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He made a liar out of me.
Viktor has had the last word.
Just when I think he’s done, he flips me onto my stomach and takes the spreader off. I think he will leave me on my back, but I quickly realize he has other plans. Once more, he flips me until my ass is just where he wants it. Before my next breath, he thrusts inside.
I roar his name, encouraging him to continue.
“Viktor—”
I grip the sheets, anchoring myself to the bed.
“Say it.”
I know what he wants to hear. He wants to command me into submission. He knows I won’t be able to resist him.
“I’m yours,” I utter breathlessly.
His thrusts become harder, and his fingers dig into my hips. At this moment, nothing matters but the pleasure my husband is giving me.
He slams into me and rests in place.
“You misbehaved. Something could have happened.”
He wraps his arm around my waist, flushing me against his chest.
“Do you know what would have happened to me if something happened to you?”
It’s a rhetorical question. It feels as though the question isn’t even about making him come earlier. If I answer, it will give him ammunition to continue his torture. But he doesn’t recognize where I stand. The pleasure of his darkness is what I crave, so I do the one thing he has forbidden me from doing behind closed doors.
“I don’t know.”
He slides in deeper and grips me harder. I feel so full when he’s inside me.
“I don’t recall giving you orders to speak.”
“I’m sorry.” I’m barely audible.
“I’m lost without you. A world without you is not one that I want,” he whispers in my ear right before he bites the side of my neck. “You will obey my orders, or I’ll lock you in a room without hesitation.”
I’m not sure if it’s because I’m high on him or the adrenaline of tonight, but I can’t help myself.
“I’m not the fragile Ava you met at your father’s restaurant. You don’t get to call the shots.”
It’s a reckless statement, but I don’t care. I break free of his embrace, and he slides out. It will only be for a moment. Without giving him a chance to respond, I draw him onto the bed with me.
The instant his back touches the bed, I climb on top of him. As our eyes connect, he reveals his intentions to take control.
I can’t have that.
“Don’t,” I snap out.
“These are waters you don’t want to navigate. I won’t be so forgiving,” he enunciates in a raspy voice.
“Who said anything about forgiveness.”
I slide him inside of me slowly as a reminder that I’m in control. For a few seconds, I remain still, admiring his amber eyes that are darker than the night. Slowly, I glide up until only the tip of his dick is inside me, then slam down.
“Fuck,” he snarls.
