Page 44 of Deceitful Bond


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Asshole.

On the third night, I kicked my legs free and rolled over on to my side. I ignored him as he feasted and played between my legs.

But on the fourth night, I decided I was going to fight back. I pulled the covers down and played with my breasts, pinching the nipples until they were perky and tight while I moaned in need. That stopped him in his tracks, and he could barely keep his mouth closed as he pretended that he could hold himself back.

And that’s when it was my turn to roll over and I reached over and turned off the light, leavinghimwanting in the dark.

The next night, he grabbed ahold of my waist with a look in his dark eyes that scared and thrilled me in equal measure. He flipped me facedown on the mattress and finger-fucked me while his amazing cock rubbed against my ass. I squirmed under him, trying to work him into me, but he effortlessly pinned me down with his other hand and worked me until I screamed myself hoarse.

Still, I held out. I refused to beg him to fuck me. I wiggled out of his grasp when he loosened up just slightly. And that night, I was the one who ran to the bathroom for release.

In the morning, I woke up, clutching his muscular arm and nuzzling his brick wall of a chest. My leg was draped over his strong thigh, and it took all the strength in my body to peel myself—soaking and wanting—off his body and back onto my side of the bed.

Tonight, I glare at Andrei in the dark as he falls asleep.

A light snore rises from his nose, and then it stops as he drifts deeper into sleep. My fingers creep down my tummy and toward my swollen pussy as I begin touching my frustrated clit, careful not to breathe too loud.

Suddenly, the lights come on, and Andrei pulls the covers off to catch me red-handed. My moist fingers are deep in my panties, and I gasp in anticipation as he sits up beside me.

He reaches for his thick cock and starts to rub it. My breathing turns into panting as I watch his hand pump up and down the growing shaft. I moan as the veins become pronounced and a pearl bead decorates the tip.

I close my eyes and imagine the tip of his smooth head in my mouth.

I feel heat near my cheek and my eyes fly open. Andrei is poised over me, and I flick out my tongue automatically in response. He moves closer and I taste the musky salt on his tip. He moans and works his hand harder as I part my legs. He won’t refuse this time. He can’t.

I lift my hips off the bed, and my eyes flutter shut as I stick my finger into me. I pretend it’s him, but it’s not enough.

I want the real thing.

Hot and slick, his head brushes my lips. I crave another taste. And I almost beg for it when his cum splashes my blushing cheek. My fingers scoop it into my mouth without a second thought. Greedily, I taste him as I feel his throbbing heat hovering over my face. I wait for him to climb in between my legs.

But he never does.

Bastard.

The next morning, I head downstairs and find Natasha waiting. Since the wedding, a little warmth has bloomed for me in her icy heart. Without a word, she offers me one of her brown cigarettes behind the garage where she takes her breaks. I accept.

“Men are beasts, like oxen or donkeys,” she says as if she knows what was happening in my bedroom. “Theywantto be tamed. You can tame him, Paige Geraldovna.”

I take a drag off her cigarette and immediately gag for fresh air. What the hell even is this? Bark? I handed it back to her and swear off smoking forever.

“I’m trying,” I cough. “But apparently, he knows every trick.”

She sighs, staring out across the lawn into the hazy distance. “He sees something in you that he wants to claim. You must keep reminding him that he wants it.”

“I thought he kidnapped me for his wedding.”

She rolls her eyes at my reply. “You think so hard, only to come up with such a stupid answer. Lucky, lucky girl.”

Chapter 27

Paige

I wake up late today and peer out the window at the sun already high in the sky. I get dressed quickly, wearing my usual jeans and T-shirt. Despite their humble appearance, I know the clothes I’m wearing could easily pay for Dad’s chemo.

I try not to think about home, even though I do all the time that I’m not being teased by Andrei.

Natasha will have to smoke alone this morning. I hear Andrei’s voice coming from downstairs. My body is on high alert as I walk down the hallway that connects the west wing to the east. Every time I know he’s around, I can feel my pussy give me a nudge in his direction.

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