He speaks a truth I’ve been running from my entire life. I’ve spent years building walls of positivity and routine, masking my true essence.
And with one touch from a man, my walls crumbled.
This man.
My monster.
Kolya’s fingers move faster, deeper, his other hand tangling in my hair. He pulls my head back to force me to look into his eyes, at the way he looms over my body.
“You were made for this. Made to be owned. Controlled. Cherished.”
The orgasm builds with shocking speed, a tidal wave I can’t outrun.
I cry out as it crashes over me, my body clenching around his fingers, my back arching into his touch. He works me through the relentless pleasure, drawing out every last shudder until I’m a gasping, quaking mess.
I’m not sure I’ll survive this man after all.
Chapter 26
Chloe
When the aftershocks finally subside, he withdraws his fingers, leaving me empty and aching for more. My body melts into the floor, and I barely register the coarse weave of the rug against my over-sensitive flesh.
In the dim light, his expression appears unreadable. “Get back up.”
His voice, rough with desire, injects me with renewed energy. I settle back on my heels, my thighs spread slightly.
He shakes his head. “No. On the floor. Face down, ass up.”
My heart hammers against my ribs as I comply, lowering my chest to the carpet, pressing my cheek against the scratchy fibers, presenting my exposed, vulnerable ass. I expect the blunt pressure of him, seeking entrance.
I want him inside me, filling the emptiness his fingers left behind.
Instead, his hands settle on my ass, spreading me open.
Then the wet heat of his tongue laps my dirtiest place.
I jerk forward, a gasp tearing from my throat.
I can’t decide if I’m trying to retreat or just shocked. The sensation isn’t unpleasant, but he…he can’t justdo that, can he?
He smacks my ass, the sting sharp against my already sensitized skin. “Don’t move.”
“But that’s my…you’re…I…” I fail to form a coherent sentence as his tongue slides over my puckered flesh.
He grabs my hips, yanking me back. “I know exactly what I’m doing. And if you move again, I’ll use my belt next time. Understand?”
The threat vibrates my body with a dark, illicit thrill.
I’ve never been spanked before tonight. Never even considered the possibility. But my pussy clenches with need at the thought of his belt slapping my skin. Just like his tongue’s doing now.
I guess tonight is a flurry of firsts.
“I understand.”
“Good.” He smooths his hand over the small of my back. “You’re doing so well, Chloe.” His voice, warmer and softer than just a moment ago, leaves me fizzy with happiness.
The approval only heightens my desire to please him.
