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It barely touches my clit. Just a breath, a ghost of a touch, gliding over where I need it the most, and I let out a sobbing gasp of need as he repeats it, over and over, a flick of a tongue where I need him to lick, rub,suck. It intensifies my need more than I could possibly imagine, and can’t get me close to release.
It’s fucking torture.
Every muscle in my body winds tight as he does it again and again. I feel his fingers sliding between the cheeks of my ass, teasing my tight hole, but I hardly notice it. Every nerve in my body, every cell, every thought is focused on his teasing tongue, flicking against my clit over and over like a drop of water hitting the oversensitized flesh, and I let out another keening moan, my hips jerking as he grips my inner thighs again, sliding his hands up so he can spread my folds wide to expose me fully to his gaze.
“I’ve never seen you so aroused,” he murmurs, his voice husky. “You must need to comesobadly,kotenok.”
His tongue slides over me the way I need it, just once, a hard, full, wet lick, and I let out a scream of pleasure that I can’t hold back, my entire body tightening. One more, and I’d come.
But instead, he lets go of me, standing up in a fluid motion as I hang there, eyes welling with frustrated tears to match the wetness dripping down my thighs. It feels as if my heartbeat is lodged between my thighs, my pussy swollen, my clit aching. I need to be filled, fucked, licked,anythingto make me come.
“Fuck you,” I hiss between clenched teeth. “Fuck you and this fucking game.” I’m panting, breathless, but I glare at him with my last reserves of strength, furious and frustrated beyond belief.
Mikhail chuckles, his lips still wet from my arousal, and I fucking lose it.
“I don’t know what you think I can give you!” I scream, twisting in the ropes, my entire body throbbing with anger and aching need. “Is it money? I technically have that, but I can’t access it. All of my fucking accounts are frozen. And if you think I’m lying about that, think really hard, because if I could get to any of my fucking money, I wouldn’t have stayed in this goddamn country long enough for you to get to me!”
I gasp again, sucking in a breath, my heart hammering in my chest. “Do you want something else? Some other item? I can try to go back into family home to get it for you, but I’m pretty sure it’s being watched, or I would have fucking gone back to steal things to pawn for the money I didn’t have–not that I can steal the things I should have fucking inherited anyway.”
My chest is heaving as I glare at him. “I don’t knowanythingabout my father’s business. He never fucking told me. I never had any love for him, and I don’t believe he had any for me. He tolerated my behavior because I did bring recognition to the family from my dancing. I think I made him proud, in a strange way, with my defiance as well as my talents. But I didn’t feel anything but relief when he died.Ihelped him be murdered, and I’m fucking fine with that. But I don’t know anything. You want to know how to get into the compound to get to his office, his files? I can try to help you with that, but I’m sure it’s all changed since that night. So I don’t understand what your purpose is. But I’m notfuckinglying to you.”
Mikhail steps forward, his hands skimming over my waist, his gaze hot and dark as he looks at me. “I want to break you,” he murmurs. “I want to punish you.That’swhat I want, Natalia Obelensky. And I can see I’m succeeding.”
“Fuck you!” I spit at him. “For what? Why the fuck are you punishing me? If you wanted him dead too, then I don’t fucking understand! For what?”
He doesn’t answer, and I jerk in the ropes, anger spasming through me. His hand thrusts between my legs, his fingers filling my drenched pussy again, and I let out a scream of frustration, bucking against his hand. “I hate you,” I seethe, even as my hips grind against him, trying to rub my clit against his thumb, the heel of his hand, anything to make me come. “I fucking hate you, you fucking–”
“Beg.” Mikhail looks at me, his gaze hard and unyielding. “Beg to come,kotenok. If you beg sweetly enough, I might even give you a little of my cock.” His thumb brushes over my clit, almost enough, but not quite. “Maybe I’ll rub your clit with my cock while I stroke it, and come all over this pretty wet pussy. I’ll push my hard cock inside of you while I come, so you can feel it, hot and thick inside of you.”
His voice is low and seductive as he speaks, the filthy words making my pussy clench and throb, and hot tears of frustration start to slide down my cheeks. “Mikhail–”
“Beg,” he repeats, thrusting his fingers inside of me again, as my pussy spasms helplessly around his hand. “Beg.”
I suck in a deep breath, forcing myself to think past the fog of lust that threatens to consume me.
“No.”
His face twists angrily, and he jerks his hand free, his jaw clenched. “Fine,kotenok,” he hisses. “I’m still going to make you come, because part of your punishment,krasotka, is to learn that your body is mine, and that you cannot resist me, no matter how hard you try. But you will come the wayIwant you to.”
He reaches for the knife again, and I let out a small, protesting cry. I can’t help it. My defenses are down, my body swamped with a mess of conflicting feelings and emotions, and fear races through me, somehow only heightening my arousal.
Mikhail’s lips curl into a wicked smile as he reaches for two other, long ropes hanging from the ceiling. With a swift motion, he spreads my legs wide, tying first one ankle and then the other until I’m bound, spread eagled, my pussy exposed entirely to him.
“Fuckinggorgeous,” he murmurs, and then I feel the cold tip of the knife sliding down my hot, flushed, wet inner thigh.
He traces a slow pattern down the thin flesh, and my heart pounds, knowing that there’s an artery there, the danger of the fine sharp blade so close to it. He repeats it on the other side, watching me, and all the while I know he can see the glistening arousal dripping from my pussy, the swollen pink flesh aching for him, and he leans forward as he traces the knife up the crease of my inner thighs, his tongue running over my entrance, my clit, lapping at all of my pussy in one long, slow lick as he tastes my arousal, knowing I don’t dare move for fear of the knife.
I hang there, frozen, terrified of my hips jerking against the blade as he licks me, the knife poised where it could end my life with a single slice. I go from desperate to come to terrified of it, knowing the spasms could mean the end of everything, as he gives me exactly what I needed so desperately, the hot slide of his tongue over and over my swollen clit.
“So close,” Mikhail whispers as he pulls back. “So close to coming for me.” He smiles, running his tongue over his damp lips. “Are you going to come for me, kitten? I know you can’t stop yourself. I know what I do to you.”
“And I know what I do toyou,” I whisper, staring down at him with glazed, tear-filled eyes, my body trembling with frustrated need. “You need to come too. You’re so close to losing it right now. Your cock isthrobbing. I’d bet my freedom that you’re going to come when I do, without ever touching your fucking cock.”
“Oh no,kotenok,” Mikhail murmurs, flipping the knife in his hand suddenly, his fingers wrapped around the base of the long hilt as he nudges it towards my entrance. “The only one losing control today is going to be you.”
I feel the cool, sharp tip against my clit again, pressing, as tears trail down my cheeks. I feel him rub the hilt against it, the hardness of it pushing against me, almost throwing me over the edge, and then he yanks it away at the last second, a cruel smile on his lips as he pushes the knife hilt inside of me.
My eyes go wide with shock as I feel the hard, smooth object slip into me, Mikhail holding it tightly as he starts to thrust. “That’s right,kotenok,” he purrs. “You’re going to come on my knife like it’s my cock. You’re going to come so fucking hard.”
