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My men can feel my disdain as I drag Reyna into the car. “Sit down and be quiet.” I scowl.

She rolls her eyes and crosses her gorgeous legs, which hike up her dress, exposing her lace black panties. My lust overpowers my anger. Those thick thighs and wide hips. The bounce in her breasts. Ivan always had the best taste in women, but Reyna is that and more. I can only imagine the feeling of her since I haven’t had the pleasure.

Our wedding is set for the end of the month. A week and she will be my wife. It feels bittersweet to welcome a woman into my life because of my dead brother. Reyna mourns him in every action she takes. I want to be sympathetic toward her, but this is still new to me. I have never had a woman that was mine. She’s been here only two days, and I have experienced a range of emotions of frustration I have never felt. I’m surprised Ivan didn’t shoot himself in the head dealing with Reyna’s combative personality. As much as her headstrong antics frustrate me, she will survive well in our family.

Chapter 4

Reyna

The next morning Kyro was breathing down my neck about last night.

“Were you always this disobedient with Ivan?” Kyro asked to lean against the wall as I showered.

Disobedient? This man does not know how to speak to a woman.

Kyro opens the shower door. “I’m speaking to you. I expect a response.” His stern words don’t scare me, but they intrigue me.

“And I expect a man who doesn’t leave me in bed alone when I’m having a tough time.” I shot back.

Kyro’s eyes softened after my statement. He gets into the shower with me. As he enters the water, he wraps his arms around me while still fully clothed. “I shouldn’t have left without you. I know that now.” He pets my head as I pushed my naked body against the white cloth of his button-down shirt. I didn’t know what to do. When I look up, those frosty blue eyes stare me down. His dark hair crowded his face. I moved the wet pieces of hair that were stuck to his face gently with my fingers.

“Are you going to let me finish my shower?” I try to remain strong, but I’m entranced by his gaze. Every time my heart skips a beat for this man, I feel as though I am disrespecting the man I love.

His hands travel from my thighs to my hips. “Do you want me to leave you alone?” His deep voice lured me in once again. The steam from the water clouds my vision, more so than my already clouded thoughts. My eyes turn to his lips and then back to his eyes.

I take my hand and push him away from me, but my push doesn’t move him. “Get out.” I gulp, looking down at the water falling into the drain.

“No.” He retorts. “You wanted my attention. Now you have it,zhena.” His hand grips my face. Forcing me to look up at him. The word he used means ‘wife’ in Russian. Ivan taught it to me when we got married.

“I am not your wife,” I growl.

He smirks with a taunting gleam in his eye. “You think a piece of paper tells you whether you belong to me? Youaremine.”

“I belong to one man, and it isn’t you.” I bark back.

Those fingers of his glide their way in between my legs. I almost flinched from the tickle I felt. He spreads my legs apart and drops to his knees. Without missing a second, his tongue plunges inside my pussy and I whine. “Look at how you whine for a man you don’t belong to. How pathetic.” He taunts.

I take hold of his shoulder and dig my nails into the fabric of his soaked shirt. “You…you bastard…” I gasped.

He snickers as he licks his lips. “Go ahead, you pathetic whore. Cry out for a man you don’t belong to.”

He’s taunting me into accepting what we both already know, but I can’t let him win. “N-No.” I choked out.

“Is that why you’re moaning so loudly? Grasping at my clothes? Such an emotional little slut.” He continues.

He licks and gnaws at my clit. I slap my hand over my mouth and throw my head back, “Fuck fuck fuck…” I repeat.

The tightness in my stomach doesn’t go away, as my body dares me to let allow my juices to flow into his sultry mouth.

“Mom? Are you almost done with your shower? You said you were going to help me finish the puzzle. I mean I could finish it myself, but I read that stuff like this is good for parents and children to bond,” Prince’s voice calls out from the other side of the door.

“Yes, I’ll be out soon. I’m almost finished!” My voice raised.

“I bet you are.” Kyro taunts. He sticks a finger inside me as his tongue pillages. “Quiet, I don’t want our son to know how much of a needy whore his mommy is.” He’s belittling me and yet I’m so fucking turned on. Fuck, if he keeps this up. I’m going to cum all over this tongue.

“Fuck you, you’re a sadistic bastard,” I swear, trying my hardest to keep my legs together, but he overpowers my strength, keeping them open for his tongue to immerse itself.

He moves his tongue out andsubmitsthree fingers inside of me, whilst standing back up. He uses his other hand to grab my face harshly and force me to look up at those callous blue eyes. “Don’t ever try to close your legs again.” His stern and chilly tone is arousing. “This pussy is mine to lick, touch, and fuck whenever I please.” Fuck, no, please don’t make me come. Don’t let me give in to this mobster.

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