Page 99 of Born in Depravity

When I hesitated to do so, he slapped the side of my breast. It didn’t hurt. Not really. It was more playful than anything, but the sound was loud in this small room, and the fact that my fair skin was turning a little red was doing something to me.

I closed my eyes and let out a small whimper when he pinched my nipple once more, twisting it.

“Do it,” he said darkly.

I did as he asked, spreading my legs and exposing myself to his gaze. He looked down and groaned, the noise making my stomach drop.

“Fuck, baby. Look at this. Look at your bare pussy glistening with want.”

He cupped me and another wave of arousal gushed out between my legs.

“Your cunt is so greedy for me, you're soaking my palm,” he said.

A noise moved up my throat and I buried my face in his neck, trying to hide my blushing cheeks. Mikhail really did say what was on his mind.

He chuckled, and I felt it vibrate against my cheek. “No need to be embarrassed,kotyonok. I’m fucking hard just touching you like this.”

He moved his fingers across my clit. I arched my back as spasms of pleasure worked their way up my body.

My legs opened wider on their own accord, and Mikhail moved his fingers down to my opening. He kept his eyes on me when he plunged two thick fingers inside me. I squeezed around him without thinking.

One hand played with my breast and the other with my …

Cunt.

My cheeks tightened from the thought. Even thinking the word felt sacrilegious, and he had said it so casually.

My toes curled when he increased his finger thrusts in and out of me, and I knew it wouldn’t take much to make me fall over. I wanted to fall.

I wanted to dive deeply and quickly. I wanted to get there hard and fast. I—

“Don’t come without my permission,kotyonok.”

I gasped in outrage. He shot me a mean smile before pulling out and slapping my sex. Once, then twice more. Fuck. I closed my eyes, trying not to show him how out of control he was making me feel.

“That’s so mean,” I whispered without thinking.

I froze.

My wide eyes met his and we didn’t say anything for three long heartbeats.

Aside from that one slip-up with Damien—when I pleaded with him not to touch me that first night I spent in this room—I hadn’t spoken to anyone in thirteen years. I couldn’t believe I said that to Mikhail.

Mikhail seemed to come out of his surprise faster than me, because he smiled as if what I just did wasn’t a big deal.

“If you’re a good girl for me, then I’ll give you a reward,” he said, his voice velvety smooth in ears. “You won’t think I’m mean then.”

I shot him a grateful smile. He didn’t have to make a big deal out of this. It took away some of the weight I had been carrying, and for the first time, I felt like a normal girl.

Not like some freak of nature, whose only prize possession was her virginity.

I felt … free.

His fingers teased me before he dipped them in, one finger first before he added a second one, and then a third, stretching me out.

It burned, but it felt so good, I didn’t want him to stop. I wanted this and I wanted more. I turned my head, working hard not to show how badly I needed him. I never thought I would need him.

I never thought I would be placed in a position where I would beg him, but I was so damn close, yet not quite there.

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