And you have a way with words.” Ana felt his hand in hers. He was calming all over again. She could give him devastating news and he would easily find a way to talk about it. “Why do you need to figure it out? Why not let us be.. whatever we are?” He had a point, but she didn’t work that way. Ana needed to know everything, at least as much as she could. Mystery only worked for herself, not the person she was sleeping with. “I am just Sasha.. You are just Ana. Simple.” She felt chills along her arms as he touched her. She shook her head silently. “Simple is never simple, Wolf Bär.” He shook his head too. “I like you Ana. I am happy you called for whatever reason. If you need to draw line.. It won’t make me happy.. but I am patient. And we did connect.. I don’t want to lose that.”

Why did you call him? Mac would’ve killed Connor, even if you started it. So you were being selfish. He touched Ana’s face and she looked in his eyes. Whatever color they were, it didn’t matter. Ana couldn’t focus. She was melting just by his touch. Probably because they were naked. Why did she need to figure this out again? Lack of control. Like right at this moment. Ana leaned in and kissed his lips. Her hands slid along his jaw and she dipped them back onto the bed. Ana climbed over him and let her body weight fall onto him. Their lips crashed again and again until Ana realized she needed to breathe. She pulled away and looked down at him. Her heart was racing once their eyes locked.

Ana sighed and let her forehead lean against his. “Fuck..” She sighed under her breath and closed her eyes tightly. “Sasha, I can’t do simple anymore. I have simple now. I barely have simple now. Why do you even bother with me? Why me? You have everything you want.” She leaned up and stayed on his lap before she ran her hands through her hair.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana began kissing him and Sasha didn’t stop her. Her lips would always be welcome to him. She touched him and soon he was on his back. Her body on his. He sighed happily even if his cock ached and protested as it tried to harden again. He almost laughed at his body’s reaction. It wanted her. It was a never ending thirst it seemed. He breathed when she breathed. His heart bounced in his rib cage. His lips. Sore. Happy. Wanting more. Kissing her back with as much passion as before. His hands roaming her back. The pads of his fingers enjoying every muscle that strained in their current position. They weren’t prominent but just under her soft skin.

When she stopped kissing him, he licked his lips and smiled. They were resting their heads together and she cursed. He smiled wider. He couldn’t look at her because she was so close, his eyes would cross. Her voice touched his face like a lover’s touch. His heart took a deep sigh when she said she couldn’t do simple, when she asked why her. He tried to shrug. “Why not you?” Sasha didn’t know if the why could be explained but she’d asked. “Intellectual.. passionate.. sexy..” He said the words and his hands drew along her back. “How could I not want you? The way you look at life.. how you approach it.. you take no prisoners Ana.” There was gentle humor and affection in his voice. “You don’t back down.. you are fierce.. challenging.” He touched her cheek after she sat up.

“I don’t have everything I want. Why would you imagine that?” He was able to look at her. “Because I have this..” He waved at the apartment. “Because I have money? It’s nice. It’s not everything.” He put a hand over her heart. “This is more.. how we relate to another. How we connect.. I would give it all up and live like a pauper if it meant I never sat in a boardroom.. if I never had to get my hands dirty.”

[anaglaringstare]

“Intellectual.. passionate.. sexy..” Ana felt his fingers sliding along her back. “How could I not want you? The way you look at life.. how you approach it.. you take no prisoners Ana.” She didn’t understand it. He liked her. He really liked her. Ana was starting to see it. He had some feeling. Some type of feeling, more than what she was offering. Ana had a lustful atmosphere around him. Uncontrolled and dangerous. “You don’t back down… you are fierce.. challenging.” His hand was back on her cheek. She stared at him with sorrow. Ana was ruining him and she wasn’t sure she could stop. He explained he didn’t have everything, Ana felt rude for saying he had it. She knew he went through hardships as well. He barely knew her at all, yet he liked her. He probably just liked the sex. You like the sex. “This is more.. how we relate to another. How we connect.. I would give it all up and live like a pauper if it meant I never sat in a boardroom.. if I never had to get my hands dirty.”

