Page 117 of Cruel Honor

Dimitri slowly fills me all the way up. His groan of pleasure makes me feel special. I can make him feel this way. Only me from now on.

He wraps his arms completely around me. “Evie … God, you feel amazing around me.”

Of course, I blush. He kisses my nose and smiles that charming smile, and I blush even harder.

“I love that you’re cute and sexy and so fucking beautiful.”

“Ditto,” is all I can say.

He smiles then kisses me again before moving his hips around. He takes his slow at first. It’s obvious to me that Dimitri knows what he’s doing. He knows how to take it slow. How to get me warmed up. How to make this good for me.

After paying attention to his movements, I begin to match them. My hips rock in a circular motion as his do the same. It’s not a hard thrust. It’s a gentle rock.

Feeling bold, I wrap my legs around his waist, drawing him closer to me. Dimitri groans and kisses me deeper.

My hands roam up and down his back and chest as our hips move in perfect rhythm. Dimitri’s hands hold my waist steady. His movements help guide my own movements. Not once does he make me feel bad for not knowing what I’m doing. He only makes this good for both of us.

“You’re making me lose my mind,” he says, pressing his forehead against mine.

“Dimitri.”

“Just keep saying my name. God, I love to hear it.” His kiss is perfection. It’s light and passionate and all-consuming all at the same time.

I gasp when his pace begins to increase. “Dimitri!” I feel that familiar coiling sensation in my body. I know what’s happening.

Dimitri looks right into my eyes as my second orgasm washes over me. He doesn’t stop rolling his hips around and sending pleasure throughout my body.

His pace gets a little frantic right before he comes next. “Fuck, Evie. God.” He lets out a sigh and burrows his face into my neck. “I always knew it would be fucking phenomenal with you, but this on a whole different level.”

I can’t help blushing once more.

He slips out of me and pulls me into his arms as he lies on his back. “Pretty good for a virgin.”

I gently slap his chest. “Pretty good for a …” For once, I’m at a loss for words.

Dimitri laughs and peppers kisses all over my face. “For a man-whore, you mean?”

“You’re not a whore.”

“No. I kind of was. I loved women. But now, there’s only one woman I can’t get off my mind.” He looks right into my eyes as he says it, and I believe every word. That doesn’t make me naive. Dimitri has saved me on too many occasions for me to think he’s lying.

“I feel free for the first time in my life,” I admit.

His eyes soften, and he cups my face and kisses me gently.

A knock on the door makes us both sit up.

Dimitri rolls his eyes. “God, Katya. Go away.”

“It’s not Katya,” a woman’s voice says. A voice I know well. “It’s Juno.”

Chapter

Seventeen

EVIE

The sound of my stepmother’s voice through the door leaves me confused. What is she doing here?

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