Page 126 of His Wild Seduction

“So pretty in pink, my Little Red,” I whispered, brushing her hair across the rose pink sheets with my fingers as I moved to the side of her.

She hummed a sweet sounding noise and cuddled into my side.

For the first time in days, I felt complete. My heart constricted inside my chest, and I dropped another kiss on her forehead.

“What are you thinking about?” she asked softly.

“You. I’m always thinking about you,” I confessed.

It was true. This woman took up all the available space in my brain. I tightened my hold.

“Good,” she replied. “I’m always thinking about you, too.”

“You are?”

I felt her nod against my chest and pride filled me. That she even thought about me at all was more than I could have ever hoped for. I mean, I knew she loved me. But this was more than love.

What I felt was an all-consuming need. Marat and I sometimes teased Adrik about his obsession with his wife, but from what I saw the younger Volkov was just as bad with his woman.

Now that I had Meredith, I knew. I’d become acquainted with the nature of obsession fifteen years ago. Now, it was more like we were on intimate terms.

Oh yeah, obsession and I were good fucking friends.

And I had a feeling, things were only going to get worse.

Or better.

I settled on better.

“What are you thinking about now?” she asked, a mischievous grin on her face as she lifted her head and cupped my balls with her hand.

Fuck. Me.

My dick twitched. I was already getting hard again, and the need to be inside her filled me.

“I’m thinking, you better kiss me, Little Red.”

Then I gripped her behind the head and pulled her face to mine so I could claim that sweet fucking mouth.

Goddamn.

She was so hot. So sexy. So primed for me. Always so goddamn wet for me, I moaned as I pulled her astride my ready body.

Her wetness soaked my shaft as she slid up and down, flexing her hips. I grabbed her ass, sliding one hand between her legs and using her own slick to coat her pretty little puckered hole.

“Gonna fuck this ass soon, Baby,” I told her.

I sat up, lapping my tongue across her tits before I moved on to her mouth. Meredith rose to her knees, and I grabbed my dick, putting it at her entrance.

“Sit on me, Baby. Claim me with your wet little cunt,” I commanded.

And she did. Fuck, yes. She impaled herself on my dick.

“Now ride me, Little Red. That’s it, fuck yourself on my dick. Good Girl.”

I watched her obediently swivel her hips, grinding her pussy against me. She gasped, her eyes widening, and something inside me burst with victory.

This woman fit me. She was mine. Sure, I was a fucking monster. The Big Bad Wolf. But she was my Little Red.

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