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“Ha. I told you, I don’t need a safe word. You could stab me while you’re licking my clit and I still wouldn’t say it.” He arched an eyebrow. “Well, not ‘stab me’ stab me. But you know, I wouldn’t be averse to a little nick here and there,” I
“Easy for you to say. You didn’t get a close, unobstructed view of his bare ass.” “No, I didn’t. But I want to,”
I want to gauge my eyes out.” “That can easily be arranged,”
“No, no, no, fuck I was kidding. Don’t do that. I’ll get over it. I just need to wash my eyes out with soap. Or bleach. Yeah, bleach ought to do the trick.”
“Fuck, are you okay?” “I’m fine,”
“Oh, good. I’m glad you’re not hurt.”
“Because I want to be the one to hurt you,” she hissed, slapping me...
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“Your life isn’t mine to take.” Her head snapped up, her brows lowered in confusion.
“Fuck,” Rayna choked, her eyes widening in fear. Liquid splattered on the ground between her legs, the stench of urine reaching my nose, and I laughed. Yeah, my sister had that effect on people.
Illayana walked in.
“No,” he said, shaking his head. “What I did was worse.” A stricken look crossed his face, filled with heartbreak. “Zander, I—”
When he’s not purposefully antagonising Arturo, he’s hitting on anything with a pair of tits. You know he fucked one of the Capos’ wives? Almost got himself fucking killed. If I don’t murder him in his sleep, someone else will.
He decided to move on, introducing the man at his side. “This is Logan.” My whole body stiffened. Logan. This was the man who had his name on Drea’s body. On her fucking pussy. My hand tightened uncontrollably as a torrent of dark anger soared through me.
Logan sneered at me, his full attention still locked on my hand around Drea’s nape. Anger and jealousy vibrated from him, pulsing through the air.
Drea was fucking mine.
me. I wanted to own all of her. Her body. Her thoughts. Her mind. I didn’t want there to be any reminder of her sexual past.
Fuck you, asshole. I don’t take orders from you, Logan spat in Spanish. “Logan, cállate.” Logan, be quiet. Drea snapped.
An angry roar ripped through the air, followed by loud shouting and a hard thump.
Shit. Aleksandr was straddling Logan’s chest, his hands wrapped around his throat and squeezing so hard there was blood seeping into Logan’s eyes.
What the fuck had Logan done to make Aleksandr snap? “Zander! Enough!” Nikolai barked, trying to pull his brother off Logan and failing.
face. His eyes snapped to Logan’s unmoving form. It looked as though he was debating lunging for him again. “The deal is off,” Aleksandr growled, his hand clamping around my forearm. He pulled me close to him
“No you won’t. Because we both know you’re not the one in charge here. The deal is off. You hear me? Take your man and go home before I change my mind and kill you both. We’re done here.”
“Okay. Someone going to tell me what happened?” Fucking crickets. I might as well have been talking to myself.
“What is wrong with you…get yourself together…who cares if he…she’s not yours—” Aleksandr struck him hard across the face. Nikolai dropped, taken completely by surprise.
“What the fuck, Aleksandr?” I said, trying not to let myself get too worked up. “Why did you do that? What did Logan—”
“I never want to hear his name come out of your mouth again,” he growled, staring me dead in the eyes. My mouth dropped open. “You’re jealous,” I
“Of course I am,” he admitted with no problem whatsoever. “You think I like hearing about his hands on your body? That he knows how you taste, what you sound like when you come? You’re mine.”
“Yours?” I echoed, licking my lips, savouring his taste.
“Mine and only mine.” He kissed me again, his words igniting a fire in my belly.
Aleksandr tore my shirt from my body and then, using a knife, cut my bra in half, my breasts spilling out. “Fucking beautiful,”
taking my nipple into his mouth. He swirled his tongue and my back arched off the bed, pleasure soaring through me. “Fuck, Aleksandr,” I moaned, holding his head to my chest.
“On your back, head hanging over the bed,” he commanded. Oh boy. The world flipped upside down as I turned over, excitement exploding within me. Aleksandr unzipped his pants, pulling his cock out.
“Open.” His voice was rough. Husky. Deep. Laced with want and hunger.
His hand collared my throat in a light hold as he slowly thrust in and out. “Blyad, I knew your mouth would feel good,” he groaned, his head rolling back. My stomach tightened, my pussy tingling at his rough, masculine groans. It turned me on so much hearing men groan.
“No.” Aleksandr’s hold on my throat tightened slightly. “If I want you to move, I’ll tell you. You just lie there like a good little fuck toy and take my cock until I’m done with you.”
“Swallow. Breathe through your nose. That’s it. You’re doing so well, malyshka.”
“Use your teeth. Ah fuck, that’s it. You like having your mouth stuffed full of cock, don’t you? You like having your face fucked. Fuck toys always do.”
I moved my hand down my stomach, shoving it into my pants and tugging on my clit piercing. He turned me on so much I could barely stand it. I was so eager, so pent up I was literally shaking.
“You look so pretty when you cry, malyshka,” he praised, pulling his cock out. He tapped it against my lips. “You did very good. Stand.”
I moaned, grinding my pussy against his hard abs. “Needy little thing,” he whispered into my mouth, his kiss turning feral. Ferocious.
“I fucking love that sound. And this pussy. So pretty, and pink, and—”
“—tight,” he finished, lavishing at my entrance. “So fucking tight.” “Oh, mierda, Aleksandr, don’t stop,” I panted, my orgasm fast approaching.
“You’re so wet, baby,”
There was nothing sexier than a man who loved going down on a woman. And fuck, did Aleksandr love it. It was clear in the way he just threw himself into it with eagerness and excitement.
“Fuck, I could eat you all day and it would never be enough. I want to imprint your taste on my tongue forever.”
tongue swirled around my clit twice before his teeth tugged on my pierc...
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“That’s it, baby. Squeeze my head with your legs. Suffocate me with your pussy.”
“You’re mine, aren’t you Drea?”
“Tell me you’re mine.” He cupped my pussy roughly and I gasped. “That this is mine. That every inch of you belongs to me.”
“You remember your safe word?” he breathed huskily, picking up the pace. I nodded, a chill running down my spine. What did he have planned? “Use it if you need it.”
