Page 21 of Captured By the Russian Wolf

"You think you can push me?" I growled, my voice low and rough, the words slipping out before I could stop them. "You think you can get under my skin like this and walk away untouched?"

Her breath hitched, her lips parting slightly, but she didn't look away. She didn't flinch. "I wasn't trying to?—"

"Don't lie to me," I cut her off, my grip tightening. "You've been testing me, haven't you? Pushing to see how far I'll go."

Lily's eyes flashed with something—defiance, maybe, or desire. She was like a flame, daring me to come closer, to lose control. And damn it, I was about to burn.

"You don't want to know how far I'll go," I muttered, my voice a growl as I leaned in, my lips inches from hers. "But if you keep pushing, you're going to find out."

Her breath caught in her throat, and I could see the conflict in her eyes. She wanted to challenge me, but she also knew the danger in that. And yet, she didn't back down.

Instead, she did the one thing I hadn't expected.

She kissed me.

It wasn't soft or tentative. It wasn't careful. It was fierce, urgent, like she had been holding back for as long as I had. Her hands tangled in my shirt, pulling me closer, her lips pressing against mine with a hunger that matched my own.

That was it. The moment I lost the last shred of control I'd been clinging to.

I kissed her back, hard, my hands moving to her waist, gripping her tightly. I backed her against the wall, pinning her there as my mouth devoured hers, the fire inside me finally unleashed.

Her body arched against mine, and I could feel the heat between us, the need that had been simmering just below the surface exploding into something raw, something dangerous. Ididn't care anymore. I didn't care about control or suspicion. All I cared about was her.

"This is what you wanted?" I whispered against her lips. I didn't wait for her to respond. My hands were soon on her shoulders, pushing her down as I broke the kiss. "Show me. Show me how badly you want it."

Lily's dark eyes were barely open, and it was like she could hardly see me through the haze of her desire. Her moist lips were still parted, and the second she understood what I was asking for, she licked her lips hungrily and sank to her knees.

Her eyes held me captive as her fingers deftly and hurriedly unbuckled my belt and pulled my pants down. She didn't even glance at the bulge in my boxers before fixing her mouth over the fabric and moaning softly.

"Oh fuck, Lily," I whispered, feeling the vibration travel through me.

My dick twitched at the wet heat of her breath, and I pressed myself closer to her face. Lily continued to mouth me through my boxers, teasing me until I stood hard at attention. Then I felt her tongue lapping at me insistently, as if she longed to rip my boxers free to have a taste of me.

With a growl, I gripped her jaw and held her in place with one hand and dropped my boxers with the other. All the while, her blazing blue eyes stared into mine, daring me, as defiant as ever, but there was something else. Just by the hungry look of her, I knew Lily wanted me to take her, violate her, make her say my name.

And my dick was dripping at just the thought.

Lily sought out the tip of my dick with her mouth, tongue inching forward in anticipation. I let out a low groan as she finally captured me, and so did she, like the taste of my dick alone was satisfying. I couldn't help pushing into her mouth and found her yielding immediately. Her tongue swirled around me,savoring. She took my thick length like she couldn't get enough, and soon, I was thrusting deeply, gliding smoothly in and out, losing myself to sensation.

Not a sound of complaint came from that precious mouth of hers, not even when mascara began to run down her cheeks as tears sprang to her eyes. It wasn't my thrusting—Lily wanted to take me into her throat, her firm grip on my thighs told me so. She was pulling me in, tirelessly throating my dick and only pausing to ride out an involuntary gag.

The longer I watched her take me, the more I wanted to bust in her mouth. But I wanted to possess her, to claim every part of her until she was mine in a way that no one could ever take away.

I slipped free of her mouth and looked at her face. Lipstick and saliva was smudged around her mouth, which she wiped away with the back of her hand, naked desire written all over her face.

"Show me," I said again, stroking my dick slowly in front of her face. "Show me how badly you want this."

And without another word, her knees spread apart on the floor, and she hiked her dress up, using the slit at the side to show me her black panties. Lily watched me stroke as she shimmied out of her panties, then spread her thighs again. I clenched my jaw as her fingers started to slip around her bare lips with ease.

Lily was fucking soaked for me.

I growled as I reached for her, and she threw her arms around my shoulders at once. I picked her up, hands on the undersides of her thighs, and she wrapped her legs around my waist, attaching her mouth to mine with a savage hunger. Our tongues clashed as I blindly sought out her soaking cunt, then dove into her with one eager thrust.

"Aah, Nikita!!" she screamed, throwing her head back in ecstasy, her body shivering in my arms.

My teeth sank into her shoulder as I pressed her hard against the wall and fucked her the way I wanted to at the gala. Lily took me to the hilt, grinding and humping against me as she chased her pleasure, her moans filling the room, pouring into my ear. I squeezed every curve, tested her soft flesh, marked her.

She was mine, every part of her, and I wanted her to know it.

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