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Eden lets out a whimper. “Please,” she gasps. “Please make me come.”
“Not make.” I stop my movements, but her hips continue to buck. “Let.”
“Pleaseletme come,” she pants immediately.
I reward her obedience with pleasure, working my fingers in and out of her and moving them faster. I press my thumb against her clit and rub hard circles around the sensitive bump. She cries out, and I feel her pussy squeezing around my fingers as she comes. Her juices coat my hand, and I pull my fingers out.
I pull her hair, so she has to turn and watch me lick each one clean. I hold onto Eden as she slowly returns to earth from her orgasm.
I push up from the desk then press my hand against her back. Eden stays where she is, bent over the desk, her dress hiked up and her panties pulled aside. I unzip my pants and pull out my hard cock. The tight skin glistens as I give the tip—throbbing with pre-cum—a rub in my fist.
I don’t care that Eden doesn’t want to tell me the truth. I don’t care if I have to punish her for lying to me. Right now, I just want to fuck her until she screams. I grip her hips and position my cock at her entrance. Mercilessly, I push into her and close my eyes as her searing warmth envelops me. She cries out in response and pushes her hips back as I begin to move, burying myself deep inside her.
Like an untamed animal, I claim her. Another cry of pleasure erupts from her lips as I move deeper inside her. My hands hike her dress up her soft hips. I pant against her ear with each hard thrust, driving deeper until I lose track of where I end and where she begins.
Eden reaches back, grabbing onto my arm and opening herself further. She surrounds me in a sensation I cannot describe. The heat of her makes me moan to match her. She presses her face against the desk, but she doesn’t give me what I want.
I want to hear her scream.
I place my hand between her trembling thighs. Her skin is so soft I want to bite her and leave a mark. I grip the end of the desk and rock her hips against it. Eden tenses her muscles around my cock, and I let out a deafening growl. I can feel my orgasm building, and I know I’m close.
I pound into her as I wrap my arm around her waist. My fingers find her swollen pussy and spread her further. Her clit throbs against them and I draw quick circles around it.
“Nikolai,” she gasps. And then it happens. Gasps turn to moans. Moans become cries. And finally, cries become screams.
Eden loses control and starts falling apart as she shudders underneath me.
“Nikolai!” she shrieks my name again.
The staff could come running in, and I wouldn’t give a shit as long as I make her come. With steady moves, I continue to stroke her until Eden pleads in desperation to come. Tears run down her cheek as she gulps for air and tenses with release.
It’s my declaration. I’m not proving my love. I’m proving that I own her.
I feel my own release building and slam into her one more time before I let go. I grip her hips and hold her against me as I flood her with my cum.
Eden tries to turn her body, but I grab her tight and pin her to the desk. I know I will lose it if she faces me. I don’t want her to see the expression on my face. Allowing her to see me vulnerable will give her the upper hand. The sound of my choppy breathing fills the room as I continue emptying myself inside her. My face is pressed against her smooth back as I pant.
Slowly, I lift my sweaty forehead off her back and withdraw. I stand there with my hands on either side of her on the desk and wait for her to move.
She doesn’t move. She doesn’t say anything.
I glare at her, confused at first, but then I understand. There’s still more of her left to lose. She stays motionless until I zip up my pants, but she refuses to turn toward me. I walk out into the living room and flip through the book she left on the couch, waiting for her to come out of the office.
When she finally does, her hair sweaty and plastered to her face, and her golden hazel eyes wild with lust, I speak to her.
“When we marry, Eden. You’ll belong to me. Don’t forget that.”
“I wonder who you’re trying to convince.” She glares at me, defiant victory raging in her eyes. “Me, or you?”
45
NIKOLAI
Rurik,Anton, and I stand in the center of a secure warehouse in Port Newark. Anton’s jumpy gaze scans the vast, cavernous space where a shipment recently left for Rotterdam. Rows of empty metal shelves line the concrete walls, stretching up to the high ceiling while the floor is covered with grimy dirt. The smell of damp concrete hangs in the stale air with a faint hint of oil. Trusted workers hose down the floor and aim the soapy gray water toward the drains.
The security cameras’ red lights blink rhythmically, but my gaze is on the man zip-tied to the metal folding chair. Rurik cracks his knuckles as he eyes the man hunched over in the chair while Anton stands at attention with his eyes on me. This isolated place is perfect for what we have planned.
I took it easy on Eden. I let her beauty and innocence interfere with my head. I’ve allowed her to play me and given her too much freedom. I want to punish her for keeping secrets, but she’s not here.
