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Suddenly, I stop moving. The door is behind me. Fear overwhelms her eyes when she realizes that she’s trapped.
“Fuck you,” she whispers. “Fuck you, Arsen. You can’t keep me here forever.”
“If you think you can escape now, after you accused me of being a liar when I have been nothing but truthful with you, then just try it.” I step aside slightly to let her see the door and cross my arms. “But if you fail …”
Without warning, she lunges for the door, but I grab her before she gets out of reach of my long arms. Galina yelps, her voice shaky—not with fear, but with desire. I recognize the sound of her arousal. I see it on her. I smell it on her. I feel it in the way her body instinctively arches back to meet mine.
Her hand claws at the door. “Let me go!”
“I warned you, didn’t I?” I bend down and whisper in her ear, “If you fail …” I slip a hand down and hike up her dress. Galina gasps again when I drag my fingers through her soaked panties.
“Oh, ptichka,” I chuckle darkly. “You’re wetter than I expected.”
“Fuck you! Fuck you!” There’s anger on her tongue, yet by the way she breathes—heavy and hot—I know she’s losing herself to her own filthy urges. I know she wants to be punished.
I push her against the door until her breasts are pressed against the hard wood. She starts to lift herself up to push me away, but I keep her there effortlessly. My fingers slip beneath her soaked panties, and with a single, swift motion, I rip them away.
She gasps when I trace the outlines of her wet pussy. She tenses when I push a finger into her inviting warmth. My other hand grips her chin and turns her just enough so that she can see me.
Another finger enters her delectable pussy, and this time, she can’t fight back the moan that punches from the back of her throat. I thought we’d gotten away from that brand of violence. Her cheeks flush, as if she can’t believe this roughness can excite her like this.
But it fucking does.
I start moving my hand and Galina shifts her hips back to match me, stroke for stroke, until her legs start quivering from my touch. My cock strains against my pants, pushing painfully against its restraints as it demands to be let loose.
But not yet.
I want to make her beg first.
“I’ll scream.”
“Go right ahead.” I press my weight against her and the door as my hand savors the softness of her ass, her wetness coating my fingers, and the sound of her breath turning into pants as I bring her closer and closer to ecstasy. “Scream for me.”
Her plump lips part. A whimper tumbles from her throat. Savage victory surges through me, and I quicken my own pace, curling my fingers inside her. She shudders against me, and she closes her eyes as she slides slightly down the door.
“Look at me.” I place a searing kiss against her ear as I drink in her scent. My free hand fists in her hair. “Open those big, pretty eyes and look at me.”
She does as I command, and I see hate burning in her gaze.
But it’s not her hate I want. It’s her fear. Her obedience.
Her mouth opens in a small O of surprise. I push my wet fingers into her mouth and open her legs with my knees. Instinctively, she sucks at my thick fingers, her eyes narrowing but never once leaving mine.
“Look at you.” A cruel smile forms on my face. “You like this. You want this. You can’t get enough of this!”
She tries to wrench her face away, but I hold her in place by her hair, my hand twisting again and again until her silken strands are twisted firmly around my fist.
And then she bites down.
Hard.
Crying out in surprise, I withdraw my fingers. As soon as her mouth is free, she spits in my face.
“Fuck,” she snarls, “you!”
Her spit slowly rolls down my face and hangs at the edge of my lips. My tongue reaches out and licks it away, savoring the lingering taste of her arousal.
“That was the wrong thing to do, ptichka,” I warn her as I hold up my fingers between us. A smear of blood oozes from those perfect bite marks.
