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Her eyes dance with triumph. She may as well enjoy the moment, because I’m going to make her pay for this dirty trick.

Grabbing her under the arms, I lift her off my dick, and set her on her feet. With one brutal tug, I tear off her dress. The fabric pools on the floor. Underneath, she’s completely naked.

My hungry gaze eats her up. She’s absolute perfection.

Blushing beneath my scrutiny, she goes to cover herself.

“No.” My command rings out. “Now is not the time to get shy with me, kisa.”

She swallows hard, her gaze darting around the room. What’s wrong with her? A moment ago she was teasing the shit out of me, taking charge, being so fucking confident. Now she seems uneasy, and I don’t know why.

Slowly, I lean in and kiss her. She steps forward, melting against me as I reignite the smoldering passion between us. My fingers dip to her pussy, and she’s soaked. She’s more than ready for me.

I push her onto the bed. Her back hits the mattress, and I flip her over, dragging her to her hands and knees at the edge of the bed. I circle her clit, working her up again, and this time she moans my name.

She’ll be screaming it soon enough.

I tease her until she comes, then I line myself up, and thrust balls deep into her wet heat. I hiss at the tight fit. Her body tenses, her pussy squeezing me harder than I’ve ever experienced before.

I grit my teeth, not wanting to come just yet. I promised to fuck her, not go off like an adolescent boy.

Pulling almost all the way out, I glance at my dick and my blood runs cold. The pink tinge coating my cock tells me everything I need to know. She’s a virgin.

Somehow, she’s a fucking virgin, and she hid the truth from me.

Slipping from her pussy, I make her roll over, then climb onto the bed, covering her body with mine. I gaze into her eyes. Like this, she can’t fucking hide from me.

“I’m your first,” I say. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

She huffs. “Like I would ever admit to being a virgin to the man who kidnapped me and forced me to marry him. I didn’t want you to think that you could have my virginity too. I didn’t want to be a prize.”

“What? But here we are…”

“I know. I never expected to give myself to you.” She glances away.

I smooth her hair back. “You should have told me, I could have hurt you worse than I already have.”

The possessiveness I’ve felt toward her since saying my vows grows stronger. I’m her first. I feel both honored and unworthy. That seed of doubt is shut out when my inner caveman growls. This woman is mine. Mine.

“I’m going to do this right,” I tell her, sliding my fingers between us. I line my cock up with her entrance and slide just the tip in. Teasing her clit, I rock my hips, easing in little by little. “That’s right, just relax, malyshka. You’re doing so good.”

Her eyelids flutter, lips part.

“Eyes on me, kisa. Keep your eyes on me.”

Her gaze snaps to mine.

Gently, I rock into her, kiss her lips, and look into her beautiful eyes. It feels a whole lot less like fucking and more like making love. My heart twists. Could she ever love me?

Before long, she’s rolling her hips, meeting me thrust for thrust. A soft moan leaves her throat. “More,” she begs. “Please, Dima, give me more. I can take it.”

I give her what she wants. Driving into her harder and faster, she comes apart so prettily on my cock, and I follow her right over the edge.

Then I take her in my arms and hold her as she dozes. I’ve never wanted to cuddle after sex before, but everything is different with Arianna. She makes me want things I’ve never dared dreamed about before. I crave… her. Only her.

No amount of time with this woman will ever be enough. I could fuck her a billion times, and I’d still want her again and again.

The power she has over me scares me, because even though I can force her to stay with me forever, I want her to choose me for herself. Could a woman like her ever choose a man like me?

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