Ivan's Captive Submissive (Submissive's Wish) by Ann Mayburn Read Free Book Online Page B

emotional relaxation and pleasure that she could barely breathe. Each wave of her release pushed her deeper against Ivan until she wasn’t sure where his body ended and hers began.
    Through it all he kept talking to her in Russian, saying things she didn’t understand, but in a tone of voice that was at once demanding and seductive. With one last gentle lick, Dimitri pulled back from between her legs and said something to Ivan that was almost a growl. Ivan snarled back at the other man and a moment later Dimitri began to uncuff her feet from the spreader bar. 
    She moaned in appreciation when her legs were finally moved back inside of Ivan’s powerful thighs. The muscles burned and tingled, but the discomfort only made her snuggle closer to her captor. Her mind seemed to have gone on holiday, but that didn’t really matter. Right here, right now, she’d found a small island of peace in the middle of the terrifying storm that had filled her life.
    Ivan unhooked her wrist cuffs from each other, but kept the cuffs on—probably a symbol of her servitude to him. He removed a handkerchief from his inner pocket and gently cleaned her sex. Little tremors shook her and Ivan leaned forward, easily cradling her weight as he grabbed something from the floor. She opened her eyes enough to see him tucking the fur coat around her with an expression of great contentment. Warmth flowed through her, mixing with the soft blanket of pleasure surrounding her soul like the jacket surrounded her body. She was the one who made him smile like that, she was the one who now enjoyed his affectionate touches.
    He caught her watching him and winked. “You pleased me very much, my Gia.”
    Smiling at him, she attempted to say something, then sighed and closed her eyes again.
    “Sleep, moya sladkaya . Nothing will harm you while I am here.”
    Peace like she’d never known moved through her and she prayed she’d be rescued or ransomed before she started to view Ivan as something more than her captor.

Chapter Three
    Ivan Ershov debated if he should wake the sleeping woman in his arms as they neared the hunting lodge where he was staying with a few of his Russian friends and other members of the European delegation. They were nearing the end of their tour of various US clubs, and as the grand finale, they’d attended the infamous Submissives Wish Auction where Ivan found his Gia. They memory of her standing on the stage near him, trembling with fear, made him smile. The moment he looked into her big, expressive brown eyes he knew he had to have this woman. And so far she’d exceeded his highest expectations.
    She snuggled closer against him, her brow drawn down in distress as something troubled her in her sleep.
    He leaned closer and placed his lips against her smooth forehead. “Shhhh, easy moya sladkaya .”
    With a soft sigh she relaxed back into a deeper sleep. He studied her features, marveling at the exotic blend of people that had made such a stunning creature. She looked almost Indian, but she had the slightly almond shaped eyes of her mother’s Syrian people and a golden undertone to her darkly tanned skin. Normally he liked big breasts on a woman, but Gia’s small mounds fit his hands perfectly, like she’d been made for him. And she was so expressive, wearing her emotions for everyone to see, or she was a fantastic actress.
    While he enjoyed role-playing, he’d found it difficult to find a submissive who could fully commit herself to a role like Gia did. If they hadn’t had more than two conversations reminding her about her safeword, and she hadn’t responded so well, he’d almost believe she truly thought herself a captive. Such dedication to her role inspired him, and while she slept, he had Dimitri call ahead to the lodge and arrange a few surprises for his captive submissive.  
    Dimitri’s deep voice cut through Ivan’s obsessive examination of his new girl. He kept his voice low, but spoke in Russian. “You like this