Page 87 of Shattered Crown


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Kira's lips curve into a teasing smile. "I'm intrigued," she murmurs. “What’s the salary like? Benefits? Pension plan?”

“It’s whatever you want,” I say before my lips meet hers in a kiss that so easily turns into fire.

I'm not sure what I’m offering her, but I know I want her by my side, without an expiration date. Pavel would probably say I’m drunk on her pussy and making bad decisions, but I don’t think that’s it at all. For the first time in a long time, I am seeing the world clearly. I once thought love was a weakness, but now I see it's the bravest damn thing a man can do.

Fuck. Am I in love?

I don't have time to question that because Kira is on her feet and focused on undoing my belt. “I need you. Right here.”

Her lips lower onto mine, hot and fierce, as I yank down her pants and underwear, rubbing my palm between her legs. She’s already soaked for me, which is good because I can barely wait to get inside of her.

There's a table nearby with a computer and monitor on it. With one swoop of my arm, everything falls to the ground in aloud crash, but I don't give a fuck. All I care about is pounding her into oblivion.

I wind my hand around her hair and push her down face-first, one hand on her back to press her into the table. “This is your prize, lastochka. You earned my dick for being such a good girl. Is this what you want?”

Her response is a husky groan.

I lower my pants and boxer briefs and push inside her, swelling with a need so fierce I feel like I might break her. But her body welcomes me like I've come home. I lean over her, covering her back with my front, resting my arms on either side of her.

I want to hear her moans as they spill from her sexy mouth. I want to hear her sobs as I ruin her so I can put her back together again.

"I need you, Maxim," she gasps.

"You have me," I kiss her neck. "You'll always have me."

With each thrust, she claws at the table and cries out my name—the sweetest sound I can imagine. I’m riding her hard, nipping and sucking at her neck, whispering words that tumble out in ragged breaths against her skin. Confessions that I hope she can’t understand since I can barely understand them myself. I tell her how I love the way she smells. How goddamn beautiful she is. How she makes me feel whole again, even when I thought it impossible.

She lifts her head, arching her back, and straightens. With my two hands, I hold open her ass cheeks and spit on her puckered hole, lubing it up for what comes next.

Kira stills. With my thumb, I breach her entrance, feeling the ring of muscle give way as I push into her tight hole.

“It’s too much,” she says. “I’m so full.”

“Give it a minute, baby. I’m going to make you feel so good.” I give her shallow hard thrusts as I twist my thumb in her assholeand pinch her clit, knowing she needs the edge of pain to bring on her release. “Come for me. I want to feel you pulse around my cock.”

Her pussy is so damn hot and tight it’s impossible to hold out any longer.

“Maxim!” Her body tenses in pleasure, and she cries out her orgasm as I come with a deep grunt, emptying myself fully inside of her. It’s several long minutes before either of us can move, our breaths slowly returning to normal as the world comes into focus.

I drop a gentle kiss in the middle of her back, before pulling out of her and zipping myself up. Kira is still lying there, her chest pressed against the table, her ass cheeks parted, her pussy still on display for me.

“Stay like that,” I order her. I hold her open to watch my seed drip out slowly. It’s fucking filthy and the hottest thing I’ve ever had the pleasure of viewing. “God, Kira, I need to taste you like that.”

“No, Maxim…” Her pleas fall on deaf ears because I’m already on my knees, licking out her dripping cunt like it’s an ice cream formulated just for my pleasure. “Oh God,” she gasps, “That’s so good.”

“Then come again for me, lastochka.”

I keep on lapping at her beautiful pussy, fucking her with my tongue while my fingers circle her clit in slow, sure motions. It’s not long before she arches into my mouth and cries as another orgasm washes over her, riding out the waves as her core clenches against my tongue.

When she’s thoroughly spent, I gather her in my arms and capture her mouth, letting her taste our combined flavors. Her lips are warm and soft. There’s a hint of vulnerability in the way she kisses me back that stirs something deep within me.

“That was the best reward ever,” she breathes.

“It was well deserved.” Although, giving her orgasms and filling her with my cum is as much of a reward for me as it is for her.

One of these days, I’m going to have to tell her I know she secretly put herself on birth control. Roman overheard Kira ask Liza to get her access to the pill. I assume she’s been on it since then, considering she hasn’t mentioned condoms.

“So, what happens now?” she asks, starting to put herself back together.

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