Page 81 of Savage Reign

With one hand gripping my ass, the other slides between us to circle my clit. With every stroke, I’m trembling on the edge.

“That’s it,” he breathes against my neck. “Come for me, moya sladost. Let me feel you milk all the cum out of my cock.”

CHAPTER

THIRTY-ONE

NIKOLAI

Sofiya is allI can feel—her skin warm beneath mine, her breath against my lips, her body trembling as she melts into me. It’s overwhelming, this connection, this need to claim her in every way.

My fingers grip her ass, holding her steady as she moves with me, matching each thrust and pulling me deeper into her heat. Her breaths come faster, her body tightening as she gets closer. Then her palm slides between us, catching me off guard. I slow, letting her explore. Her fingers touch the place where we’re joined, where my cock sinks into her slick heat.

Moving carefully so as not to hurt her ankle, I shift her leg higher. Her cry of pleasure makes me throb inside her. “That’s it,” I grunt. “Let me hear how good I make my wife feel.”

Her lips part, but I capture her sounds with my mouth, kissing her deeply.

I increase my pace, gritting my teeth to maintain control as her hand stays between her legs, her fingers coated in our arousal.

“Do you like feeling my cock tunnel into that sweet pussy of yours? Do you like feeling how you stretch for me?”

“Yes,” she gasps, her voice trembling with need. Her hand moves from between us, sliding up my chest before locking around the back of my neck, her nails scraping against my skin.

She surprises the hell out of me when she grabs my hand and guides my fingers to wrap around her throat. Shit. Never in a million years did I think Sofiya would ask for anything kinky. She’s inexperienced, but there’s no hesitation. With her head tilted back and her throat exposed, she gives herself to me.

“Please,” she begs. “I need… this.”

I still. “Do you know what you’re asking for?”

“At the club, when I snuck up on you, you wrapped your hand around my throat and… I don’t know. Something about it made me feel alive. I trust you, Niko, and I want to feel… restrained.”

Her words undo me. This side of her is raw, beautiful, and completely unexpected. I let my palm rest lightly around her throat, my thumb brushing the line of her jaw. Her eyes flutter shut, a shiver coursing through her.

Slowly, I tighten my hold enough to let her feel the loss of control she craves.

“Put your hand around my wrist,” I instruct her. “If it gets to be too much, pull me off you. Got it?”

“Okay,” she agrees, eyes hazy with lust.

“I’ll be careful,” I promise. “I’ll never cut off your airflow, but I need to know you feel safe with me.”

Her fingers grip my wrist as I apply a bit more pressure, letting her feel the weight of my control. Her lips part in a soft moan, her trust evident.

“Such a good fucking girl for me, aren’t you?” I grit out, my voice husky. “Look at you taking my cock like it was made for you.”

Her head tilts back, exposing the curve of her throat to me, her lips parting with a sharp breath as I push deeper. Her nails rake against my skin, and I reward her with a deliberate stroke against her clit.

My free hand slides to her hip, anchoring her in place as I enter her pussy again, feeding her every inch. “You’re mine, Sofiya,” I growl. “Say it.”

Her breath hitches, her body trembling under me as I thrust deep, my grip steady on her neck.

She shakes her head, not willing to admit what we both know.

I freeze, and she whimpers with frustration. A dark laugh escapes me. “Keep fighting, baby. I’ll make you beg before this is over.”

Her hips roll instinctively, seeking friction, but I stay maddeningly still. “You don’t play fair,” she pouts.

“This isn’t a game, moya sladost,” I say, pressing my palm against her hip to stop her from moving. My lips trail along her collarbone, nipping at the delicate skin, and I give her throat a slight squeeze. “Say it, and I’ll make you come so hard you’ll forget your own name.”

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