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Does she even know what that means? She’s my sunshine. She’s my everything. I sit up and lean over her naked body, my cock in my hand, playing the swollen head over her clit. I savor the sight of the two of us, everything meaningless stripped away until we’re just a man. Just a woman. Meant to be together.

“Elyah,” she breathes.

My heart swells in answer. I have her now, always, no matter what comes next. “You want me? You need me?”

Her teeth sink into her lower lip and guilt flashes through her eyes, but she nods.

“You have to ask for it, Lilia. I want to hear you say the words.Fuck me please, Elyah. Say it in Russian.Trakhni menya pozhaluysta.”

“Trakhni…” she whispers in faltering Russian.

“Trakhni menya pozhaluysta, Elyah.”

Lilia reaches out and wraps her hand around my length, slowly running her fingers up and down the veins, the swollen head of my cock. Squeezing me. Stroking me. “Trakhni menya…”

“Pozhaluysta,” I whisper, caught in the prison of her touch.

“Pozhaluysta, Elyah.” She cups the nape of my neck and draws my face down to hers, kissing me with her lips open. Letting me devour her.

My woman.

Mine.

“I wanted you the first time I saw you,” she confesses. “I tried not to look at you. Think about you. I could feel you before I ever touched you.”

I grasp my cock and push it down her lips to her entrance. “I have not stopped thinking about you since the first night I saw you. I have ached for you, Lilia.”

I’m on the cusp of thrusting into her when there’s a knock on the front door.

No.

Not fucking now.

Lilia’s hands freeze on my shoulders. I’m held on a knife’s edge between desolation and utter bliss. She’s spread open for me, panting for me, her pussy juices coating my cock. One thrust, and I’ll be home.

“I know you’re in there, Elyah,” a loud, bored voice calls. Vasily, the only other one of Ivan’s men who doesn’t have a woman at home. “Stop playing with your dick and get out here. I want to get some food.”

I grit my teeth and squeeze my eyes shut. The universe fucking hates me.

Vasily’s knocking becomes an angry pounding. “Your car is out front. Open the door.”

Lilia covers her face in horror and draws her knees together as she realizes who it is. With a groan, I wrench my body away from hers and sit up. She grabs her clothes and dives for the closet, closing the door behind her.

“Where is your car?” I ask softly through the wood.

“I parked two streets away.”

Thank fuck for that.

“I’ll get rid of him. Just stay there. Don’t…” Don’t go anywhere. Don’t change your mind,solnyshko.

My hand slides down the wood, her silence piercing me with agony. No one will find out about us. I’ll do whatever it takes to keep her safe.

“I am coming,mudak,” I growl as I pull on my jeans and stalk toward the front door.Asshole.

I wrench it open and see Vasily’s stupid fucking face staring back at me. “What? I was sleeping.”

“I’m bored. Let’s get some food.”

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