Page 109 of Vengeful Princess

Underneath thick layers of feral aggression, Kyril was a cute teddy bear. Did he show that side to anyone else, or was it just me?

“I do want this. Now please make me come!”

With a growl, he pulled my shorts off and tossed them to one side. The first flick of his tongue on my clit had me arching my back. Because I was so turned on, the second sent me into the stratosphere, soaring high on a wave of pleasure. It was almost embarrassing just how quickly he had made me come. It typically took me ages to make myself orgasm.

But then, maybe it shouldn’t be a huge surprise. Like Landon, Kyril knew exactly what he was doing. The guy probably had a PhD in Cunnilingus. Or so it felt to my inexperienced self.

Experiencing this much pleasure was intoxicating. He measured my response to every lick and suck and reacted accordingly. Ramping it up and backing off when he knew I was close.

Since it was early and I didn’t feel like waking everyone up with my screams, I shoved my fist into my mouth to smother my cries when he pushed first one, then two fingers inside me.

From the way his hips ground into the mattress, he was just as turned on as me, but he didn’t seem in a rush to fuck me. Was that a good thing?

No. I wanted him to fuck me. I was desperate to feel him inside me. Kyril had talented fingers, sure, but they weren’t thick enough to satisfy my slutty pussy. But he seemed determined to make me come as many times as possible first.

He sucked my clit while scissoring his fingers, and I came again, sobbing like an idiot.

“I can’t take any more!” I cried, my body wrung out with pleasure.

The bastard laughed. “One more,” he cooed as he pulled back and wiped his face on my sheet. It should have been gross, but because I was, apparently, fucked in the head, I found it a turn on. “This time, I want to feel you coming around my cock,kotenok.”

He grabbed my thighs and pulled me toward him before leaning down to suck my nipple. With one last flick of his tongue, he moved up and kissed me.

I could taste my arousal on his mouth. It should have given me the ick, but I didn’t care. The last time we kissed, Kyril acted like a feral beast let loose from a long stint in captivity. This time, he treated me like a priceless work of art. Something so precious he couldn’t bear the idea of damaging it.

“I need you inside me,” I moaned in a voice I no longer recognized. Who was this girl and what had she done to Thea? Maybe handing Kyril my V-card had somehow turned me into a slut. I’d have to ask Eden for advice. She seemed a lot more worldly-wise on these things.

Kyril jumped off the bed, and for a moment, I thought he was leaving. Panic sent my heart rate soaring. But then he pulled his boxers off and stood looking at me, lust written all over his face.

My gaze slid down to his cock.Jesus.Did I really fitthatinside me? He caught me staring and smirked.

“Like what you see?” he asked, fisting it slowly.

“I’d like it more with a condom on,” I replied in a snippy voice, and his smirk faded.

“Of course,kotenok.I wouldn’t make that mistake twice.”

He knelt down and pulled a small foil square from his pants’ pocket. The thought that he carried around a condom at all times made me second-guess what I was doing here. It was bad enough I’d gotten carried away once. The temporary insanity clause was a possible defense in that instance. Now, though, I was lucid and knew exactly what I was doing.

Maybe this was a bad idea. I pulled the sheet up and shifted sideways, one eye on the bathroom door. Would the lock keep Kyril out if I dived in there? I had a gun stashed under the vanity unit. Kyril wasn’t stupid. He wouldn’t fight me if I pulled a gun on him.

“Where did you go,kotenok?”The sound of his voice made me look up. In the time it took my brain to spiral, he’d rolled the condom over his cock.

“I’m right here.”

He frowned. “In your head, I mean.”

“Nowhere,” I lied. Unconvincingly, it had to be said. Kyril noted my leg half out of the bed and the angle of my body. He stepped back.

“It’s OK,kotenok.I can tell you’re having second thoughts. I can go.”His erection wilted, and he reached down for his pants.

The raging mass of panic and insecurity in my head coalesced into a hard ball of anger. What was wrong with me? Was I that screwed up that I couldn’t tell when a guy was into me as opposed to wanting nothing more than a fast and furious fuck?

“Kyril…” I began, feeling stupid and embarrassed. He paused and looked up. Considering my unhinged behavior, he seemed remarkably calm. Nothing like the man I thought he was when we first met. Or the psychotic lunatic who’d chased me through the woods a week ago.

Maybe I’d misjudged him.

“You don’t need to explain,kotenok.”He pulled his pants back on and sat down on the side of the bed, the mattress sinking under his weight. Then he took my hand. “I am happy to wait.” His eyes narrowed slightly. “But don’t ignore me,kotenok.I don’t like it when you ignore me.”

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