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“You should have thought about that before you came in here with your seduction and your threats,” I bit out. Tightening my hold on her neck a little more to get the point across, I let her hang there for a moment longer. Once I saw the fear crawl fully into her eyes, I dragged her away from the edge. She hit the concrete with a harsh cry.
“Where is my mother’s grave?” Matthias stared down at her, his eyes cold and unfeeling. This woman had used up all her chances with him.
“Kuz’minskoye Kladbishche,” Serena whispered. “That was where Kirill ordered my father to bury your mother. He buried her in another grave so no one would find her.”
“What was the name on the gravestone?”
“Uh,” she stalled for a second as she thought about it. “Anya Levchenko or something like that. She’s in sector D4. I looked it up.”
I looked to Matthias for direction, and he nodded. She wasn’t showing any signs of lying.
“Get the fuck out of here,” I hissed at her. “If I ever see you near my husband again, your father and unwanted suitor will be the least of your problems, I guarantee it.” Serena didn’t bother to acknowledge my threat before she took off toward the elevator as fast as she could go in her scuffed-up Jimmy-Choos.
Clearing my throat, I brushed off my skirt and strode back into his office with my head held high. Matthias didn’t say a word to me. He just walked to the door, shutting it and locking it behind him. He closed the blinds next and dimmed the lights slightly.
“Turn around, Red,” he ordered as he stalked toward me, a deep hunger echoing in his stormy eyes. Licking my lips, I immediately obeyed, bending myself over in the exact spot Serena had tried seducing him. A shiver of excitement ran through me when one hand skated up my inner thigh. He parted my legs with his knee and yanked my skirt up, exposing my ass.
“That was hot,moya koroleva,” Matthias whispered in my ear. I moaned when he slapped my ass, the stark sound reverberating through the quiet office. Matthias chuckled. “Such a dirty girl for me, Ava.” He pushed down my underwear until they were resting at my ankles.
“Fuck,” I moaned again, satisfaction brimming through me when he pushed two fingers inside me.
“So wet for me already,” he groaned. “Did threatening Serena turn you on? Does violence make you horny and wet for me, my little psycho?”
He slapped my ass harder when I didn’t answer, the action shoving me tighter against the desk, the edge digging into my waist.
“I asked you a question.”
“Yes,” I breathed, pushing back against his fingers. “Putting that bitch in her place made me horny for you.”
“Good girl.” Fuck, I clamped down on his fingers when he said those words. The bastard chuckled. Fabric rustled behind me, and I turned my head to look at what he was doing. A small yelp burst from my lips as his hand tangled in my hair and he wrenched my head back, preventing me from looking anywhere but in front of me. “Eyes front, Ava.”
He let go of my hair when I did as I was told and trained my eyes on the small picture of me on his desk. Tears sprang to my eyes when I saw it, an emotion I didn’t want to name burrowing into my heart. The photo was of my first day teaching at the compound. I was smiling, hair up in a messy bun. I don’t remember anyone taking a picture.
Soft silk slid around my neck. His tie. Matthias pulled, the silk going taut against my throat, forcing me to arch my back to keep it from strangling me.
“Let’s play,” he whispered, his voice low and husky. He pulled his fingers out of my pussy to open his zipper. My body trembled in anticipation at the sound. I felt the hard length of him rubbing against my folds, coating it in my juices. I was a hot dripping mess down there.
“Matthias.” In one swift motion, he filled me up, burying himself to the hilt. The cinch of the tie around my neck and the feel of the edge of the desk grinding against my clit had my nerve endings lit up like Times Square on New Year’s Eve.
“Fuck,Krasnyy,” he groaned. “I could stay buried in you forever.” Removing his cock until just the tip remained, he slammed into me again, the desk sliding along the floor a few inches.
“Jesus,” I cursed as he did this a few more times, pulling nearly all the way out before aggressively shoving himself back inside of me. The tie around my neck remained just tight enough to make it hard to breathe but not enough to cut off my air supply. Not that I would have cared at this moment. I was riding high on cloud nine.
“You want to come, good girl?”
I could only nod, the cresting wave of pleasure too much for my addled brain to formulate words.
“Please,” I begged as the coil in my stomach tightened further and further. It was almost there, ready to release and make me fly. If only—
“No,” I cried out desperately when he suddenly stopped. Matthias chuckled darkly.
“Not yet.”
“I’m going to claw your eyes out,” I snarled and pushed back against him. If he wasn’t going to fuck me, then I would fuck him. And it worked, for like two seconds. Then he tightened his hold on the tie and pounded into me earnestly.
“Is this what you wanted, my little psycho?” he asked me as he pounded into me over and over again. My pussy clamped down around his cock, my back arched, welcoming the rough touch he bestowed on me. “You wanted to be owned? To be fucked like the little whore you are?”
He reached between us with his free hand, finding my swollen clit. “But you’re my little whore, aren’t you, Red?” He pinched my clit and waited until I was gasping and writhing from the fresh pain. Matthias gave me no reprieve as he kept up his zealous rhythm.
