Page 103 of Sweet Animosity

Today, I’d taken for granted she would willingly submit to my control.

I’d taken my hands off the reins for just a moment, and almost lost her.

Fuck that.

The chains were going on.

I would make her my wife and announce to the entire dark underworld that she was now not only under my protection, but that of the entire Russian Mafia syndicate.

My plan was to all but tattoo Touch her and die across her forehead as a warning to any and all males in the vicinity.

I twisted my hand again as I applied steady pressure. My hand slipped deeper inside, painfully stretching her.

She cried out again. “Stop. It hurts.”

“I bet it does. These men will not just want you for your forgery skills. They will have other… uses… for such a gorgeous woman such as you.”

Vivian squeezed her eyes shut and turned her head. “Stop it. You’re scaring me.”

I curled my fingers slightly inside of her, coming close to making a fist. “Look at me. Now.”

When she didn’t immediately obey, I curled them further.

Her back arched as her fingernails dug into my wrist, but her eyes met mine.

“You should be scared. They will leave you chained to a wall in a basement with nothing but a dirty blanket on a filthy floor. You will be expected to repay them both in art and with your body.”

I twisted my hand again, flattening it and thrusting in further, until the tip of my thumb pushed against her narrow entrance.

Vivian’s mouth opened on a silent scream.

“You’re a smart girl. Do you understand that the first rule of the game is there are no rules?”

Tears streamed down her cheeks. “Please, it hurts.”

I leaned forward and kissed her forehead as my hard cock pushed against her thigh. “I know, baby.”

It was taking all my limited self-control not to plow my hard cock into her pinned body to really make my point, but now was not the time.

For now, it was more important that she understood the very real danger she was in… and not just from me.

“So now tell me. Do you understand now that the first rule in my world is that there are no rules? Or do I have to shove my full fist inside of you to make my point?”

Vivian sniffed. “No! Please. I understand.”

“Good girl.”

I gently pulled my hand out of her pussy. Leaning down, I kissed her nipple, before murmuring against her skin as I ran my tongue along the luscious curve of her breast. “I’m the only one who can protect you.”

I shifted in the bed to kiss her stomach. Then lower, rewarding her for the pain she’d endured.

My hands pried her thighs open as my tongue flicked over her clit. Her body’s resistance to my touch melted. Her responsiveness was one of the things I adored about her.

No matter how pissed she was at me… her body didn’t give a damn.

As she cried out with her release, I rose up on my knees and lowered the zipper to my jeans. With my fist wrapped around my cock, I pumped my shaft as I straddled her hips. “Open your mouth.”

Her hands went to my thighs as she leaned her head back and opened her lips.

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