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I know not to push him any further, but I’m aching to know how he’d finish that line. What if I tell him I feel the same way? That I’m falling for him, too—except it’s not just him, it’s Tino and Kirill as well. The three of them come as a package. If feelings start to get involved, will it complicate things?
He grabs my chin and wrenches my face toward his, kissing me with such need it steals my breath. He holds me against him, my ass to his groin, my back to his chest, our legs tangled, so it’s as though we’ve become one body.
The kiss lights a fire inside me, and I move my hips, encouraging him. To my disappointment, he pulls out of me, but the next moment, he’s rolled us over, so now he’s on his back, and I’m straddling him.
“Ride me, Duchess,” he says. “Show me what you’ve got.”
With a smile, I grab both his hands and pin them above the bed. His arms are longer than mine, so his elbows are bent, his hands just above his head. He could easily break free, but I know he’s enjoying this game. I duck lower and kiss his neck and chest, moving to his nipples to suck on each one in turn.
“Oh fuck,” he groans.
I relish having this power over him.
“Bite me.” He wrenches one hand free to tap his bare chest, at the spot on his pectoral muscle above his right nipple. “Like you did before. Do it hard.”
“You want it to hurt?” I check.
“I want it to leave a mark.”
I don’t know why the thought excites me, but it does. I bend my head and kiss the spot first, then lave it with my tongue, and finally sink my teeth into his skin. His cock is pressed against my stomach, and it jerks as I bite him. He’s loving this, the sick fuck—but then what does that say about me?
I stop before I taste blood, and then kiss the mark I’ve left. It’s made up of perfect indents of my teeth in two almost matching semi-circles. They’re red at the moment, the skin around flushed too, but by morning they’ll be purplish black.
Dom lifts his head to look down at them, and his lips tweak in a smile. “Perfect. Now fuck me, Duchess.”
I reach between us, and take hold of the base of his cock, positioning him at my pussy. Then I sink down until I’m fully seated on him and close my eyes with pleasure. I grind down, then lift myself again, sliding up and down.
Dom reaches for my breasts, but I slap his hands away and grab his wrists, pinning them back down.
“Did I say you could touch?” I tease.
“Little bitch,” he replies, but he says it with a smile.
I kiss him, and our tongues duel. I move up and down on him, increasing my pace, but his cock is long, and though I know he’s enjoying this, I’m frustrating him, too, by not fucking him hard or fast enough.
“Get out of your head,” Dom growls. “You’re thinking too much.”
He’s right, I am.
He pulls me off him and throws me back on the bed, turning me onto my side. We end up in the position we started, with him spooning me from behind. He pushes back inside me, and I’m happy to let him take over. His hand reaches around me and finds my clit, and I instantly see stars. His bicep is pillowed beneath my head, and I turn my face and bite the muscle there, only not as hard as I had his chest. I like the idea of him being covered in my bite marks, as though I’ve staked my claim to him. Marked him as mine.
Is that how Kirill feels with his cum? I think I’m starting to understand him a little.
Dom fucks me deep and hard, his face buried in my neck, his fingers working my clit. My climax builds, a tsunami growing within me. I squeeze my eyes shut, every muscle in my body tense for release. It’s coming, and coming, and then it hits, and I forget who I am and where I am. My pussy pulses around Dom’s cock, and he cries, “Fuck, yes, oh, fuck,” as he comes.
My orgasm shudders through me, wringing me out, until I’m only muscle and skin. I lie in Dom’s arms, and he pulls me closer. I run my toes down the inside of his calf muscles, feeling the coarse hair there, and he wraps his arms around me, crushing my breasts beneath his strong forearms. One of his hands finds mine, and our fingers interlace.
“Now we sleep,” he tells me, burying his face in the back of my neck.
He goes soft inside me, but even Dom’s soft cock is big enough to plug me up, keeping his cum inside me. I’m sure I’ll wake to find myself in a wet patch by the morning, but I don’t even care.
I close my eyes and drift in the safety of his arms.
Chapter 21
Kirill
I’m in a strange mood for the following few days. Every morning, I wake to a churning in my stomach and wonder why, and then it all comes back to me. My father. His money. The watches.
