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He gripped my hip, using his knee to open my legs even wider. Then he developed a sweet rhythm, the delicious warmth between my legs increasing. I was more lightheaded than before, every breath labored. He twisted his hand around my hair, digging his fingers into my scalp. The hint of pain only added to the sexual tension that remained between us.

As I pushed back against him, he became even more controlling, driving deep inside hard and fast. I’d never been fucked this way, as if every breath he took depended on the savagery. The fire burning brightly deep inside was threatening to explode, the flames roaring inside sparking out of control, a firestorm developing. The way he rocked his hips sent me forward, my arms losing strength as I tried to remain aloft.

The rhythm became erratic, pushing my limits, but he refused to stop. Beads of perspiration trickled down both sides of my face, my heart thudding against my chest. He refused to stop, rocking the bed until the headboard continuously slammed against the wall. I kept my hands curled tightly around the dense material, still unable to catch my breath.

“Takaya krasivaya zhenshcina,” he growled, the words tickling my heated skin. “Yes, such a beautiful woman indeed.”

I closed my eyes, savoring the rocking motion, my toes tingling, electricity shooting up along the insides of both legs. As another climax shot straight into my inner core, I couldn’t hold back a scream. I didn’t give a shit who heard me. Let them wonder about the ecstasy, the raw bliss that had taken over every part of my system. Allow them to hunger to experience such ravaging moments of pleasure.

“That’s it, my lioness. Come for me. I need to hear you scream.” He tugged on my hair, forcing me into a deep arc as he ravaged my system, thrusting even harder than before.

One orgasm rolled into a beautiful wave that stole not only my breath but my voice as well. His actions only became more savage, the sound of skin slapping against skin penetrating my ears. The sweet release was more powerful than I could have imagined. Stars remained floating in front of my eyes as I came down off the beautiful plateau, my body still shaking from the powerful climax.

When he draped his body over mine, his cock still pulsing, he finally released my hair before nuzzling against my neck. I fell into a beautiful wave of ecstasy as he nipped my earlobe, languishing in licking just underneath. I closed my eyes, my body still vibrating from the round of intense fucking.

“As I said,” he whispered, “we’re just getting started.”

After kissing me on the shoulder, I was aware by the change in weight he’d left the bed. When he rolled me over onto my back, he pinched my chin with his thumb and forefinger, leaning over and pressing his lips against mine. This time, the kiss was soft, a tender moment that I hadn’t realized would exist inside the man. He took his time floating his tongue in and out, swishing it across mine.

When he stood back, his stare was more intense, the darkness in his eyes unable to be hidden even in the dim lighting. He pressed his finger against my lips, his breathing still irregular. The silence was nothing but a tease, or perhaps a promise of more to come. He said nothing else as he reached over me, untying my bindings. Then he backed away, leaving me to untangle my wrists.

I jerked on the silk, able to sit up within seconds, watching as he padded out of the room. As I allowed my eyes to fall down his back, I realized I was shivering from the sight of him. Shadows were unable to hide his gorgeous physique, including the most perfect ass I’d seen on a man. I wasn’t certain what he was doing, but I knew better than to follow.

Swallowing, I moved onto my knees, yanking down the covering and crawling under. Instantly, the soft sheets scratched my heated buttocks, but all I could do was smile, shimmying back and forth as another wave of vibrations shifted into my system.

Only a few minutes later, he returned and instantly my core started to pulse as it had done before, brutal in its insistency, the new wave of longing leaving me breathless.

In his hand were two glasses. After lowering them to the nightstand, he turned on the light, slowly turning to face me.

I don’t know why I wasn’t prepared for the full sight of him as he stood over me, but the man’s chest was larger than it had seemed, the ink covering a portion and his right shoulder even more colorful. His arms were sculpted, so muscular and defined that the veins were pulsing. The deep V leading to his massive thighs literally took my breath away. He’d been carved straight out of the finest stone, every inch of him chiseled by an artist. I couldn’t imagine the time it had taken to achieve such perfection.

The trail of coarse black hair heading all the way down his sculpted abdomen only added to the intense yearning to touch him. Whoever he was, God had granted him the kind of perfection only achieved in romance novels. The man couldn’t be real.

My mouth watered as I allowed my gaze to fall to his glistening cock that remained at full attention. As he peered down at me, his chiseled jaw clenched, I sucked in my breath.

Then he tore the sheets and comforter away, lifting a single finger then slowly moving it back and forth.

“Nothing will ever keep your body hidden from me, my lioness. Do you understand me?”

“Yes.”

He reached down, pinching my nipple between his thumb and forefinger. “Let’s try that again. Do you understand me?”

I realized what he wanted and couldn’t keep from shivering. “Yes, sir.”

“Better. As I said, we’re a long way from being finished.”

* * *

Alexei

While a part of me had wanted to keep her tethered to the bed, I longed to feel the sharpness of her nails clawing my back as I fucked her senseless. I hadn’t hungered for a woman to this level in one hell of a long time, if ever. I handed her a glass, never allowing my gaze to fall from her shimmering face as she took a sip. Even the way she closed her eyes, allowing the burn of the whiskey to slide down her long throat was enticing.

I took several quick shots before returning both drinks to the nightstand. There was plenty of time later if she wanted to indulge in an entirely different kind of proclivity after I’d departed. For now, her full attention belonged to me.

Her lower lip trembled when I crawled onto the bed, every action I took deliberate. I wanted her anticipation heightened, her pussy throbbing to have my cock buried inside. She backed as far against the headboard as possible, the scent of fear remaining, yet there was no denying the need given the way she narrowed her eyes, dragging her tongue across her lips.

With every breath I took, her scent keeping me intoxicated, I sensed the possibility of losing control. This was just the beginning of stripping away her inhibitions, creating such an intense longing that she would be easily claimed when I came for her.

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