Page 43 of Reclaimed Crown

“Nothing happened!” she yells back at me. Her eyes search the rug in front of her. “I knew that even if I escaped, I could die outside, so I came back.”

That doesn’t seem like her, but I drop the questions deciding that what matters most is she learned her lesson.

“I gave you a chance to show me if you can be trusted, and you showed me,” I say. “You will stay inside this apartment. No more escape attempts.”

Tatyana looks away and shakes her head.

I stand up, towering over her even from this distance. “You will be under my guard at all times. You will not escape,” I say as I glare at her. “Try again and I’ll lock you up in the cells.”

Tatyana bolts upright from the wall with a terrified look in her eyes. “Don’t put me back there,” she pleads.

“From now on, you’ll do as I say,” I growl back at her.

Tatyana bites her lower lip as she considers my warning. She sucks in a breath and clenches her eyes shut. “Okay!” she forces out before opening her eyes again. She stays quiet for a moment as she looks at me. Her eyes soften, along with the rest of her body. “I’m sorry,” she says in a gentle whisper.

She takes hesitant steps towards me, stopping when her body is between my legs. My cock wakens, growing in my pants at the sight of her so close to me. Her eyes bore into mine as she places a hand on my leg. “I want to make it right,” she says with a coy tease in her voice.

“Do you,zaychik?” I quip back.

She answers by running her hand up my thigh at an agonizingly slow pace, turning inwards along the way until the tips of her fingers graze the base of my cock. Her lips part with a wet sheen covering them. The muscles in my groin contract, making my shaft move in response to her touch.

I know what she’s doing, but this feels too good for me to stop her. If Tatyana thinks she can manipulate me, I’ll let her try. She’ll eventually find out she has no actual power over me.

After she makes me come.

Our eyes remain locked as she brushes the length of my shaft with her palm, riding up and down the length as it grows for her. When she reaches the tip, her fingers curl over, circling the head with enough pressure to keep my erection going, but not enough that I’d be able to come. It’s the perfect mix of pleasure and torture.

“On your knees,” I say in a low rumble.

Tatyana nods her head softly and follows my order, lowering herself so her head is in line with my cock. She looks up at me and I go weak at the sight of her waiting eyes. Her hands follow the sides of my thighs and hips, meeting to grasp my cock through the fabric of my pants. I let out a quiet groan, trying to keep myself together, but I want more. Watching her unbuckle my belt, I know Tatyana wants more from me. She pulls the zipper down and lowers the top of my pants a bit to let the entire length of my cock rise. It’s still contained in my boxers, but I’m more sensitive to her touch. She drags her lips up and down to tease me, and I struggle between staying in control and surrendering to Tatyana. She pulls my shaft completely out and watches it stand on end for her. A trail of pre-cum drips out. She catches it in her hand, raises her head so our eyes lock again, and sucks the juices off her fingers.

The idea of giving into Tatyana’s seduction makes me uneasy, but it feels too good to stop. Both of her hands circle my cock and start a slow pump up and down my length. My balls twitch at the pleasure and I feel a warmth pooling in them. Each pass of her hands radiates through my body, causing me to arc my lower torso to her.

I want more, deeper.

Tatyana wets her lips and grazes the head of my cock with them so gently I feel like I’ll explode. I look down at her and see a proud expression on her face. She knows she’s toying with me. A flash of outrage comes over me when I realize she has power over me right now, and I let it happen.

That’s changing right now.

I grab each of Tatyana’s wrists into my hands and pull them off my cock, startling her. As her mouth hangs open, I look down with fury churning inside of me. Still holding each of her hands, I bring the head of my cock against her pouting lips, running the bottom of my shaft against them. When I realign the head of my cock with the opening of her mouth, I lean over and hiss a command.

“Suck.”

Tatyana pauses, then opens her mouth wider as I pass my cock into it. My eyes roll back at the sensation. I pull myself back, feeling her tongue lapping at every bit of me that passes against it. When my head reaches her lips, I leave it there and Tatyana takes it from there, swirling her tongue, riding her lips up and down the dome of my cock. She moans as she continues to devour me and the sound of her enjoyment just makes me want more. I press my shaft further into her mouth and slide one hand around the back of her head, grabbing her hair into my fist. I hear gasps and choking coming from Tatyana, but she keeps accepting more of my shaft, straining to open her mouth when I’m as deep inside her as I can go.

“Davai,” I moan as I continue my slow thrusts into her. The tension in my balls raises to a simmer as I lose control of my breathing. Listening to Tatyana moaning and hungrily taking as much of me as she can is too much to bear. The tension in my groin collects as I pump faster into her mouth. Tatyana’s mouth strains to stay open for me, still taking all I offer her. The sight of it sends me over the edge and an orgasm rips through my core, tensing and releasing as my cum spills into Tatyana’s waiting mouth. Her lips stay tight around my shaft as she continues to swallow, her eyes drawn low as I release the last of myself into her.

Tatyana lowers herself and watches me tuck my cock into my pants. When I zip up, I kneel in front of her, looking at the proud little smile she has on her face. I grin back at her, letting her soak up her temporary triumph. “That’s my goodzaychik,” I say to her.

She looks at me with an almost beaming expression. My hand reaches for her hair again, feeling her silky curls tickle my palm. My smile fades as I grab hard, yanking her towards me. Tatyana shrieks as I pull her close enough for her breath to warm my face.

“But don’t think you’ve won any favors from me,” I growl before letting go and walking out of the library.

Chapter16

TATYANA

The overhead shower rains on me in large, gentle drops, converging to rivers on my skin before running off my body and towards the drain. The water is almost scalding, but I welcome the warmth and watch steam float up through the top of the shower doors. It reminds me of the shower I took when Viktor still had me locked in the cells. I sigh in frustration before shutting off the water and swinging the glass door open.

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