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"More," I begged breathlessly.
Kova growled, and I fucking loved the sound of it. The tips of his fingers teased my sex, prodding the seam, but I couldn't take it any longer. Reaching down, I moved his hand to where I wanted it and almost came.
"No. I think you should take a break," he said.
I shook my head. "I want you. I need you, Kova, so bad. You make me forget my reality, and I needed that more than anything."
He pulled back and grinned so sexy I wanted to jump him. "You just want my cock," he said. "Is that all I’m good for, Adrianna?"
Leaning forward, I bit his lip and tugged it into my mouth. I smiled and met his gaze. "I love your cock," I admitted, then sighed into him when his tongue met mine, but he swiftly moved his hand away.
With my back bowed and shoulders pressed to the refrigerator, my hips came off the cold appliance to get more of his cock. I moved his hand back to where I wanted it and he growled again, this time not liking my assertiveness because he pulled his hand away quickly.
He wanted to play like that. Fine, I could too.
I reached between us to palm his dick through his shorts, rubbing it to build friction, making sure to show attention to his sack too.
Kova exhaled a heavy breath and moaned, pressing his forehead to mine. "I love this untamed side of you." Then he bit my lip, tugging on it with his teeth.
I yelped and wetness seeped from my pussy. I slapped his bare back so he'd let up, but he didn't. Kova jerked on my lips, much harder this time, crueler than I’d expected. I felt a sharp pinch and gripped his cock, squeezing his swollen head in return. I was too delirious with pleasure and pain and undulated into him again. He grunted in satisfaction and slapped the door next to me. Kova thrust his hips harshly against my pelvis and shoved his tongue back into my mouth where I tasted blood. My blood. He'd bitten me to the point of bleeding.
I pulled back and he cupped my jaw with both his hands. Hair matted my face. I looked into his eyes and knew his glossiness mirrored mine.
"I made you bleed," he whispered, his gaze trained on my mouth. His hoarse tone was somewhat animalistic and it made my heart race. I felt a trickle of something slide down my jaw. "I made you bleed," he said again, as if needing to hear his own voice.
"It's only fair since I cut you."
"I love that you marked me. It took every ounce of self-control I had not to tear your clothes off and have you do it while I fucked you."
I gasped at the enticing thought.
"You want that," he stated. "You want to feel the knife press into my skin while you come on my cock."
My lips parted, cheeks flushing with embarrassment. I couldn't answer that honestly.
Kova flattened his tongue and pressed it to my chin, dragging it up where the drip was and licked it clean before kissing me deeply. I kissed him back with the same intensity, tasting the rich blood on my tongue. I was thoroughly spellbound by it and allowed him to lick my mouth all around, lapping at it before kissing me again.
"Kova." I panted. "Jesus…"
"I know," he said, reading my thoughts, knowing I wasn't asking for sex.
Reaching for his shorts, I tried to push them down. His pubic hair tickled my fingers, exciting me, but Kova pulled back and locked eyes with me.
"No," he said, stopping me.
"Yes."
"Malysh, no. You need rest."
I smirked and held still for a moment, but pushed the elastic waistband down farther. Per usual, Kova wasn't wearing boxers. His eyes glazed and his lips parted in pure erotic bliss. I smiled lazily. The back of my fingers grazed his cock and I slipped my hand inside his shorts, pushing them down his hips. I cupped his firm, round ass and pulled him to me. His skin was so soft and smooth and full of muscle.
"I just want to feel you," I begged softly. I stroked Kova, feeling the veins twirl down his length. "You know I love this the most," I said, and pressed on the vein.
His face was a mixture of confusion and smugness. I wanted to feel the flatness of his abs as my hands slid down to cup his balls, the thickness of his thighs as I held on to them. I loved Kova's body. Maybe not him at times, but his body, I could admit to loving that.
Kova shuddered as I caressed his length. He kissed me, softly, slowly, tenderly. As I brought my hand up, wetness hit my wrist. I glanced down at the swollen purple crown pressed against my pussy and saw a pearly white drop of liquid. Using my thumb and index finger, I rubbed it over his head, then an idea hit me. He moaned, guttural and hot, loving the attention I was focusing on his cock. His head rolled back and I pinched the tip. He sighed and clenched his jaw, releasing a breath. I pinched again and saw the vein in his neck pulse.
"Why do you do this to me?" he bit out. "Fuck."