This is more? Ana swallowed. She stared at him. She felt his hand on her cheek all over again. His fingers dragging along her soft skin. “Why do it then if you can give it up? Why keep doing it?” She spoke softly, she wondered what courage she mustered up to get the question out. “I… I’ve asked Mackenzie the same question before. She was in a position she didn’t want to be in. She fought to get out of it. She fought for me, but…” She licked her lower lip and stared at him. Her eyes wandered around his face. Ana felt awful. She was selfish when it came to him. Ana only did what she wanted. She let him fuck her. He let her do whatever she pleased. Drugs included. Yet, no drugs appeared just yet. “I know you’re not her, but if you’re not happy in it then leave. Do it for yourself. Not for anyone else.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He could see she was looking at him sadly. He almost wished he hadn’t seen it but it was probably better he did. She was still staring at him. He wondered what she saw. “I told you.. I have an arrangement that will help keep my younger siblings out of it.. and..” He licked his lips and paused. Ana talked about Mackenzie, asking her the same. It was interesting to hear how it came about that she’d left the drug business. It was obvious his family didn’t have the whole story. He smiled. “She fought for you.. that’s heroic.” Her eyes didn’t leave him. She spoke frankly. He looked at her lips as she spoke. “No.. I am certainly not her.. she’s prettier.” He laughed. He took her hand and brought it to his mouth. He kissed her fingers.

“I had someone a few years ago… We were.. very close.” His eyes drifted to her hand. “We had a good time.. good thing between us..” He couldn’t remember if he’d spoken about this. “She got pregnant.. had twins.” He didn’t smile. There was no fatherly pride. He had smiled when the boys had been born. “My mother was unhappy. We weren’t married. My father didn’t want bastards carrying on the name.” He kept his eyes on her fingers. “But they were male.. so he wanted us to keep them.. said I would need to marry her.. raise the boys.. they could take over eventually. I didn’t want that.” He looked in her eyes. “I had them.. their mother and the boys.. had them leave.. made a bigger deal with my father.. a few extra years of doing what needed to be done… but the boys are never involved.”

[anaglaringstare]

“I had someone a few years ago… We were.. very close. We had a good time.. good thing between us.. She got pregnant.. had twins.” Ana’s eyes narrowed. “T-Twins?” She stuttered under her breath. He was a father? Still a father? He was stiff with his words, as if something bad had happened. “My mother was unhappy. We weren’t married. My father didn’t want bastards carrying on the name.” She swallowed. He kept his eyes on her hands, but she stared at his face. Two boys. He had kids… Ana suddenly felt nauseous. Finally Sasha looked at her. “I had them.. their mother and the boys.. had them leave.. made a bigger deal with my father.. a few extra years of doing what needed to be done… but the boys are never involved.” She was worried… what happened to the girl? Why was he even telling her this again? All of it was some arrangement so no one got hurt? “You have kids.” She looked down and moved away from his lap. Ana suddenly wanted to be dressed, yet she didn’t move.

“Why didn’t you say something before… you…” He sort of did. Remember? No more kids. He was snipped, but it didn’t mean it couldn’t happen to her. Ana didn’t want kids. She never imagined herself with a white picket fence and babies running around. If anything, she found herself trying to muster up the courage to sit on the back of Mac’s motorcycle. “See… you’re far from simple.” Ana swallowed and nearly choked on her words. “Do you… do you still care about her… about them or?” She didn’t know what to say. Words sounded jumbled in her head, especially thoughts. Is his family just on the other side? What was the point of her then? Same instance? Just no kids? What did he even expect of her?

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

The tone of her voice was shaky. Perhaps he’d told her too much. He didn’t stop. She should know all of him. She’d asked after all why he didn’t stop. She moved away from him and he frowned. Having kids was apparently not a good thing. “I mentioned.. but I didn’t explain. I apologize. I didn’t think it would matter.” He sat up and scratched at the back of his head. Ana sounded afraid, terrified of his truth. More than his scars, more than his life with his family’s business. Her questions were odd to him. Did he care? “Of course I care.. I’m not.. I am not heartless Ana.” He didn’t know if she wanted him to be cold. He’d made choices. Some were altruistic but most were selfish.

