Page 13 of Grave Secrets

“Why are you not moving?” he asks. I realize that while he put me here, he isn’t forcing me to stay. His hands aren’t even on me. “The door is locked. Can you please let me comfort you?”

“Yeah,” I whisper, dropping my head.

I can feel it coming on. The moment he wraps me in a hug and pulls me down to his chest, it feels like my chest has been cracked open. Emotion starts to flood out of me so suddenly that it scares me. He holds me tightly as I quickly fall into hysterics, but says nothing until, after a while, I start to calm down.

“You told me on the first day I came here that I needed to find peace,” Viktor tells me. “You deserve peace too… I won’t interfere with your relationship with him, but I will be that peace for you.”

I sit up and wipe my face, and he rests his hands on my thighs. “I’m just so tired,” I admit. “I’ve gone nonstop since they died, and I just want…”

“Want what, Ada?” he asks when I stop.

“I just don’t want to feel so alone anymore,” I say quietly.

“Sweet girl, you are not alone anymore,” Viktor says, cupping my cheek. “Understand that I don’t give a shit if you are dating someone. I will be the man who pursues a woman who is in a relationship. Give me an opening, and I am going to take it.”

“What opening?” I ask.

“Show me you want me to, and I’ll take every piece of your soul and claim it as my own,” he says. “I will take whatever part of you I can get, and I’ll want more. I will take more, because you wouldn’t give it up if you didn’t want the same.”

“I’m not a cheater,” I say, but I don’t mean it. I will absolutely let this man fuck me.

“To him, you already are,” he says with a smile. “Might as well live up to your potential.”

“Don’t tease me when I’m vulnerable,” I laugh. “I might believe you.”

Viktor slowly pulls my lips to meet his, gently kissing me, and then I melt. It happens so fast that one minute I am standing tall against cheating, and the next I am holding his face and kissing him hard. Our tongues fight for dominance. He tastes like all the secrets we keep packed away and all the peace we can find together. He presses his thumbs into the bends of my hips, and I moan as I rock my hips against his. I break away from his lips and drop my forehead to his chest when he doesn’t stop.

“You can’t hide from me, Pretty Girl,” Viktor says gently. “I see you.”

I keep rocking my hips, and I can’t stop. It feels so damn good. “What the fuck are you doing to me?” I ask, nearly whimpering.

“It’s all you, Ada,” he says, gently kissing a spot on my neck just below my ear. I groan and start to lose myself to the growing pleasure. “What do you feel?”

“Like I am breaking so many rules,” I pant. “Fuck, I can’t stop.”

“Do you want to?”

“No,” I moan.

“Speak up if you want me to stop, Ada,” Viktor warns. He moves his hands to unbutton my pants and then slides the zipper down. I gasp when he slides his hand into my panties and pushes two thick fingers into my pussy. I am fucking dripping, and he feels so good inside of me. When I rock my hips again, my clit rubs against his hands, and his fingers move against my G-spot.

“Oh fuck,” I pant, rocking my hips again.

“That’s it, Pretty Girl. Take what you need,” Viktor says, peppering my neck and chest with gentle kisses. “You are so pretty when you lose control, Ada. What else are you hiding from me?”

“Fuck, I am a terrible therapist,” I moan, still rocking my hips as I chase an orgasm.

“I think this is very therapeutic, Ada. Best therapy session yet.”

“I liked the one when you cried,” I quip, but moan when he curls his fingers more. “Fuck! You evil man.”

“Come for me, Pretty Girl. You are so close,” he encourages softly as he wraps his other arm around my body. I bury my face in his neck and move my hips faster. The pressure is building, and I am fully lost in the pleasure. “That’s it. Fuck, you are so close, Ada. Ride my hand, baby.”

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” I groan. I keep going and going, but when the pressure starts to break, I surprise myself when I bite down on his neck. I am completely unprepared for him to moan in my ear, sending me off the edge as my orgasm breaks.

When he pulls his hand out of my panties, he brings his fingers to his mouth to lick my arousal off his skin. “So sweet,” Viktor purrs.

“You are the devil,” I say with a frown.