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She grins, biting her lip. “I’d like to see you try.”

With a growl, I kiss her again, harder this time, our bodies locked in the heat of the moment.

I grip her hips, positioning my cock at her entrance, sliding the swollen head against her wet slit, teasing her, spreading her juices over me. Her moans are like fuel to the fire burning inside me. I rub my length up and down, letting the tip graze her clit before pulling back again.

She squirms beneath me, her breath hitching. “What the hell are you waiting for, Grigori?”

I smirk and lean down, my lips brushing her ear. “I love teasing you, dragging it out, and watching you squirm.”

She lets out a frustrated laugh. “If you make me wait any longer, I’m going to smack you loud enough for the guard to hear.”

I chuckle, loving the fire in her. “Beg for it.”

She laughs. “Fuck off.”

But I hold her tighter, pushing the head of my cock inside just enough to make her gasp, then pulling back. “Beg,” I say again, this time with more force, making it clear I’m serious.

Her playful smirk fades as she meets my eyes. She swallows hard, realizing I’m not backing down.

“Please,” she whispers, her voice softer now. “I need you.”

I shake my head, pressing my cock against her entrance but not entering.

“That’s not begging.”

She exhales sharply, her body tense with need. “Please, fuck me, Grigori. I need it.”

Satisfied, I grin, and with one powerful thrust, I push inside her.

Chapter 11

Elena

The moment Grigori slides inside me, I feel like I can’t breathe.

He fills me completely, stretching me in that perfect, overwhelming way.

Even though it’s only my second time, the way he moves inside me feels natural, like he was made for me. There’s something special in the way our bodies fit together, something that goes beyond the physical. As he starts to move, slow and deep, I can’t help but get lost in the sensation.

He leans in close, his lips brushing my ear as he thrusts into me.

“Tell me, princess… how often have you fantasized about me slipping into your bedroom and giving you exactly what you wanted over the years?”

I bite my lip, a mix of emotion and frustration bubbling up in my chest. He knows exactly how to get to me. I hate that he’s got me figured out like this, but damn, I love it, too.

“About the same amount of wet dreams you’ve had about me,” I shoot back.

His lips curl into a playful grin as he looks down at me, his eyes dark with hunger. “That’s classified info, princess.”

I can’t help but grin myself, tightening my legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside me. He responds with a deep, slow thrust that makes me gasp, my nails digging into his shoulders. Every slow stroke sends waves of heat through me, his movements deliberate, like he’s savoring every second.

His slow, deep thrusts are driving me crazy, making me ache for more. I bite my lip, feeling the tension building, and I can’t take it anymore.

“Grigori,” I pant, eyes flashing with impatience. “I need more. Faster.” I narrow my gaze and add, “And don’t even think about making me beg. You won’t like what happens.”

He laughs, that dark, sexy chuckle that makes my stomach flip, then kisses me hard, his mouth claiming mine as his hips snap forward with more intensity. His cock plunges deep inside me, over and over, and the desk beneath us starts squeaking, the sound mixing with my moans as he picks up the pace.

I dig my nails into his back, feeling the ripple of muscles beneath my fingers. He pulls back, yanking off his shirt, revealing that gorgeous, scarred body I’ve memorized. My heart races as I watch his muscles flex with every hard thrust. I’m getting closer, the tension in my body coiling tighter and tighter.

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