“Ana.. They’re children.. innocent children. Of course I care. If you’re asking about whether she.. whether they are a part of my life? No. I’ve not seen them in person in about 3 years. I wouldn’t recognize the boys if I laid eyes on them.” He ran a hand over his face and stood up. He walked to the glass doors, stood there looking past his own reflection. “I do not want children. It wasn’t a part of my life. It happened. She went off her pill and didn’t tell me.” He shrugged. “I told you.. I may be a horrible Catholic.. but.. She wanted them.. My mother.. she was pushing for a wedding.. my father.. all he saw was a continuation of his name.. I know what my brothers’ children will inherit.. I couldn’t give that kind of life to those boys.. not even if I didn’t ask for them.” For the first time since they were together today, he wanted to be drunk. “The last time I saw them.. it was to sign away all parental rights.. she had married after I’d sent her away. She was safer away from home. I made sure they were provided for. He.. her husband wanted to adopt them.” He shrugged again. “I don’t.. You asked.. why I don’t stop. I made deal. Can I break deal? Yes. But it would likely cost a few things… and I still won’t be a father to them. I can’t.”

[anaglaringstare]

“Ana.. They’re children.. innocent children. Of course I care. If you’re asking about whether she.. whether they are a part of my life? No. I’ve not seen them in person in about 3 years. I wouldn’t recognize the boys if I laid eyes on them.” She felt confused. Why mention it if these things didn’t matter then? “The last time I saw them.. it was to sign away all parental rights.. she had married after I’d sent her away. She was safer away from home. I made sure they were provided for. He.. her husband wanted to adopt them.” Sasha was still talking. Over and over and over. She stood up after him and pulled open a drawer. Ana slid one of his shirts over her. Something dry-fit. Probably something he wore when he worked out or when he went for a run. Ana finally grabbed the pack of cigarettes off his dresser.

She also grabbed a pair of clean briefs for him. Ana had lost her underwear by now. She pulled on his pair and met him at the window to give him his. “Come on.” Ana gripped his forearm and led him downstairs to the larger balcony. Once the breeze hit her face, she lit a cigarette and handed him the pack too. She needed something to calm her nerves. A drink. A line. A pill. A cigarette. “I’m sorry you haven’t seen them.” Ana inhaled off the stick and crossed her arms lightly. “Would you have done things differently if you could?” Ana swallowed. She had asked herself that question multiple times when she was at her lowest. “I sometimes wonder the same. Sometimes. Not all the time.” Ana looked at his shoulder, then him. His eyes were the same. Calm. 

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He focused on breathing. She probably thought lesser of him. What kind of a person signs away their children? He heard her moving about but he didn’t turn around. He didn’t want to see her disappointment. Her hand was on his arm and she tugged. He followed behind after putting on the underwear. She wasn’t dressed in her clothes so at least she wasn’t running out the door. They walked out into the balcony and she finally lit a cigarette. He took one out for himself and lit it. It wasn’t something he indulged in. He preferred weed if he was going to smoke but it wasn’t always permissible during his time in the city. He let the taste hit his lungs. He shook his head. “Don’t apologize. Nothing that warrants it.” He smoked and closed his eyes.

Her question wasn’t surprising. She likely wanted to know if he regretted giving them away. “No.” He answered quickly because he knew the answer. She talked and he opened his eyes. She had a past he didn’t know about. He shrugged his shoulders. “I might have done a couple of things differently.. but not about this.. they didn’t ask to come into this world. I didn’t ask for them. Didn’t want them. Maybe I am heartless. But.. I didn’t want that.. weight.. I love my family.. but it’s also a heavy load..” He looked at her. She wore his clothes. Ana really was beautiful. He sighed. “What.. what would you have done differently? What do you think about that you wonder?” He finished the cigarette and put it on on the ash tray in the middle of the table. “Do you.. I don’t know.. want something to drink? Coffee? Something stronger? I could use something.”

[anaglaringstare]

He didn’t regret it, which was good. Regret was a weight that she didn’t need either. “I might have done a couple of things differently.. but not about this.. they didn’t ask to come into this world. I didn’t ask for them. Didn’t want them. Maybe I am heartless. But.. I didn’t want that.. weight.. I love my family.. but it’s also a heavy load..” She nodded. Ana put the cigarette back between her lips. She smoked slowly compared to Sasha. She felt his eyes on her. “What.. what would you have done differently? What do you think about that you wonder?” Ana bit her bottom lip and watched the cigarette disappearing into the air. Hmmm… what would you do differently? Not get Mac hurt. Not get Mya hurt. Leave my father’s house as fast as possible. Ana hadn’t answered him. She was too busy staring off when she heard him again. “Do you.. I don’t know.. want something to drink? Coffee? Something stronger? I could use something.” 

