Page 43 of The Bratva's Forbidden Pregnancy

Her back connected with it, and a soft, sexy sigh escaped her lush lips.

“Your little game won’t work on me,” I said, my voice low and husky.

“Are you sure about that?” She flashed me a sweet smile, desire flickering in her eyes. “Because I think it’s already working.”

I looked at her; her heart was racing at our proximity. It was obvious. Her lips were trembling, and her body was tensing at my touch.

I wasn’t sure how she’d react, but I dared to slide a hand down her panties, and a light moan came forth.

She wants it.

Her breathing was heavy, and her lashes were battering at me.

“Aren’t you gonna ask me to stop?”

She looked at me and just bit her lower lip with a mischievous grin etched on her face.

I rushed at her lips, kissing them so fervently as she responded with the same energy. I shifted her panties to the side and slipped in my finger.

“Naughty little girl. You’re wet already,” I said softly, pushing deep inside her.

She moaned, wrapping her arms around me in pleasure. I yanked off her panties and lifted her leg as she quickly undid my zipper and withdrew my cock.

We could feel the tension brewing, the sexual flame burning so brightly. I’d missed her more than I thought, and it made my heart race. With the way she was all over me, it was clear that she’d missed me as well. She let out a pleasurable sigh as I penetrated her mound.

I grabbed both her hands in one of mine, pinning them over her head, and with the other hand, I raised her leg while fucking her vigorously. Each thrust was harder than the previous one as my anger seemed to take control.

Sienna didn’t mind the rough sex; in fact, her reaction—her moans and writhing body—was proof that she was enjoying it. She was unable to use her hands, but with her tone and the look on her face, she expressed the sensation coursing through her.

It felt so good being inside her again, and I wasn’t ready to share her with anyone. “You’re mine, you hear me? You’re fucking mine.”

She was too carried away to reply, so overwhelmed that her eyes were turning white as her breasts bounced to the rhythm of my thrusts.

I let go of her hands and spun her around so her front was pressed against the wall. Pulling on her hair, I rammed her hard from the back, my groin slapping against her butt cheeks.

Her sounds were music to my ears, and I was overcome by the feeling of ecstasy. “I fucking own you,” I declared, and her response was a sweet moan.

Her body was jerking, and I wouldn’t stop fucking her. Faster and faster, I plunged into her until I started to run out of gas.

With a deep groan, I shot my load, emptying it inside her. Our voices quieted, and I struggled to catch my breath.

It felt really good being intimate with her again; it was as if I’d been starving all this while.

Chapter 13 – Sienna

I didn’t think I’d run into him at the club, but now that fate or whatever had brought us together again, I couldn’t hold back from getting on his nerves and eventually getting laid.

When he gripped my hand and pulled me away from the crowd, my heart skipped for a moment in fear of what he was going to do to me. Making him jealous was a bad idea, and Fiona had warned me against doing that seconds before I kissed that guy. Funny, I didn’t even catch his name; the poor boy was just a pawn to get the big fish mad. And it worked.

After he took me to a room and shut the door, Vlad turned to face me with those blazing eyes, red with anger. I swallowed hard but managed to remain composed. His hand went around my neck, and the way he glared at me somehow turned me on. I smirked faintly, recognizing the look in those eyes when he pushed me to the wall.

His words were watering the ecstasy growing within me, making me weak in my knees.

He was fucking horny, and that made me wet, excited. His desire to take me was palpable in his gaze, and my heart started to race; I knew what would happen next, and I wanted it. I wasn’t supposed to fall for his charms after how he’d treated me, but at that moment, I wasn’t thinking straight. All I wanted was to get fucked. I wanted it so badly.

The hardness of his erection was brushing against me, and my goodness, that sent shivers down my spine. The man was dashing, angry yet ravishing at the same time, and his furrowed brows didn’t detract from his rugged attractiveness.

My body jerked at the feeling of his finger inside me, and I didn’t necessarily care that he’d find out how wet I was for him.

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