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Her lips pinch. “What’s going on?”
“Nothing. I felt … stressed.” I give her a half-truth.
“What’s wrong? Why?”
“My father.” I shrug. “He might be about to kill me.”
“Oh, Kirill. No.” Real concern flashes in her pretty gaze, and I know I am a bastard because I’ve told her that on purpose. To make her feel bad for me. To make her let me do what I want with her.
“Da. I think maybe my watches lost him money. I must go meet with him.”
“When?”
“Soon.” Then I lay it on thick. “I didn’t want to be alone my last few hours before I meet with him. I came to you.”
She softens. I see it in the way her shoulders relax and her mouth parts slightly. Her eyes are wide, and she’s brimming with so much empathy.
Do I feel it for her? I think I do, but then again, maybe I don’t, because I want Mackenzie, but I want her the way I want my watches. She makes me feel safe. She’s pretty and shiny, and when I’m with her I can forget. Forget those words.
Weak.
Pathetic.
Scared …
Cuckold.
“Can I do anything?” she asks.
“Yes. You can. Take your clothes off.”
“Kirill, I, erm, I’m not sure …”
“Take them off, Kukla. I need to see you. I am craving you. Only you.”
“What do you mean, only me?” Her eyes narrow.
I shrug. “Verity came to me earlier.” I don’t tell her that’s how I know about Dom. “She offered herself to me.”
“She did?” Mackenzie’s face darkens, and I think I see the side of her that was able to stab a man peeking out. “Fucking bitch.”
She has much audacity, does my doll. She messes around with the three of us, picking and choosing and playing favorites, but she is upset that I might have touched Verity.
“I didn’t want her. I came here instead.”
“I’m glad, but Kirill, you seem in a dangerous mood, and I think?—”
“I am not a danger to you. I need you, Duchess. Please. Let me see you.”
She bites her lip, and it goes straight to my cock. Then she pushes her soft joggers down her legs and kicks them off. She’s now in a cropped t-shirt and a thong. Her curvy hips and small waist look amazing like this, and I groan, going to her and putting my hands on her waist.
“I love your perfect body,” I tell her. “Your hair is so pretty, too.”
“Um, thanks. I think.”
“Can I wrap it around my cock?”
“What?” Her eyes widen and she blinks a couple of times.
