Page 8 of Fierce Sinner


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“Do you remember?” His voice is low and dangerous, his body brushing against mine. I shake my head. My hands scrabble at his wrists as I battle to suck in air. “Do I need to remind you?” he says, leaning in, his lips right against my ear. And then a hand slides down my front, slipping beneath the waistband of my sweatpants. His fingers meet bare flesh and then curve over my mound. There’d been no time to put on underwear and now I’m regretting it.

“Lev, please…” I grind out, hating how my body arches toward him as his fingers press against my slit and then slide in far too easily. I press my thighs together, but all it does is make him chuckle darkly.

“You’re fighting me?” he murmurs. I squeeze my eyes shut. He’s found the throbbing nub of my clit and grazes a nail over it. I jerk as if I’ve been shocked.

“Please…stop…” I still can’t open my eyes, because when I look into his face, I know I’m going to see amusement there. My body is betraying me, begging for more even while I try my best to resist him.

“I said you would be punished,” he breathes, his lips still at my ear as he works my body with a skill that leaves me reeling. I’m seeing spots, dizzy as I fight for air while battling my own traitorous reaction to him.

“No,” I half-groan. “God…I hate you.”

He chuckles again. “Say what you like, Aurora. Your cunt is already telling me all I need to know.” He slides his fingers out of me and raises them to my mouth; they’re slick and sticky and he paints my lips with the taste of my own need.

Suddenly I’m so angry with myself, all I can think of is lashing out. I swing my hand up abruptly, feeling it connect sharply with his cheek. Maybe it’ll make him see reason. Or that it’ll shake sense into my own lust-fogged mind. All it does is have him growling low. And then I’m spinning around, stumbling blindly as he hauls me across the room.

“Lev!” I shriek, as I realize he’s dragging me to the couch. His hand fists into my hair and I feel myself being shoved face-forward over the padded backrest.

“I said you would be punished!” he repeats sharply. This time the menace is unmistakable. I scream as I feel him reaching for the top of my pants, yanking them down my thighs. Cool air meets my heated skin, and then I hear the unmistakable sound of a belt buckle being undone.

“Stop it!” I shriek, kicking out at him. My sneakered foot connects with his muscled thigh and earns me a sharp slap as a reward. My skin tingles where his palm connects with it and my pussy clenches.

God, what on Earth is wrong with me?

Why does this make me want him so damn badly?

“I should use this fucking belt on you, you insolent brat!” he snarls. I manage to get a look over my shoulder in time to see him slide the heavy leather strap from the open waistband of his pants. He’s got it folded between his palms, hefting the weight of it.

Oh, Jesus, no!

“No! Please, Lev, I swear I…” I don’t get another word out as he shoves my face into the upholstery of the sofa. And then something thick and hot presses up against my slick channel.

Oh, God… Oh, God!

My squeal of alarm is muffled as he rams into me without warning. I scrabble behind me, fingers clawing into the fabric of his pants, as my body fights to accommodate the giant thickness of him. I’m still tender from last night, but it doesn’t stop the warm tingle from spreading outward, engulfing me.

“You are lucky,Solnishko,” he growls. “Lucky that I am a gentleman.”

Gentle?

I can barely think straight as he begins to move. I still have a fistful of his pants, feeling his thighs clenching in rhythm with his brutal thrusts.

“You are lucky that I was worried,” he says, and I stiffen in surprise.

He was worried?

I don’t have time to give it more thought because his hand lands on my bare ass with a resounding slap and I shriek.

“Lev!” I scream as he lands another, and then several more. “No! God…please!” His slaps are matching the hard thrusts of his cock and I don’t know what to focus on. I buck beneath the onslaught. Fighting for breath. Fighting the feelings that are beginning to build. A sensation erupts, spreading from my throbbing clit to where his cock is splitting me open.

“You will do as I say!” he snarls out between thrusts. “Do you understand?” I realize that my hand on his thigh is no longer fighting him off. Now I’m dragging him closer, my thighs spreading wide as I hungrily take him in.

“Oh, fuck… Oh, fuck…” I groan, my forehead pressed against the fabric of the sofa as I reach onto my toes to raise my hips higher. He’s holding me steady with one hand while his other keeps burning my skin with those mind-numbing slaps.

“Do you understand me, Aurora?” he snarls. I nod, unable to find words, though I know he’s going to demand them.

“Do,” thrust… “You,” thrust… “fucking,” thrust… “Understand?” thrust…

“Yes…! Oh God…yes!” I manage to moan out. Every inch of me is throbbing now, and when he reaches around to pinch my clit, an orgasm explodes through me with such force my knees buckle.

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