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The anticipation is its own kind of high, and it leads me down dangerous paths. More than once, I lie awake at night, shoving my fingers inside my drenched pussy as deep as they can go, all because of that fucking kiss.
It was earth-shattering. Mind-breaking. And my body wants more. So how can I get what I want?
If I go to him, straddle his thighs at his desk or, more likely, at the dinner table, he’ll pride himself on making me want him. It’ll be proof of his claim over me. Of his power over me.
That’s not what I want.
So instead of going to him, I start trying to lure him out.
The library is the first place I desecrate. If we had a chapel on the grounds, I might have picked it first. There’s something inherently deviant about feeding your sexual demons on holy ground, but since that’s not an option, I pick the next best thing.
Hunkering down in my favorite reading nook, with my back against the cool, stone wall and my leg propped up on the window seat, I spread my thighs wide.
To passerby outside, it might look like I’m taking a cat nap in the silver moonlight.
But to anyone within earshot, there’s only one plausible explanation.
I bite my lip as I knead my breast through my nightgown. My other hand travels lower, ghosting over my panties. I’m already soaking wet, amped up by yet another sexually-charged dinner. I made sure to lick my spoon graciously, sucking on the tip as I listened to Andrei prattle on about seating arrangements and guest lists for the wedding.
I might be laying it on thick, but at this point, I don’t care. I want him to cave before me, and I’ll use any trick in the book to make it happen.
My back arches as I slide my fingertips into my panties and swirl them over my clit. A cry catches on my lips, and I shut my eyes as I imagine Andrei standing over me, hooded eyes burning like liquid sapphires, as I touch myself.
He kisses my neck and groans in my ear, pressing the heavy weight of his rock hard cock against my thigh. As I plunge a finger inside my molten core, he grinds against my leg and pants in my ear. When he speaks, it’s not Andrei’s voice growling in my ear, but Mikhail’s, low and deep and filthy as he tells me what he’s going to do to me the next time he gets me on my knees.
I whimper and grind my clit against the heel of my palm. It’s not enough. It’s never enough. Heat rushes through me as desire coils deep in my belly. My fingers aren’t thick enough. My reach isn’t deep enough. My voice is whiny and shrill as it echoes through the library, not deep and sensuous.
In my delirium, I imagine Mikhail’s mischievous chuckle vibrating across my skin, the word malyshka turning into a low moan in the back of his throat.
Even Mikhail is starting to get to me.
Fuck.
I cry out as I come, my body trembling. White stars fill my vision, and I pull deep lungfuls of air. Sweat slicks my skin and makes my nightgown cling to my curves.
I’m not usually like this. Even with Liam, nothing was ever this intense. When we were together, I didn’t feel the need to rub myself raw in the middle of the night. In the middle of a library.
Shame tries to douse my inner fire, but it’s nowhere near strong enough to succeed. I’m a woman on a mission. I’ll claim my gilded crown and enjoy all the cock that comes with it.
A faint echo through the rafters sets my heart racing.
“Malyshka.”
A deep laugh, then footsteps coming closer. “Someone’s being a naughty girl.”
I catch a silhouette at the end of an aisle before he disappears behind a bookshelf. His footsteps tap lightly as he wanders the library. I wonder if he’s coming closer or circling the room to build anticipation before he reveals himself.
Slick desire drips down my thighs from my release. A touch of fear makes everything more intense, from the chill in the night air to the ache in my back from lying on a bench for so long. Goosebumps trail down my arms, my nipples hardening beneath the thin fabric of my gown. I hold my breath as I wait for something to happen.
You’re engaged, the voice of reason in my head reminds me. You shouldn’t bait the devil with your body.
But isn’t that what I’ve been doing all along? Trying to lure a devil out of his hiding place and into my bed?
I caught one, but it’s not the devil I intended.
Still.
I can’t deny my attraction to any one of the men holding me captive. Not just Andrei, but Ezra and Mikhail too. All three of them are driving me mad without even trying. Glimpses of them in the hallways are like little teases, making me crave more attention from each of them.
