Page 23 of Stolen Vows


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He nips at my lips. His mouth covers mine, tongue demanding entry, which I give him. He tastes me and explores my mouth, and I do the same in return.

Nik kissed me once, brief and chaste, and seemed to find it underwhelming. That was nothing like this. This is an entirely different thing.

Roman’s fingers tangle in my hair. He devours me like a man starved, need and desperation communicated clearly in each sweep of his tongue. The heady taste of his wine mingles with his natural scent. Yesterday I hated him—I still might—but right now I crave everything that he’s willing to give me.Hot Romanmakes me feel like I’ve never felt before.

Seen. Wanted. Powerful. I want more.

He trails kisses along my jaw and down my throat. I tilt my head back to give him better access. A wanton moan escapes me when he sucks on the side of my neck.

“Roman,” his name sounds like a plea on my lips. What I’m begging for, I haven’t a clue. Besides,more.

He groans into my neck. One hand firmly grasping my hair, his other slides down to grab my ass. He rocks me roughly forward onto his dick. We both moan from the pleasure. I hold onto his broad shoulders as he does it again, and again. Rocking my hips, I meet his rhythm, my pussy growing wetter and throbbing with need.

Roman slightly adjusts his angle, and I gasp. Through my panties and his trousers, with each roll of our hips, he presses against my clit.

I’ve never— Oh my God.

Before long, I’m a writhing mess. I’m pretty sure this is called dry humping and I’ve never experienced anything more divine. He slides me along his thick length, faster and harder, until I see stars.

My body quakes. All I can do is moan his name and collapse against his solid chest. My breath comes in shallow pants, sweat trickles down my spine, and I’ve never felt anything this intense in my life.

He roars into my ear, his hips jerking wildly.

We take a moment to catch our breaths. I think my head clears more quickly than his, because I’m the first to sit up straight and pull slightly away.

His eyes are closed, his cruel lips parted, and he looks like a god brought to his knees by the power of ecstasy. My heart skips a beat at this brief, unguarded glimpse at him.

Infatuation, that’s what I’m feeling. I’ve become enthralled by my captor, my savior. The man who kidnapped me, then risked his own life by diving into a frozen lake to save mine.

I should probably stay away from him, but I can’t. In truth, I don’t want to. Everything about him either infuriates or fascinates me–sometimes both.

He’s gorgeous as he catches his breath. I’m tempted to run my tongue up his neck and lick his Adam’s apple, then trail it along his sharp jawline. But I don’t. I’ve taken too many risks already tonight.

This unguarded moment doesn’t last long.

He catches me gazing at him and a steel door slams down over his features. Every ounce of warmth and lust is gone. The man staring back at me iscold Roman, and possibly the villain. I’ll know as soon as he opens that cruel mouth.

Yep, my suspicions are confirmed when the hand in my hair tightens. He draws my head backward, then lowers his face until our noses are almost touching.

“Did Kozlov do this with you, too? Did he kiss you? Did he let you ride his cock like a good girl?”

My brow furrows in confusion. Why on earth is he bringing up Nik right now?

“Answer. Me.”

My scalp stings from the hold he has on my hair.

“No. No, I never did this with Nik.”

“Don’t lie to me!” He’s livid, practically feral, and I haven’t the slightest idea why. Why right now? Did I do something wrong? He’s ruining a beautiful moment.

His accusation makes me angry.

“I’m not lying to you. I swear.”

“How far did you go with him? How much of your body did you let him touch?”

“Not that it’s any of your business, but he chastely kissed me. Once. Now let me go, you’re hurting me.”

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