Page 47 of Bratva Bride

"I warned you, Arturo," she said menacingly.

I froze. "Warned me about what?"

"I told you from the get-go that I hate being told what to do and I hate being disrespected."

I cocked my head and arched an eyebrow. "Okay, I'll concede to the whole telling you what to do thing, but I've never disrespected you."

"The way you spoke to me out there. Your tone of voice, the words you used, the way you just dismissed what I was saying . . .thatwas disrespectful. Especially in the presence of others. I'm your fiancé, soon to be wife. Not one of your goddamn soldiers you order around," she scowled.

I groaned, rubbing a hand down my face. "I'm not going to apologise for that. Your safety is and always will be my number one concern. You can be pissed about that. I don't care. But I will keep you safe, even if you don't want me to."

I could see her anger spiking, her fist clenching tightly around the hilt of her knife.

Fuck, of course I’d be making it worse. Comforting women wasn’t exactly my strong suit. If they got upset, I’d just leave. Never had to give a shit before.

"I'll admit, I shouldn't have spoken to you so abruptly in front of others, so I will apologise for that. Next time, we'll disagree in private. How does that sound?" I asked, giving her the smirk I know she loved so much.

Her grip loosened slightly on her knife and her face started to soften. "I understand why you want me to have extra guards. I do. And I'm willing to concede. Just don't talk to me like you own me."

I gave her a wicked smile as I walked slowly towards her. I ran my eyes up and down her sexy body, stopping a little too long on her breasts and enjoying the way colour rose to her cheeks at my perusal.

"But I do own you,kotenok,"I said seductively as I moved behind her. I lowered my lips to her ear, loving the fact her breath hitched as I slowly ran my tongue over her earlobe. "I own every single inch of you." I ran a finger down her arm, watching as goosebumps rose all over her skin. "And soon, everyone will know it."

She moaned as she unconsciously started moving closer to me. “Why do you keep calling me kitten?” she asked breathlessly.

I tilted the chair back so it balanced on two legs and spun it around so she faced me. I picked her up by her hips, shoving the chair aside so I could plop her right on the edge of the table. She gasped in surprise. “Because that’s what you are. A vicious little kitten that will claw my eyes out the second I piss you off,” I whispered over her lips. “And I fucking love it.”

“Do you?” she purred, wrapping her legs around my waist and arms around my neck.

I gripped her chin roughly and kissed her. Devoured her. Smothered her with my mouth and tongue as I held her completely still with my finger and thumb, digging into her skin. She moaned and gripped my hair tightly, pulling me closer as she ground against my cock unashamedly.

I was already hard, rock fucking hard, and her movements made pleasure shoot down my spine. I grunted as she picked up speed, moving faster and faster, dry humping the fuck out of me like her life depended on it while her lips moved against mine, fighting for dominance, for control. Her body shuered as she chased her pleasure and I knew by the way her breathing turned rapid that she was close to achieving it.

I ripped her fingers from my hair and shoved her back until she smacked into the table, pinning her hands above her head. She mewled, exactly like a fucking kitten and fought my hold, trying to reach out to me, to touch me, but I held her in place firmly.

“Uh, uh, uh,” I taunted, squeezing her wrists. “Something you need to learn early,kotenok,” I murmured, staring down at her. “I’m in control here, not you. You’ll get your pleasure, but only when I allow it.”

Her eyes turned to ice and she glared at me. “Are you fucking serious?” she hissed, like the angry little kitten she was.

I smirked and slowly trailed a hand down her body, keeping her wrists firmly secured in my other hand. I cupped her pussy roughly, grounding my palm against her clit. “This here is mine now, which means your pleasure is mine, too. You come when I say you can come, not a moment sooner.”

“Then tell me to come.”

I chuckled and licked her cheek slowly, dragging my tongue over her skin. “You’ve got to earn that first.”

“How the fuck do I do that?!” she snapped angrily.

“By being a good girl.”

“Oh, you son of a-”

I slapped her pussy. Hard. She jolted and yelped in surprise. Lust burned in her eyes.

“Name calling isn’t being a ‘good girl’, is itkotenok?”I whispered against her skin.

“No,” she groaned, squirming under the weight of my body.

I pressed her deeper into the table and bit her neck lightly, just enough for her to feel the slight sting of my teeth. “It’s important you understand exactly what kind of man I am in the bedroom, Illayana. That’s the one place I will not accept disobedience. But don’t worry, you’ve got plenty of time to learn what’s expected of you.” I gave one more quick nip and then pulled back completely, removing my body from hers and stepping back. "Now, I have an appointment with a guest you have in the house.”

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