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Sometime Later…
“Can I come in?” Viktor asks before he enters the bathroom.
“Don’t you think it’s a moot point considering you’re already in here?” My question is harsher than I intended.
He shrugs. “Oliver told me he confessed that he’s your brother. Thought I should check on you.”
“Big secret you’ve both been keeping from me.” I wrap a towel around me and exit the bathroom.
Viktor follows me. “It wasn’t my secret to tell.”
“How convenient.”
“Ava,” he grabs my arm to stop me from evading him further.
“I really don’t feel like arguing with you. I need space.” I jerk my arm away from him, but he hugs me to him.
I don’t get the chance to object. He holds my face in place, reminding me who is in control before he kisses me. He’s forgotten that I’m not the person I used to be.
I bite his bottom lip. I’m not sure if I want him to stop or want more, but he doesn’t protest. Instead, he picks me up and guides my legs around him. My towel no longer covers me as he carries me to our bed and gently lays me down.
I don’t want gentle. I need to feel grounded, which means I don’t want romantic. I want rough sex. I want to be fucked.
I sit up before undoing the buttons of Viktor’s shirt. When he kisses my neck, I moan. In a hurry, I unbuckle his belt, needing all of him.
“I need to feel your skin.”
He stares at me like only he can. I see his hunger for me. When he stands from the bed, I crawl to the edge and kiss his chest, biting him between kisses. My nails trace every bite mark I leave behind.
He growls when I continue on my path, traveling to his stomach. I don’t need to tell him what I want. He wants the same thing.
I get off the bed as his pants drop to the floor. Once I’m on my knees, he frees himself. His eyes are filled with his hunger—his need for me. Without warning, I take all of him in my mouth. He grabs my hair to guide me, unaware I don’t need guidance. He’s mine as much as I’m his.
I will have the last word. He doesn’t get to control the narrative.
I increase my speed.
“You’re going to make me come. Get up.”
I don’t stop. I continue to unravel him.
“Fuck, Ava.”
Viktor thinks he’s in control, but it’s been a long time since he held it all. He might be Viktor Manarch, but I am Ava Manarch.
I don’t stand down for any man.
“Fuck,” he growls as he comes. I swallow every drop he gives me before looking up at him as I lick my lips. “You disobeyed me.”
His eyes are dark. This is what I need. I need his dark side.
I try to stand, but his stare holds me in place.
“Don’t you dare. On your knees, hands flat on your thighs,” Viktor demands as he marches to our closet.
The wetness pooling between my legs grows. With everything going on, we haven’t had time for each other—to feed the dark desires inside us. It’s a dangerous thing to neglect in a marriage.
Viktor steps out with the box filled with our deepest desires. It’s been collecting dust lately. When he first brought it out, I was hesitant. I had no idea what he had in mind. Each time he showed me more of his dark side. Now I can’t imagine not having it in my life. He sets it on the dresser, and I’m excited. I bite my lip when he takes out the bar spreader, leather restraints, and blindfolds. This is what I crave and need.