She finished her cigarette and placed it in the trey next to his. “Whiskey if you have it.” Sasha was gone. He entered the house and Ana sat on one of the chairs outside. Her legs were tired. She felt hungry again and sore. Ana could hear him moving about inside until he made an appearance again. A bottle set between them, an ice bucket, and two tumblers. He filled the glasses for them and took a seat next to Ana as he handed her one. She was still thinking about his question. Ana remembered setting the house on fire, hoping to god her father wouldn’t make it out alive. If she could’ve done things differently, she would’ve never done it. Nancy would’ve ran. She would’ve been safe.

“There isn’t a point for me to wish things had gone differently. It won’t change anything. I’m here now. I’m alive. I’m surviving.” Ana brought the glass to her lips and took a healthy swig. She closed her eyes and sighed under her breath. Her throat burned, but her body refused to let up. “You told me something personal, so what do you want to know about me then?”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana asked for whiskey and he went to retrieve it. He took it out of the cabinet then grabbed a couple of glasses. He decided on an ice bucket rather than drinking it straight. He looked at the bottle and wondered if he shouldn’t take a drink directly from it. A few moments to himself. He hadn’t deserted them. But he hadn’t stood by them. He knew he should regret his cowardice but couldn’t. He picked everything up and carried it out to the balcony. The ice rattled and the whiskey swam around it. A dark golden color that was warming him up by simply seeing it. After he handed her glass over, he sat. They were close to reach out and touch if she wanted to. He sipped as she spoke. He could understand it all. No point in wishing. Being alive. Surviving. He stroked at his beard.

“I did tell you something personal..” That’s how it had started a while back. One truth for another. He vaguely recalled that part of it. He smiled while looking at the whiskey. “Tell me what you’re surviving.” He took another drink, almost emptying the tumbler. His eyes found her face. “You didn’t say survived. It isn’t all in past. You said surviving… I remember.. you wanting to be calm.. then talking about simple.. upstairs..” He did finish it this time and poured himself another. “So what are you surviving Ana? Is it the guy you hated enough to strike? Is it something Mackenzie did? She fought for you.. did she do something you think you need to survive?” He felt raw and not from the sex. Why did he bare himself to her so easily?

[anaglaringstare]

“Tell me what you’re surviving.” Ana felt internal panic. Her heart pounded faster. Her palms started to sweat. She kept them gripped around her glass so they wouldn’t shake. Why did she give him that access? He could ask anything he wanted, she should’ve assumed that she would be asked something so raw. Ana drank her whiskey and finished just as he did. Another glass was filled by her hand. “You didn’t say survived. It isn’t all in past. You said surviving… I remember.. you wanting to be calm.. then talking about simple.. upstairs..” She stared down in her drink, seeing her reflection wiggle back at her. “So what are you surviving Ana? Is it the guy you hated enough to strike? Is it something Mackenzie did? She fought for you.. did she do something you think you need to survive?” Ana shook her head. “Mackenzie has kept my head above water. She always has.” Since they met. Since they met again.

“I-uhm, probably should’ve thought about this before I said it was okay to ask.” Ana downed her drink again. Then another. Her stomach twisted at the base. “We both had a bothersome childhood.” Ana cleared her throat and kept drinking. The more she drank, the easier it would be. She lit another cigarette and took a deep inhale. Ana hadn’t looked at him since she started trying to talk. “I moved around a lot. Never had friends,” Ana drank her drink and set the glass down. She felt dizzy and knew she definitely drank to much too fast, but it was the only option for her nerves. “Never had family. No siblings. My father…” She shook her head. “You know.” She swallowed and put the cigarette back between her lips. “You know he isn’t a good man. He never was one.”

