Page 129 of Emperor of Wrath

Bluntly, we’re going to be wiping our enemies off the face of the Earth.

With Ulkan and most of his men dead, his organization is basically toast anyway. But there’s no harm in making sure it’s completely razed to the ground and the fields sown with salt. The rest of his men, the ones who were driving around Kyoto, have been found and are currently sitting in the bomb shelter sub-basement of a warehouse that Sota uses for this sort of thing.

I don’t give a fuck if they were only following orders. They had a hand in the kidnapping of the woman I love. Tomorrow, I will remove those hands for the offense. Followed by their heads.

Plans are also in place to go after whatever is left of Ulkan’s operations in New York. I’ve reached out to Kir and am allowing him to “eliminate” whatever is left of the man who stole Annika.

He seemed quite pleased at the prospect.

Valon Leka is another matter, though. Yes, his empire will also be razed to the ground and then pissed on. But the tricky thing there is that apparently one of Valon’s clients was the White Queen herself: Yelizaveta Solovyova, head of the Solovyova Bratva. She also sits at the Iron Table and is Kir’s cousin.

She’s also very powerful and does not like her business interests to be fucked with. It’s going to be a slightly easier conversation to have, since I didn’t personally kill that asshole Valon. But it’s still going to be…tricky.

Right now, though, all that can go fuck itself.

Right now, all I want to do is watch Annika sleep.

I let my finger trail down her hair, brush over her shoulder, and slip under the sheet. I slowly pull it off her shoulder and slide it slowly down the soft skin of her back.

My eyes drift over the swell of her breasts beneath her. The ridges of her ribs, and the dimples at the small of her back, right above her ass.

Something needy and hungry sparks in me as I peel the sheet down further.

Okay, watching her sleep isn’t the only thing I want to do right now.

I pull the sheet completely off her. My eyes hungrily drag down her bare body, my gaze roaming over the tight globes of her ass and the swell of her hips. Down her long, toned legs…

My dick begins to swell. My blood flows hotter, making my skin tingle as my cock thickens and lengthens, bulging obscenely under the sheet before I pull it away from myself as well.

Annika doesn’t move as I get onto my knees beside her. I let my gaze slide over her gorgeous, naked form, drinking in every fucking inch of her as I wrap my hand around my cock and start stroking slowly.

I can’t shake the possessiveness. This woman was just almost taken from me. Threatened. Now that I have her back, and in my bed, the need to take her and prove to the world just how mine she is, is almost overwhelming.

And fuck, am I hard.

Annika only stirs a little as I sit astride the backs of her thighs. I run one hand over her bare hip, gripping her ass softly and feeling the flesh beneath my fingers as I stroke my fat cock with the other hand. My dick hangs heavy and pulsing above her ass, the veins bulging, the head swollen with need.

A drop of thick, clear precum beads at the tip before dripping onto Annika’s soft skin and trickling down between the tight globes of her cheeks.

A dark beast stretches awake inside me.

I let go of my cock and put my hands on both her cheeks. I groan when I spread her open, my hungry gaze dipping between her thighs to roam freely over the pretty pink flush of her cunt. My dick jumps and twitches with a mind of its own as I open her up even more. Her pink lips spread so fucking gorgeously and invitingly, glistening, like she’s already dreaming of me taking her. Her tight little back hole flexes, feeling the air teasing over her most private place.

I stroke my hand down between her thighs, parting them just a little more as my knees spread wider. I run my fingers up over her pussy, opening her petal-soft lips and dragging the slickness I find there up and down.

Annika mewls sleepily.

Her ass pushes back against my fingers just a little bit.

Good girl.

I run my fingers up and down her seam again. She’s getting wetter by the second, her arousal coating my fingers and dripping down to her clit. My fingers follow, rubbing and toying with her throbbing little button as she whines softly again.

I center a finger at her opening and slowly push into her. Annika moans quietly, obviously still asleep as I start to stoke my finger in and out of her greedy, messy little cunt.

Fuck, I need her.

I fucking need her sweet little pussy wrapped around my cock, now.

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