He doesn’t let me wiggle away, keeping my legs trapped in his arms as he lowers his mouth to my clit again.
“Gavriil!” The gasp rips from me as he sucks, making my stomach twist in pleasure.
“Again,” he tells me before getting back to work.
“Again?” I question him, my heart pounding as familiar tension builds low in my stomach.
Gavriil thrusts his fingers into me quicker, curling deep to hit that same spot. “Scream my name again, Alina.”
I already feel a second orgasm rising within me as he flicks his tongue against my clit. He knows what’ll throw me over the edge the fastest.
I’m so hot, so turned on, my chest rising and falling as I breathe heavier. I drop my head back against the table, looking up at the ceiling as the tension grows more intense.
There’s no stopping it. He has me ready to shatter again.
Gavriil is determined, registering every sound and reaction that I make. He angles his fingers differently when I let out a shuddery breath. He licks me softer when my thighs tremble in his hold.
Maybe war strategy isn’t his thing, but he certainly knows his way around my body and how to get what reactions he wants out of me.
As my second orgasm thunders closer, I push my fingers into his hair and lift my hips, needily grinding against his face. Sheer desperation for bliss takes hold of me, and I don’t care what I have to do to come again.
“D-Don’t stop,” I beg him. “More…please…”
Gavriil growls against me again, and I can already imagine how hard he probably is right now. No doubt he’ll demand I repay the favor afterwards. The thought of him putting me on my knees, using my mouth to come undone sends me over the edge.
“Oh, God! Gavriil, yes!” I breathe out as my orgasm hits, rippling through me like tidal waves. I tremble beneath his mouth, losing all of my strength and energy in one go until I feel boneless.
Gavriil slips his fingers out of me, but he isn’t finished quite yet. He lowers his head and drags his tongue over my entrance all the way back up to my clit, lapping up my wetness.
I shudder, my body completely spent. Desire fogs my mind as I slowly push myself up onto my elbows, my eyes sinking to the bulge in his slacks as he straightens up. I expect him to undo his belt and push me to my knees, but he doesn’t reach for himself.
Gavriil wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, breathing heavier than normal. His eyes look darker, still hungry for more.
I watch him, wondering what he’s going to do next. Is he going to move away from me and act like this never happened? Fuck me to get another step ahead of his brother?
How far am I willing to go to break him?
Unfortunately, this is another moment when I can’t read him.
Gavriil leans down again, planting his hands on either side of my head. He doesn’t hold my gaze long before pressing a soft, almost timid kiss against my lips. Like he doesn’t understand what he’s doing.
I part my lips against his, tasting myself on his tongue. Sharing that with him turns me on more than I expect, and I can’t stop myself from kissing him deeper.
Gavriil slides one hand under my head, his fingers pushing into my hair. His cock is heavy against my inner thigh, making my head spin with heat.
I ache to have him inside of me, and that thought spurs the guilt that I can’t fully bury. I shouldn’t do this, not even to try to help Dominik, but every kiss Gavriil presses against my lips quiets my thoughts more and more. There’s nothing but me and him right now, tangled together in a kiss that takes my breath away.
“Sleep in my bed with me tonight.”
His whispered words make me freeze. My eyes fly open. “What?”
“You heard me,” Gavriil replies, tilting his head so that he can kiss along my jaw. “Don’t choose the cage.”
So that’s what this was about? Going down on me was a bribe to get me into his bed?
He knew after two orgasms I would agree to pretty much anything.
Sleeping with him is a dangerous move. It’s hard enough to resist him when we’re just standing next to each other. Tucked under the same blanket with only inches between us is lethal.
