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I half laughed, realizing that everyone had seen through the veiled curtain. I’d been the idiot who’d allowed my life to be shadowed by him. No more. Never again by anyone, including this man. “Very true.”

“Perhaps I did you a favor.”

“I’d already left him a message breaking it off. You simply barged into the situation, acting as if you had a right to take control. Whatever threat you issued didn’t matter in the end.”

“What makes you think I issued him a threat?”

“Because I know you.”

“No, you do not. And it would seem my lioness enjoys taunting me. Kudos to you if what you’ve told me is the truth. You managed to see through his lies.”

“I always tell the truth, Alexei, and I happen to be very good at peeling back the layers of bullshit.”

As had happened so many times before, his expression was one of amusement. “I will need to keep that in mind as we move into the future.”

I pressed my hand against his chest, pushing back against a force that refused to be denied. “There will be no future between us.”

“Only I will decide whether that is the case.”

The fact he was determined to dominate me, to take what didn’t belong to him added to the sinful excitement.

He captured my mouth, the warmth of his tongue as he slid it past my lips giving me tingles. I kept my fingers tangled in his hair as he held me tightly, spinning us both around several times, pulling us closer to the waterfall. With every throb of his cock, my heartrate increased. As he explored every inch of my mouth, moans were pulled from the depth of my core. They beat of my desire thumped like a bass drum, the sound echoing in my ears.

I couldn’t seem to get enough of him, raking my nails down his back as I wrapped my legs around his hips. The vacuum we’d been in was dancing around us just as it had done before, blocking out everything but the two of us. His guttural growls infused with my passionate moans, spilling past our lips as the kiss became desperate with need.

Tingling sensations coursed through me, the rapid splash from the waterfall pinging against my skin. I could no longer focus, had no ability to understand right from wrong, other than what we were sharing was more powerful than anything I’d ever experienced.

The moment we were directly under the waterfall, water smashing down over our electrified bodies, I realized I was crashing, slamming against an explosion of pleasure that I never wanted to end. When he drove his cock inside, the roar of ecstasy drowned out everything else.

Fear.

Anxiety.

Anticipation.

Everything I needed was right here.

Seconds later, he pulled me behind the dancing waterfall into a warm cove, a respite from the powerful water, yet the roaring sound remained the same beat as my heart. Every muscle and cell was on fire, my pussy clamped tightly around his huge shaft, pulsing so hard I knew within seconds I would tumble headfirst into pure ecstasy.

He broke the moment of intimacy, fisting my hair and yanking me back into a tight arc. As I stared up at the craggy rocks, desperately gasping for air, he attacked my nipples, moving from one to the other. Every time he bit down, pain intermingled with raw bliss, and I was thrown into sweet rapture.

My moans couldn’t be heard, but they came hard and fast as he swirled his tongue around my hardened bud, taking his time to suck until both were hard peaks. His cock continued to swell, filling me completely, my muscles stretching. Aching. Pulsing. As he pumped in and out, he created a wave of friction, the intense vibrations jetting through me, ignited into a firestorm of ferocious need.

Nothing else mattered.

Nothing could come between us.

And nothing would ever destroy what we’d shared.

As the sweet release of an orgasm swept through me, he thrust savagely, angrily, as if knowing this was the last time we’d share this level of intimacy.

He was right, whether he chose to accept the reality or not. He would never touch me again.

As his body began to shake, I squeezed my muscles, enjoying what little control I had over the man. He’d become obsessed with me, a prize that he would never allow himself to lose.

I would use his desire for possession against him, dragging the powerful man off his throne. My decision was final, but as he erupted deep inside, I closed my eyes, praying I could hold to my conviction.

If not, my soul would burn in the fires of hell for all eternity.

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