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For all the readers who are just waiting for a morally gray anti-hero to put them on their knees and murmur… “That’s my good girl.”
“Everything about you is my business. It became my business when you begged for my cock. When you let me put my mark on you.”
“Ya yeshche nikogo tak ne khotel, kak tebya,” I tell her, letting it slip off my tongue in Russian. I know she doesn’t understand the words, and maybe that’s for the best. I’m not sure I’m ready for her to know just how deep my feelings for her run.
I have never wanted anyone as much as i have wanted you.
“But you shouldn’t let anyone try to change you. You shouldn’t let anyone make you feel like you’re not already good enough. Because you are. You’re one of the strongest people I’ve ever met. And the sweetest. You’ve held onto your kindness, even when the world has no right to expect that from you. You’re already perfect.”
“Fuck,” I groan. “You’re so wet. I missed this too, pretty girl.” I missed every-fucking-thing about her. And now I’m gonna show her just how much.
“That’s my good girl.”
“Let him watch,” Ransom murmurs. “You know Vic doesn’t always like to be touched, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t want you.”
“You keep looking at me like that, pretty girl, and you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”
“You feel so fucking good, angel. I want to be buried balls deep in you all the fucking time.”
Before I’m all the way asleep, my phone buzzes in my pocket. I pull it out to see a text, blinking at it blearily. It’s from Vic, and it’s just two words. VICTOR: You’re beautiful.
“You’re not a pawn,” he tells me, his voice lowered. “You never have been. You’re a fucking queen. You’re the only person in this whole goddamned world who could bring me to my knees. The only person who’s ever crawled inside my soul.”
“Don’t go out there, Solnyshka,” he rasps. “Please. Don’t go with him.” It takes me a few tries to find my voice, and when I do, it comes out in a whisper. “Why not?” “Because I already have enough blood on my hands, and if he touches you, I’ll fucking kill him.”
“Ya zhe govoril, chto ne otpushchu tebya,” he murmurs in Russian. “Ya ne mogu. Nikogda ne smogu.”
I told you i wont let you go, i cant. I never can.
“Gonna make sure you never forget,” he mutters, squeezing my ass and using that grip to haul me in even closer to him. “You won’t be able to think about anyone else when I’m done with you. Gonna mark you. Gonna fucking claim you.”
“Only you. You’re the only one who gets me like this. So use my cock to make yourself come. It’s yours.”
“I need to be inside you,” he pants. “Right now. Or I might fucking die.”
“Listen to you. Such a good fucking girl. You can take anything I can dish out, can’t you? I don’t have to hold back.”
“You were made for this,” Malice says. “I wish you could see yourself. I should fuck you in front of a mirror so you can see how dirty and beautiful you look. Full of my cock, taking it like it’s easy. Or like it’s hard, but you want it anyway. Ya ne mogu nalyubovat'sya toboy.”
I cant stop admiring you.
“You’ve got me so damn hard,” he murmurs over the music, his lips finding my ear. “I bet every man in this place wishes he was me or my brothers right now. But too bad for them, you’re already spoken for. You’re already fucking claimed, aren’t you?”
“You feel the way we’ve all got you? You’re fucking safe with us, pretty girl. We’ll take care of you, I promise.”
“Good. Because I need you nice and soaked for me, Solnyshka. You’ve got me so fucking hard, I’m gonna batter this pussy until you beg for mercy.”
“I never wanted a woman to be mine before,” he murmurs gruffly. “Never wanted a woman to be ours. Until I met you.”
