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There’s a short silence, and then Golubev says, “You know, that’s not a bad idea. With him out of the way, we can maneuver you into his place as her protector.”
I bare my teeth in the darkness. They can fucking try.
The two of them keep talking but draw away from the door, and soon their voices fade into silence.
Zenya half turns toward me. “Did you hear that? They—”
But her words are lost in a gasp as I redouble my efforts with her clit and finger-fucking her ass. Golubev and his son aren’t ruining the moment I’ve waited on for years. I would rather cut off my own hands than let Zenya out of this room without making her come.
“We need to discuss what they were talking about,” she says desperately, trying to turn away from the wall.
“Not now.”
“But they—”
“I said not now. Don’t fucking fight me,” I growl in her ear. “I’m having this from you.”
We have all the time in the world to plan our revenge on Golubev and his son, but it took me all week to get my niece this close to heaven, and I’m not giving up now.
Zenya glares up at me in fury but starts closing her eyes for longer and longer intervals. Her breathing gets harder and harder.
I smile as I feel pleasure soften her resistance. “That’s it, princess, give me what I want. Good fucking girl. You’re so pretty when you whimper for me.”
“Uncle Kristian, you…this is…ohGod.” She gives a strangled cry and pushes up on her toes at the same time as her head flies back against my shoulder. Her body bucks in my arms and her eyes are squeezed tight as she comes. Her ass clenches on my finger in time with the waves of her orgasm. I moan and press my face into her neck because it’s the most incredible thing I’ve ever felt.
Sweat breaks out on my brow and my chest is heaving like I’m the one who’s flying high on an orgasm. I want more. I need so much more. My fingers don’t stop working her clit or thrusting into her ass. “Oh, fuck yes, princess. Give me another. I’m so hungry for you.”
Zenya tries to wriggle free of me, her movements frantic as I overstimulate her clit. She’s so sensitive after her orgasm and she’s bucking like a wild thing in my arms. “It’s too much,” she sobs.
I put my lips against her ear and seethe, “No. Again.”
Her high heel connects with my shin and I grunt in pain but don’t let go. I want her a panting, exhausted mess before I’m finished with her. Who knows when I’ll have this chance again?
She shrieks angrily in the back of her throat, but the sound turns into a moan as she finally gives in to what I’m doing to her and the intensity breaks through into even more pleasure. This time her climax goes on and on, harder and stronger than the last. My dick feels ready to burst as I stare at her, panting hard. I could just about come from the expression of sheer pleasure and surrender on my woman’s face. I’ve never seen anything so beautiful in my life.
Zenya finally goes slack in my arms. We’re both breathing hard in the tiny space as I slowly pull my finger out of her ass, though I don’t fucking want to go. Drawing it out feels like physical pain.
Suddenly, Zenya rounds on me and grabs the lapels of my jacket. “Did you hear what they said? They killed Andrei, Radimir, and Stannis. They’re trying to force me into marriage.”
Zenya’s eyes are wilder than I’ve ever seen before, and her face is lit with fury. “How dare they cross the Belyaevs like this?I’ll kill them.”
9
Zenya
Ican’t sleep.
Heat, anger, confusion, and pleasure keep slamming through me like stormy waves breaking on the shore. I went to bed two hours ago, and I’ve been tossing and turning ever since.
My heart is blazing.
My core isaching.
The Golubevs are going to try and kill Uncle Kristian in order to scare Dad into marrying me to Jozef.
Uncle Kristian made me come twice, hard, and both times I was clenching powerfully around nothing. That’s what I’m left with, a feeling of emptiness where there should behim.
I groan and press my face into the pillow. I shouldn’t eventhinkthat. I let him do those things to me in a moment of weakness. I teased him at the party, flirted with him, egged him on like a harlot just to see what he would do, and then when he pounced, I didn’t whisk myself away from him. I turned into a panting, slutty mess against all his fingers. All his fingers. Everywhere.
