His smile slowly faded. “It is Oskai, an indication my methods are aggressive and unyielding.”
“Against your enemies.”
I lifted my gaze while he nodded. I wasn’t certain if he was trying to scare me away, but I didn’t care. I was going nowhere. Not only because I didn’t want to, but because of his possessive nature.
As soon as I crawled my fingers toward his cock, he stiffened, watching me while I fingered his throbbing cock. Even with the low level of lighting, I was captivated by the pulsing veins on both sides. He was huge, the size taking my breath away.
While biting my lip to keep from moaning, I raked the tip of my nail down one side, finally taking the opportunity to wrap my hand around the base. Holy shit. He was even larger than I’d thought, my hand barely fitting around the circumference.
Additional sensations rocketed down my arm. Within seconds, he took my hand into his, pulling my fingers to his lips. I watched in fascination with my heart thudding as he kissed my fingers, finally placing my palm against his heart.
Then as if capturing the spell once again, he gently pushed me down, crowding over me. Without pressing the full weight of his body on mine, he brushed hair from my face. As soon as he nuzzled his face into my neck, I shuddered audibly.
His tongue found the shell of my ear, darting the tip in a circle before pulling away. Using his knee, he pressed my legs further apart, shifting so he could grasp his cock. With his eyes never leaving mine, he pressed his cockhead against my pussy lips.
“Just breathe for me, my angel. Try and relax.” For a gruff and unyielding man, to know he was concerned about how I felt struck me strangely.
My father had to be wrong about him, excusing his horrible behavior by lying about what Kazimir was capable of.
As he leaned over me, I gripped both his arms, wrapping one leg around his massive thigh. He was slow and steady pushing into me and the moment I winced from a hint of pain, he stopped, waiting until I was used to just how large he truly was.
Only when I nodded did he start again. I held my breath as another flash of discomfort hit me, yet I refused to make a sound. The last thing I wanted was for him to stop. He crowded my space, the tips of his fingers stroking my face while he pushed another inch inside, stretching my muscles.
With one final push, I sensed he was fully seated inside. I dug my fingernails into his arms, certain I was hurting him. But I needed to hold him to feel grounded.
His exhale was scattered, words whispered in Russian that seemed to echo instead of register. I finally opened my eyes, staring into his as he rocked me gently. The pressure was intense, but when the shock of his size wore off, I realized I was finally tasting a little private slice of heaven.
He held his position buried deep inside for several seconds and when he pulled out, I was certain he was abandoning the passion.
“Don’t go!” I mewed.
Every time he smiled, I felt another part of me crumbling into tiny pieces.
“I’m not going anywhere, little healer.” He drove into me again, his chest rising and falling as he did everything in his power tocontain his need to lose control. When he rubbed his hand down my bent leg, gripping my knee, I laughed nervously.
I palmed his chest, kneading his muscles as a cat would do, trying to absorb every detail, memorizing every inch of his face. This time, when he pulled his cock free until only the tip was inside, a more mischievous look crossed his face. The thrust was harder than before, my pussy responding by clamping across the thick invasion.
After repeating the action, I slipped my other leg around him, intertwining my feet. He lifted a single eyebrow, obviously amused that I was finally coming out of my shell. I blamed him for indulging me.
He seemed freer, pushing up from the ground. With his handsome face hovering over me, I was allowed to continue enjoying the sight of him while he fucked me.
“Don’t forget me,” I whispered, quelling the heavy emotions as much as possible.
His expression softened. “You will always be the innocent flower who found and healed me, a beautiful woman I could never forget. Perhaps one day, we’ll meet again. If we do, I promise you things will be different. You will be mine.”
“Promise?” I managed, every inch of me tingling.
“Yes, my sweet angel. I promise.”
And for those incredible moments, I knew I had to be the luckiest girl in the world.
CHAPTER 12
Kazimir
Where my father had always issued warnings, stark and detailed descriptions about what would happen should an event or betrayal occur, I’d always issued promises.
I’d found them extremely effective, a soft reminder that lurking beneath my perfectly pressed suit there was a monster lurking in the shadows who only needed to whisper.
