Page 98 of Sinful Wrath

“I used to have pretty bad nightmares, but I hadn’t had them in a while. I thought they were under control, but then the attack happened in the park and…” Her voice cracks, and she looks away, her throat bobbing.

My chest tightens as her eyes well with tears.

“That's why I kept sneaking out. I just couldn’t bear being locked up again?—”

This time, I can’t hold back from pulling her into my lap. I wrap my arms around her body as she sobs quietly against my chest.

“I’m so sorry.” I kiss the top of her head. “I’m sorry that I made this worse for you. If I had known…”

I grind my teeth. I’m a complete bastard for contributing to her pain.

“I should have told you the truth.”

“Why didn’t you?”

“I didn’t want you to see me as weak.”

I pull back and lift her chin so that she has no choice but to look at me.

“Lucia, you are anything but weak. You’re quite possibly the strongest woman I know.”

“Really?” She sniffs, wiping her cheeks on the back of her hand.

“Really.” I dip my head to press a kiss to her lips. “Now, is there anything else I need to know? Because I don’t want there to be any more secrets between us.”

“Other than the fact that I’m an insecure basket case most of the time?”

I pinch her waist, and she squirms.

“Lucia.”

“Urgh, you really do want the deep stuff, don’t you?”

“Tell me whatever it is that you’re worrying about, because I can see it on your face.” She sticks out her bottom lip, and I bend down to nip at it with my teeth, causing her to squirm even more.

“I’m worried that the real me isn’t enough,” she mumbles before burying her face in my chest.

I stroke her hair. “Trust me,kisa, when you’re being yourself, you are more than enough.”

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LUCIA

“I wantto spend all day with my face buried in your pussy.” Mikhail nuzzles my inner thigh.

I giggle, reaching down to push back the hair that's sticking to his forehead.

“You spent most of the night there.”

“And I’m not even close to being done with you, so I suggest you get on board with my plan.” His eyes lock on me as his tongue continues to explore my pussy.

“Oh, I’m very much on board.”

“Good.” He gives my pussy another slow lick.

My head falls back against the pillow, and I let out a moan as his stubble rubs against my sensitive flesh. “But unfortunately, I already made plans.”

“With me,” he growls, flicking his tongue over my clit.

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