Ana paused for a moment to finish her cigarette and let the alcohol do its job. She eventually looked over at Sasha with glossy eyes. No room for emotions here. “A year of therapy hasn’t fixed what he’s done to me. Drugs… drinking… sex… none of it makes it stop. It’s like a webbing wrapped around my brain. Squeezing just enough to make me weak all over again.” Ana set the cigarette down in the trey and reached for the bottle again.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He noticed the reaction to his question. Her knuckles were slightly white as she held the glass firmer. Ana finished her glass as well. She avoided meeting his eyes as he spoke. Sasha couldn’t blame her. He’d avoided hers before. It wasn’t her girlfriend. It was intriguing her choice of words. She was drinking faster and her words were shaky. He drank his second drink but she’d finished her third by then. The word bothersome felt important. She knew what had happened to him, his siblings. If she used that word, what she was thinking about was troubling. Sasha wasn’t dumb. He didn’t tend to scrutinize everything but he understood enough of human nature to see her diving into the alcohol for courage. It was what he’d wanted wasn’t it? After he started talking, he’d wanted alcohol.

Ana lit another cigarette and he watched the smoke disappear into the air. She talked about her childhood in clipped language. Direct. Her father. He was the cause of her fear. No, it was more than fear. He observed her movements. It was a couple of minutes before she spoke again. This time she looked at him. He could see the haze in her eyes. She’d medicated herself. He would swear the wind stopped blowing and the world paused as she talked. He felt the ache. Therapy, drugs, drinking, sex. He nodded. She escaped into it all. It made sense. She reached for the whiskey and he stopped her. He put the bottle out of reach but only by a little. He moved closer. 

“He hurt you.” There was a deep anger inside now. He wasn’t drunk enough to not work it out. She hated men. Except for himself. She allowed him to do what he wanted. It was there in neon colors. He tried to not let himself as angry as he wanted. He could picture her father in business meeting. The look in his eyes. Sasha hadn’t given the man enough credit in his complete lack of substance. He hadn’t seen the possibility of what such a man could do to a daughter but he should have. “I’m a distraction? Or something else? Do I help make it stop?”

[anaglaringstare]

The bottle was moved and Ana swallowed and looked down at her empty glass. Of course. He seemed to understand now. “He hurt you.” He raped you. More than once. Ana closed her eyes and tried to sink that thought very far into the back of her mind. She nodded so he understood. Yes, he hurt her. She didn’t need to go into detail. If he asked, she’d try her best. “I’m a distraction? Or something else? Do I help make it stop?” Nothing he said was viable. He wasn’t a distraction. He didn’t help make any of it stop. She wanted to be honest, but how could she when he was fucking her as hard as he did and hitting her because she asked? How fucked up is that? Even he would know… She sighed. “You’re not a distraction. If anything, you make me lose all control. That’s the problem.”

Ana rubbed the side of her head and eventually her eyes. She didn’t want to show how difficult it was to talk about. It took a long time for her to open up to Mac. Then to Jayden. Ana licked her lips again and sighed under her breath. “I don’t want you to be sorry for me or try to fix anything.” Ana was starting to speak slower to avoid slurring her words. “You make me feel something. At least something different. I’ve never had this… this connection with a man. You’re different. Very different.” She shook her head again. “I’m… I’m not the happiest person. I’m basically a rain cloud over a human corpse. You don’t make it stop. Mackenzie doesn’t either. Nothing does. It’s something that I deal with. Just like the things in your life are pieces you deal with.” Was it everything he needed to know? Probably not. Would it bring them closer? Maybe.

Sasha was still looking at her. He always looked at her like he was solving a puzzle right before his eyes. “Is that what you needed to know now? That you aren’t some virus that I’m using to make myself feel better? Because you aren’t a virus. You aren’t a distraction. You’re an anomaly.”

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

He was trying to digest what she said. You’re not a distraction. If anything, you make me lose all control. That’s the problem. Sasha was really trying to understand how losing control was the problem. She was trying to not show how she felt. That he could see and understand. The signs were there. The rapid drinking when asked such a cutting question. The intoxication would mask any hurt she still felt. Feeling sad for how things had happened to her, how she viewed her world wasn’t the same as feeling sorry for her. At least not for him. He could empathize with her loss. The loss of being a child. He wondered at what age it all began. How much of a childhood she’d been allowed. “Yes.. things we deal with.” He reached for the bottle and topped off his glass. He didn’t pour another for her. They had been drunk with each other enough for him to recognize she was at that tipping point.  

