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“Say it, little lion.”
It was an order I couldn’t refuse. He gripped my throat tighter, and I felt dizziness slowly consume me. He stopped right when the high was getting too great, and a whine slipped my lips.
“I’m yours,” I exhaled.
Davorin plunged into me, animalistically, sadistically. I cried out; I couldn’t get enough of the feeling. I wanted the night to last forever.
“That’s my girl.” He chuckled as he pressed a kiss between my breasts then sank his teeth into my skin, leaving a mark behind.
Davorin picked up the pace then, and the look he gave me was all it took. It was dark, vicious, and dangerous—it told me I was nothing but a toy to him, and I enjoyed every second of being treated as such. It was one of the most liberating things I’d ever felt, and the mere thought of it becoming an everyday occurrence brought on the orgasm I’d been desperately chasing.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head, and his hand returned to my throat, cutting off my oxygen completely. My body jerked, and the orgasm came in waves. The overstimulation was too much for me to handle, and before I knew it, although I was more sensitive than usual, another orgasm hit. Muffled screams and cries came from me, my teeth penetrating my bottom lip.
Davorin found it amusing.
I was exhausted, yet he didn’t care. He didn’t give me a moment to regain my strength—he simply pulled out of me and grabbed me by the hands. Then we were off the bed and he pushed me to my knees.
“You came without permission, Kaya,” he taunted. “It’s only fair to clean up the mess you’ve created.”
My mouth opened to protest, but he just pushed his cock inside it. Then his hands were in my hair, hauling me forward so I took him deeper.
Slowly, I ran my tongue all over it, eliciting a low groan from the depths of his throat before he unleashed himself fully, fucking my mouth as if it were my pussy.
He was harshly tugging on my hair, switching the rhythm whenever he felt like it.
“Fuck,” he hissed. “You’re taking my cock so well, baby.”
I felt him hit the back of my throat, and he paused, holding that position so I struggled to breathe. His darkened eyes were fixed on me, and a wild laugh escaped him. It was a mix of pure pleasure and greed, and I couldn’t get enough of it.
“You’re going to swallow every single drop of it. Do you understand me?”
I was unable to respond, my mouth too full of him. He didn’t like that and tugged on my hair until I was able to give him a weak nod. Content with that answer, he shoved his cock even deeper, before pulling it out completely.
He pushed it straight back into my mouth then kept my head where he wanted it. I felt heat on my tongue as he let out a low grumble and emptied himself directly down my throat, keeping me steady until he was done.
I swallowed all of it.
And the best night of my life ended with him putting me to bed. Yet again, I passed out as soon as my head hit the pillow.
By morning, Davorin was gone. The only evidence he’d ever been there was a set of clean clothes laid out for me and another dice.
Number six again.
T H I R T E E N
Iwas sore all over. I hadn’t noticed during sex just how many marks Davorin had left on my body. I had to wear a turtleneck, and heels were a big no given how badly my legs ached. For the first time in years, I was dressed casually, in sweats and sneakers, which took me too long to find in the back of my closet.
The car ride to Dominik’s house took forever. I managed to get caught in rush hour, and spent an hour and a half stuck on the highway. The radio offered numerous song choices, but none of them were to my liking, so I ended up shutting the entire thing off.
When I caught a glimpse of the familiar mansion, a sigh of relief slipped out. I contemplated sleeping over—I definitely didn’t want to risk getting stuck in traffic again.
It took every bit of self-restraint not to murder a bunch of people who were honking.
I pulled into the gigantic driveway, parked the car, and turned it off. I didn’t bother bringing the keys or locking it—no one was able to enter Dominik’s domain without permission, aside from me. I’d had copies made of Dominik’s gate keys. His guards were hidden, but it didn’t take me long to notice them. One of them took a small step forward, but once our eyes met, he nodded and returned to his post.
“Good morning, Myra,” I greeted Dominik’s housekeeper with a smile. She was the only member of household staff he had, and she handled all of the chores except cooking. Dominik liked to cook for himself—he was afraid of being poisoned at the hands of someone else.
“Good morning, Miss Ekaterina.” She returned the gesture and stepped aside, allowing me to walk past her.
