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Maya looked me in the eye after a long pause, and I saw her answer even before I heard it.

“Y-yes.” Her stutter was so fucking adorable, it made my cock twitch.

As for my heart? It swelled to the point I thought it would burst out of my chest. Fuck, this woman had ruined me. In the most beautiful way possible.

“You’re beautiful.” I murmured urgently. “I’m going to make love to you.” No, it was more than me intending to—I realized with a jolt that I was already in love with her. I’d been making love to her all along. I couldn’t bring myself to say it, though. “Can you feel that, baby?”

Can you feel the sharp edge of my love against your throat? Can you feel the dark hue of my love—that reminder that I would spill blood just to make sure you could never leave me?

She breathed quietly over me, her eyes bright with the realization of the true meaning of my love, my obsession, for her. I saw the moment she accepted it, excitement shining in her eyes.

Fuck. My cock pulsed with my arousal. This little mouse of mine wanted it. Wanted the full brunt of my possession. She wanted me to be owned, just as much as I wanted to own her.

Holding my gaze, with eyes alight with need, she leaned down, giving me access to lick and nibble at her nipples. She gasped for air and clutched my shoulders when I sucked her. Then, she lifted herself off me, and her hand slid down to cup my balls as she worked them.

My body bucked up uncontrollably against her fingers as she kneaded, circling them around my sacs as I thrust into her hand, and then my fingers caressed her sensitive clit, causing her to shudder as she tried to hold on to the feeling that was driving her crazy. Then her other hand went to my cock and started stroking. She moved her hips against my leg rhythmically.

I groaned and held my breath in anticipation. After an incredible moment, her hand moved away. I immediately grabbed onto her wrist to hold her there. “What is it? Are you alright?” I asked anxiously.

She chuckled softly. “Of course. We’re still going. Do you really think I’m letting go of such an opportunity?” The words were bold, even though her face was flushed a shy crimson.

The vision she presented ignited me again. I couldn’t resist.

She lowered herself onto me again, sinking slowly, and took in all of me. For a few seconds she simply looked at me. Then, slowly, she lifted herself, exposing the whole length of me until only the tip touched her. My breath caught as she slid back down, moving up and down until it hit her spot. I held her, and I let her enjoy me as we rode each other.

She moaned loudly as she rose, riding me in small circles. The movement was intoxicating to me, as were her beauty, her sensuality, and the warmth of her body in contact with mine. I had to fight not to lose control. I fought to keep it together for her sake.

She squeezed her walls, bringing me to the edge.

Soon, her motions grew faster, and I matched her tempo. We both came, hard, at the same time. I’d felt the tension build in her core until she cried out, and then, finally, released the tight coil that had been building steadily inside her throughout our encounter. Her breathing quickened as she came undone.

I held her as she collapsed, exhausted by her second climax. Cradling her gently in my arms, I continued running my hands through her thick locks.

“That was… incredible. How can you do that to me every single time?” I groaned into her hair.

She giggled and burrowed deeper into my arms.

“It’s… You do it to me every day, too, Dominik.” Her words were small, but ringing with bleeding honesty. “You turn me to mush every time I see you.”

She snuggled closer, pressing herself against me and placing soft kisses along my neck, inhaling deeply. Each exhale sent shivers down my spine.

Panting, we broke apart. She buried her face in my chest and breathed slowly. I could not stop the smug satisfaction that snaked through me right then. My little mouse had become a wanton slut for my cock alone, and I was going to keep it that way.

Suddenly, Maya said, “I have a favor to ask,”

Chapter 15 - Maya

“This is Hill Radio FM,” came the male voice on the radio.

It was odd hearing Dominik listen to this, as he was more of a… come to think of it, I didn’t even know if he listened to music or not. I guess I could say he was… but no. I had no idea what kind of guy he was when he wasn’t being the Bratva boss.

I guess he was about the mundane lately. Call it making adjustments, but it was really odd.

Dominik had his eyes on the road, while I sat in the passenger seat with my eyes on the trees lined up by the side of the gravel drive, obscuring the headstones of graves.

We had both been silent throughout the entire ride. One would say there was nothing to talk about, but as far as Dominik was concerned, there would always be something to talk about, seeing how interesting his life was.

Yet Dominik remained silent, his gaze fixed on the road.

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