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“Tell me where he touched you,” I command, scanning her body. So many tempting possibilities. I brush the pad of my thumb against her lips. “Did he start here?”
To my surprise, she shakes her head no.
“He, um, started...” She tilts her head to the side. “Here.” With her one free hand, she points to the side of her neck. “Came up from behind and kissed me here first.”
I swallow the rage roaring inside me and lean over my bride to kiss the place she’s indicated. I open my mouth and suck, marking the spot as mine.
“Where else?” I murmur in Valentina’s ear.
She guides my hand to her breast and squeezes, arching her back beautifully for me. “Here,” she moans breathlessly.
I kiss down her shoulder and chest until I reach her breast. Kneading her gently, I kiss the exposed top and bite, planting a bruise right where I want one. Valentina hisses through her teeth, but I pinch her nipple between my fingers, and her protest quickly turns to throaty need.
“And here?” I cup her gently and blow across her pebbled peak. “Did he touch you here?”
“Yes.”
As I wrap my lips around the tip, I flick my gaze up at my wife’s face. Lips parted, breaths shallow, eyes hazy with lust.
Gorgeous.
Licking her once makes her body twitch, but licking her relentlessly makes a needy whine catch in her throat. She tries to spread her legs, but I lock my calves around hers to keep her from moving.
We’ll get there. “Patience, zhena,” I instruct, adding a third bruise to her body, just beneath her breast. “Tell me where to go next.”
We move across her entire body, and each mark fans the flames of hate deep within me.
I hate the fucking mudak with every ounce of my body and soul. He will pay for every single moment he thought about my wife, every single lie he ever told her, and every single time he dared touch what’s mine.
As much as I like seeing Valentina on her back, I know he touched her ass, too. No one can resist her juicy peach. “Flip over.”
I help her onto her knees and spread her thighs as wide as the seat will allow. Dripping wet desire assails my senses, and I have to squeeze my aching cock to relieve some of the pressure. “Zhena. You are a feast for the eyes.” I slide a finger inside her sticky sweet heat, and she arches her back farther, sucking me in. “Fuck, you’re going to make me come early, baby.”
She moans, her voice thick and heady, and I nearly say fuck it, whip my dick out, and slam into her.
But that would be selfish. Valentina didn’t want to fuck in the car, so I won’t give myself the pleasure.
“Will you....come inside me?” Valentina’s breathless question nearly sends me over the edge. I slide a second finger inside her with a groan and start pumping her nice and slow.
“He...he never...” She moans, and I stop moving until she can finish her thought. “He never came inside me. He wanted to, but I wouldn’t let him.”
Fuuuuck.
Need roars in my blood at the same time an inferno of loathing pulses through me.
How dare he even try.
I choke on my rage and push it deep, deep down. I’ll kill the bastard later.
“Good girl. No one’s going to come inside you but me.” Or Ezra or Mikhail, but for tonight, you’re all mine.
Before she can think to ask about the other two, I curl my fingers and bite her plump ass at the same time, and she convulses, clenching around me.
God, if my cock were inside her, she’d milk me for every last drop of my soul.
“Did you just come, zhena?”
She mumbles something unintelligible, and I take that as a yes. The engine cuts out and I press a quick, open-mouth kiss to her drenched core, moaning as I get a taste.
