Page 29 of Forced Bratva Wife

“I still haven’t gotten my thank you.”

Stopping in the space between the bedroom and the bathroom, Lev spun around. His eyes devoured me, running from my lips to my chest, down to the floor, and then back up. I trembled under that glare, unable to stop myself from roaming my eyes across his body as well and noting the impressive bulge barely restrained by his briefs.

Crossing the room in confident strides, Lev pinned me up against the bedpost again, and a tiny yelp slipped from me as he grabbed my chin.

“Is that what you want, little one? A thank you?” He lowered his mouth over my ear, his breath tickling the bare skin of my neck. “Or is it something else?”

“I…” But my voice died as his lips hovered over me, goosebumps skittering into life.

His hand moved from my chin to take my neck, his thumb finding the center point and pushing down just enough to make my throat constrict. Lev’s nose dragged up, the scruff of his beard scratching lightly until his mouth was at the shell of my ear again.

“What would I find, hmm?” His free hand came to the hem of my skirt, his fingers curling under the fabric and bunching it up. “What’s going on under this fucking skirt, sweetness?”

My heart hammered against my ribs, and I shook beneath Lev’s hands despite how hard I was trying to keep myself still. I had no idea what had gotten into me, but it was far too late to stop it. A part of me lit up at that, a dark, terrible part that I never gave voice to, but now it was roaring forward, calling all the shots.

“You won’t do it. You keep stopping yourself.” I met Lev’s hard glare when he flicked his eyes to me, cocking a brow. The lick of pain in my back as he pressed me to the post increased.

Oh my God, what are you doing?

Fisting more of the skirt, Lev pulled the fabric up, up, until it was bunched around my hips. I was losing my damn mind, the burn in my cheeks spreading everywhere as I let myself process how close his fingers were to my bare pussy. Just a few inches and Lev would find out exactly how much I was thinking about him.

Fuuuck. Don’t stop, Lev, please. Jesus, it is such a good thing I’m on birth control—just in case, you know.

But then he did something I didn’t expect.

“Such a little brat. I should leave you here, all worked up.” His foot slid between mine, kicking my legs farther apart, exposing me. “You’re playing with fire.”

Something inside me surged, and I leaned closer, my lips so close to his. “So burn me.”

Lev crashed his mouth against mine, and I moaned beneath his lips. He moved fast, exploring me with his tongue as his hand crawled its way between my legs. He cupped my sex, a growl rumbling out of his chest before he broke the kiss to whisper.

“This belongs to me.”

Caressing my neck and chest with his lips, Lev’s finger slid up, ready to sink into my slit.

“Just as wet as I thought.”

Embarrassment flared, my cheeks flamed, and I whimpered as he smoothed the pad of his finger across my seam, just beginning to push inside. My mind spun, completely losing track of everything else around me, and then his thick digit pressed in.

“Lev,” I called out. “I’m…”

Oh, God. This is so embarrassing…but I have to say something.

“I’m a virgin.”

Chapter 15 - Lev

I froze, my eyes going wide as I lifted my lips from Parker’s supple breast. As much as I didn’t want to, I pulled back just enough to give us a bit of space and to look up at her, lingering my hand on her thigh.

“What was that?”

Raising my brows, I took in the bright red color of her cheeks, the way it beamed from behind the freckles touching her skin. She could barely look at me, hiding those green eyes, and I could sense she was telling the truth.

“I’ve never…”

Her words drifted off, and I used the hand at her neck to push her chin up, forcing her to look at me. My pulse raced as the hungry need in my dick swelled.

“Say it, little one,” I smirked at her, digging my fingers into her thigh. “I want to hear it.”

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