My balls tightened painfully. Days without release. My come spurted into her as the climax took over.
I groaned as white noise filled my ears. I came long and hard. Filling her up. Doing the job that was required.
Heavy breaths filled the room as we tried to stabilise our hearts.
I held myself inside her. It could help to lock my seed in.
That's what I told myself.
Chapter 26
Iskra
On my back again. Looking at the ceiling again.
Humiliated. Ashamed. And furious at myself for being unable to shut him out — for finding the stride, for the sounds I made, for the way my body answered him every single time regardless of what my mind decided in advance.
He groaned.
I blinked.
He rummaged beside the bed and I felt him slide pillows beneath my hips again. Then he rolled off me and lay on his back.
I glanced at him.
His arm was thrown across his eyes. He didn’t move.
I looked away.
Then looked back.
Could he hurt Ruslan? Was it an empty threat?
I bit my lip and returned to the ceiling.
He wouldn’t do it himself. The Pakhan gave orders—he didn’t do the dirty work. That's what his brotherhood was for. Minions to do his bidding.
But that wasn’t the same as safe.
It wasn’t worth the risk.
He shifted beside me.
I didn’t look.
Padded footsteps. The rustle of clothes. A pause.
Then the click.
I exhaled slowly.
I could still feel his fingers around my neck. The imprint on my hips and the feel of his swollen cock inside me. My nipples tingled from his harsh treatment. The cool air didn’t help.
I reached for the duvet.
He would be back in the morning.
And start the cycle all over again.
