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My heart races at his words, because surely he wouldn’t do that. A tiny voice in the back of my head says, He’s a power-hungry killer, of course he’d fucking do it!

“I love you more than life itself, but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t enjoy fucking your sweet face while you’re unconscious.”

I moan again, and truth be told, it’s not because I’m upset. Part of me likes the idea of him using my body however he wants, even if I’m not awake to witness it. God, that’s all kinds of fucked up, and I promise myself I’ll examine it later, possibly in a therapy setting, but for now, I’m too busy drooling shamelessly and trying to ignore the lightheaded feeling that’s getting stronger with each passing second.

When I let out another whimper and dig my nails into his abs, he finally lifts me off his cock by my hair. The sharp sting mixes with the lust running through me, and when I get that first lungful of air, it becomes a potent cocktail of pure need. My eyes are heavy-lidded and glazed over when I look up and meet his.

He runs his thumb over my swollen lips and says, “I think you’re finally ready, little bunny.”

Chapter 11

Kirill

Her eyes widen at my words as she sucks in a quick breath. I’ve never seen anything as beautiful as Lydia, the woman who crawled on her hands and knees for me and almost made herself pass out on my cock because she didn’t want to move without my permission. She’s perfect, absolutely fucking perfect, and she’s about to become all mine.

Wrapping my arms around her, I pick her up and carry her to the bed. She sits and watches me as I undress, worrying her bottom lip, unable to take her eyes off the cock that’s hard as fucking steel and more than ready to be inside her. Wanting to keep her in the thigh highs and garter belt, I run my hands up her legs and snake my fingers under the soaking wet lace of her thong. In one quick motion, I rip the lace, exposing the pussy that I’ll never be able to get my fill of. I toss the pieces aside, groaning at the sight of her.

“Your little cunt is dripping for me, little bunny.” I run a finger up her slit, coating my finger and bringing it to my mouth so I can taste her again. “My girl’s a sloppy wet mess.”

Her lips part at my words, and the feral look in her eyes has me nearly losing control. She parts her thighs wider for me, but when she meets my eyes again, I see the worry in them.

“What’s wrong?” I cup her face and lean closer. “We can stop, baby. If you don’t want to do any more, I need you to tell me.”

“No, I want to,” she says in a quick rush, but then her eyes dart back to my cock. “I don’t think you’re going to fit,” she whispers, and I can’t help but smile at her innocence.

“I’ll fit, little bunny, don’t worry about that.” I run my hand down her stomach and press the palm of my hand against her pussy as I slide my thumb into her. She moans and clamps down on me, nearly making my eyes roll back in my head. “You’re going to spread so goddamn good for me.”

I run a slippery finger over her clit, smiling when she throws her head back on a moan and fists the bedding. Switching my fingers, I bring my thumb to her swollen bundle of nerves and slide two fingers into her tight, wet pussy, working her until her whole body is shaking and the room is filled with her sexy moans and the erotic wet sounds of her arousal. When she starts to come, she clenches around me even tighter, sucking my fingers in even deeper and moaning my name as she comes undone. My dick swells even more, desperate to get inside her, and as soon as I feel her body start to relax, I slide my fingers out and hover my body on top of hers.

Fisting my cock, I guide my head to her drenched slit and meet her beautiful blue eyes. “Are you sure?” I ask her. “Because once I get inside you, I may never leave.”

She smiles like I’m joking, and nods her head. “I’m sure.” She rests her palms on my face, pulling me closer. “I love you, Kirill, and I want this.”

My heart nearly breaks at her words. No one’s ever told me they love me, never given themselves to me in the way that Lydia has. I’m completely lost to her. She owns every damn part of me, and I will never want anyone but her.

“I love you too,” I tell her and then slowly slide in.

She winces when I push past her body’s natural resistance, filling her with my thick head and making her mine.

“You’re doing so good, zaika.” I cup her face and kiss her gently, knowing there’s a hell of lot more cock she needs to take before this is over. “Just relax, baby. I need you to be a good girl and take all of me.”

“I will,” she whispers, even as her eyes start to water when I give her another inch.

“Fuck,” I groan, running my tongue up her cheeks, licking the salty tears from her as I give her more.

“Kirill,” she gasps, clinging to me so tightly that her whole body is tense and shaking. “It’s too big.”

I can’t help but smile against her lips.

“Are you smiling?”

I laugh at her tone and lift my head enough so I can see her face. “I’m sorry, baby, but you telling me my cock is huge and that you don’t think your pussy can take it will always make me smile.” I give a soft shrug. “I’m happy to prove to you that your pussy can in fact take it, but I still love hearing it.”

“I’m not so sure it can. You’re almost all the way in, right?”

She frowns at my big smile. “About halfway,” I tell her.

“Holy shit,” she whispers.

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