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Kirill lifts my chin with his forefinger and says in a low tone, “Then get used to it, Solnyshko.”
“As long as you were still breathing, I wouldn’t leave you behind. That’s not how I operate.” “Even if you were in danger because of me?” “Even then.” She gulps, the delicate veins in her throat bobbing up and down. “Thank you. I think I stayed alive because I knew I had you.” Her face shines with that bright innocence again. This isn’t only a display of gratefulness—it’s something much more.
“So what happens now?” I ask after I finish cleaning the blood. “Now”—a slow smirk tilts his lips—“I take over the world, Sasha. And you’ll be right by my side.”
“I’m trying to decide whether or not to fuck you.” I choke on my own breaths, and any logical thoughts seem to fly out the window. “You…what?” “You don’t have a hearing problem, so quit acting like you do.” His free hand strokes my cheek, then makes a slow path to my mouth. “I’ve wanted to fuck you since we were in that village. I contemplated throwing you down, opening your legs, and taking what I wanted. I fantasized about leaving my marks on this translucent skin, and not letting them fade. I imagined taking you over and over until you screamed and cried while begging for more.”
“You’re not a priest, why would I confess to you?” “No, I’m not. I can be your father in Heaven, though.” “I decline.” I start
“You’re so fucking beautiful.” He twists my nipple again, harder, with sure intent that makes me want to cry. “Tempting.” Another pinch, and more torture. “Irresistible.” He pulls this time, adding a maddening friction that starts in my nipples and ends right between my legs. “And the worst part is, you have no fucking clue you are. That’s why you keep flaunting yourself around so innocently, for anyone to see, but we can’t have that, now, can we? I’m the only one who knows how beautiful you are, aren’t I?”
She practically stomps in my direction, and I resist the urge to smile. Her fire is a fucking turn-on, and I’m tempted to own that fire and cage it where I’m the only one who has access to it.
“That’s it, Solnyshko. Show me how much you want me.” His voice falls against my ear in a grunt before he bites down on the flesh.
“Look at who owns you, Solnyshko. Look at how your body submits to me as if it was made for me. You are mine, and you will always be fucking mine. You’ll never belong to anyone else but me.” The dark possessiveness
