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Swallowing hard, I turn the knob so slowly that my hand begins to shake. I can do this. I have to do this. Pushing the door open, I strain my eyes to look inside. It’s a bedroom, and there’s a sleeping figure under the covers. Viktor.
All right. Here goes nothing.
Keeping my steps light, I inch my way toward the bed where Viktor is sleeping, shirtless, his body gleaming in the moonlight. He looks peaceful, almost beautiful, when he’s not cutting people’s heads off or pulling out their organs. I almost feel bad for killing him in his sleep, but then I remember just how terrible he is, and it pushes me forward.
I raise the scissors high and brings them down.
… at the last second, I freeze. The scissors are inches from Viktor’s face. I could close the distance and kill him. But I’m not a murderer. My hand trembles as I convince myself this is what I need to do.
I got this. Come on. Just stab the scissors into his eye. You can do this.
“What are you waiting for?”
Viktor’s voice makes me gasp, and I step back, almost dropping the scissors.
He snaps his eyes open. “Well, Gemma? You’ve clearly come in here to kill me. So, get on with it.”
“You’re supposed to be asleep.”
“Would it make it easier if I was? I figured taunting you would be the better course of action. It might actually get you to do it.”
“Fine.” I rush over to him, slashing the scissors at his face. “Die!” Viktor doesn’t even look fazed. He just calmly grabs my wrist and pulls me down on top of him. His entire body is touching mine, and it’s distracting as all get out.
I wrestle against him as he flips me onto my back and grabs my weapon from me, pressing the blade to my throat. I freeze.
He sighs like he’s disappointed in me. “You just couldn’t do it, could you?”
“What are you talking about?” I keep my breathing calm. Every time I take a breath, the scissors bear down on my throat a little harder. “I just tried to kill you.”
“Yeah, but you hesitated. If you’d done it when I was still asleep, you would have had a chance. But since you hesitated, I got the upper hand. Despite how crazy I am, I don’t actually want to die. So, I stopped you, and now, I have you right where I want you. Under me.” He grinds his body against me.
I glare up at him. “Why are you doing this to me? Why can’t you just let me go?”
“Because this is too much fun.” He strokes his fingers across my cheek. “I’m not ready for you to go.” He stops my reply as he kisses me deeply.
The scissors dig into my throat, stinging my skin as they cut a line into my skin. I kiss him back even harder, biting his bottom lip and making him groan.
He removes the scissors from my throat, and I gasp. He tosses them aside like they’re nothing, like I didn’t just try to kill him with it. Then his hand touches my throat, tracing a pattern over the cut on my skin. I grab the back of his head, digging my nails in, which only leads Viktor to kiss me harder.
I buck my body up and roll on top of him, kissing him with all my might. Viktor claws at my dress, ripping the straps and exposing my bra. A moan escapes me without me even fully realizing it. This is crazy. I came here to kill him. Not get all hot and heavy with him. Yet I can’t seem to stop.
I rake my fingers down his chest, drawing blood. Viktor hisses against my lips as he tugs the rest of my dress down. I gasp when he flips me onto my back again, tossing my dress to the side. Things are progressing much faster than I anticipated. Am I even ready to have sex for the first time? I’m both nervous and excited, my heart beating insanely fast as my entire body throbs with desire.
Viktor rips my panties off almost painfully, though it just turns me on more. “I think I know the real reason you came here tonight,” he says against my lips. “And it wasn’t to kill me.”
“Shut up,” I growl, grabbing his face and kissing him with everything I have left inside me.
He slides his hand between my legs, touching me with a practiced hand. My legs open wider as he rubs his palm against my folds, making my core pulse with pleasure. I moan into his mouth, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. Viktor makes a guttural sound at the back of his throat as he takes my bra off and cups my breast with his free hand. We’re skin to skin now. It’s intoxicating.
Viktor pulls back from our kiss, giving me a dangerous smile as he crawls down my body. “You are …” He rakes his eyes over me. “Fuck, Gemma. You are something else.” He pushes my legs wider before settling his face between my legs. I almost can’t believe this is happening. No, scratch that. I truly can’t believe this is happening.
I gasp so loudly when Viktor touches his lips to my folds. His tongue presses against my nub, making my hips jerk up and a cry of pleasure escape my mouth. I’m actually letting Viktor go down on me. I knew this was a thing people did when it came to sex, but knowing and experiencing are two very different things. The feeling is so intense; I can barely breath.
Viktor meets my gaze with a knowing look as he pleasures me with his mouth. I can’t look away, even though it’s all I want to do. But I refuse to give Viktor the satisfaction. I’m not going to be a blushing bride for him.
I shudder as he hums against my skin. Then I grab his head and push him harder against me. I need friction. I need something. I need a release.
He chuckles as he whips his tongue over my nub, sending jolts of pleasure through me. I can’t stand this. My breath comes out in pants as my body begins to tremble. It’s too much. It’s too much. Viktor grips my thighs, digging his nails in and drawing blood. I gasp. He is relentless with his lips and tongue. I have no choice but to drop my head back and let my eyes close to just feel the moment.