Sasha drank half of his glass. He nodded when Ana said he wasn’t a distraction. “I am happy I am not a virus. That sounds unpleasant.” He sat back and tilted his head up at the sky. She had been an only child. No one else to take on her father. No one else to run to when things were shit. “You don’t want pity. I don’t want pity. For our.. bothersome pasts..” He took another drink from his glass and finished it. 

“But don’t do that.. describe yourself a corpse. That is shit. You are not a corpse. You can be unhappy. Angry. Sad. Scared. But no corpse.” After putting the glass on the table he looked at her. “I like being an anomaly. Makes me special.” He gave her a smile. “No pity. Nothing to fix.” The way she phrased things explained that maybe she thought she was actually broken. He thought about what she’d asked of him in all of their meetings. What she admitted would explain her reactions to some things. It wouldn’t exactly explain her need for other things but they could explore that. He took her hand and linked their fingers. “I want to know more..” He thought about it. “It can be later.. not now. I think.. we need real food. I will call down and have someone bring us food. Is there anything you want?”

[anaglaringstare]

“But don’t do that.. describe yourself a corpse. That is shit. You are not a corpse. You can be unhappy. Angry. Sad. Scared. But no corpse.” Sasha’s eyes found Ana’s again and she leaned her head when he stated he was special. An anomaly made him smile. After the silence, he reached for her hand and linked their fingers. Ana felt his rough exterior as she dragged her thumb along his. She didn’t like holding hands often, just with Mac. Never with anyone she was just screwing on the side. Sasha wasn’t one of those people. He wasn’t someone she was just screwing. “I want to know more..” Ana didn’t want him to get too involved. He would take matters into his own hands. Something Mackenzie had tried to do over and over until Ana had to beg him. Sasha had the power and connections. He could take William down with a snap of his fingers. Legally too. “It can be later.. not now. I think.. we need real food. I will call down and have someone bring us food. Is there anything you want?”

Ana swallowed and closed her eyes. “I want to go home.” She blinked and stared off into the landscape in front of her. Buildings. Cars. People. She nodded her head. “I need to go home.” Mackenzie would worry. Ana had no idea how long she had been here let alone where her clothes were. She unlinked their hands slowly and stood up. Ana made her way inside and studied the room around her. The kitchen, the couch. Ana tried to find where they started and where they ended up. She made her way to his room and undressed from his clothes. They were neatly folded on his bed before she searched and found her clothes nearly kicked under the bed. Ana slipped her panties on then the rest of her clothes. She was growing drunk in time and Ana couldn’t stand for long. She took a seat on his bed and ran her hands through her hair. Sasha would make an appearance shortly. He wasn’t one to leave Ana alone after she retreated like that.

[sasha-the-wolf-bear]

Ana said she wanted to go home. At first she said it with eyes closed but then she stared off. Avoiding him. Then she said it differently. Need. He sighed when she let go of his hand and walked away. He shook his head. He sat a moment longer, feeling the slight chill, the emptiness of the seat beside him. Sasha understood. Deep down he knew that she was always running. When she came to him, it was because she was at the verge of collapse. Calm. More than once she'd talked about it. He knew how he was. It wasn't that he didn't feel emotion. He did. There was a rage under his skin aimed at her father and he didn't even have the details. He rubbed his eyes. The alcohol was there under the surface. Enough to make him feel it, not enough to be drunk. He wanted more but she'd walked away. He stood and went looking for her. Stopping on the way to his bedroom, he searched for his phone. He called his guard and told him to get sandwiches for lunch. Whether she wanted to go home or not, she still needed to eat.

Sasha found her sitting on his bed fully dressed. He smiled. "Women don't usually come into my bedroom to get dressed." He sat next to her, put his arm around her. "You need to go home is what you said. I heard." He put his fingers under her chin and tipped her head up so she could look at him. "You want to go home, I will take you home.. before you argue.. don't bother. I outweigh you and I have scary.. very scary guards.." He frowned and then smiled. "Danilov can drive. We can eat lunch in the back or you can sleep until we get there. I'll wait in the car. No scene.. no problems." He ran his thumb over her cheek. "But I am not letting you get on a train.. or rail... or what have you. You drank.. you've had a long day.. I want to make sure you make it home safe. Give me that Ana. What happens beyond that.. we will see." He kissed her lips lightly, then her forehead. "I still want you to come to Berlin with me.. spend time with me. Think about it. Don't decide. I should probably put on clothes."