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A shudder ran through me, part fear, part something I couldn’t name.

“Let me go,” I gasped, twisting beneath him, my wet skin slick against his.

He didn’t.

Instead, his hand slid between my cheeks, his fingers pressing against the sensitive skin of my untouched hole.

“What are you doing?” My voice wavered, raw with panic, but there was something else underneath. A traitorous curiosity. A dark, forbidden thrill that sent heat curling through my stomach.

He didn’t answer.

The pop of a cork sent a new wave of panic through me, and then warm, viscous liquid drizzled over my skin, seeping between my cheeks, coating me.

His fingers returned, spreading the oil, circling, teasing, pushing just slightly, just enough that I tightened my muscles in protest.

I trembled. “Kostya. Wait. I’ll be good.”

“We are well beyond that,” he murmured.

I twisted, trying to get away, but the movement only sent more water sloshing over the edge of the tub, sparkling bubbles spilling across the floor in scattered pools. My body rigid, braced for his painful touch.

His palm cracked down on my ass, the sharp sting stealing the breath from my lips.

I gasped, the shock of it stunning me just long enough for him to shift behind me, his body pressing closer, his grip unyielding.

“You will learn,moy zaichonok.” His voice was dark, deep, curling around me like a velvet snare.

I was shaking. From the heat, from the humiliation, from the unbearable pull of something I didn’t want to name.

Behind me, thick and hard, the blunt head of his cock pressed between my cheeks, insistent. Claiming.

“Kostya, no,” I whimpered, my body tightening even more. “Not there… you won’t fit.”

His fingers dug into my hips as his lips brushed my ear. “With you, babygirl, I will always fit.”

And then, with one slow, relentless push, he buried himself inside my ass.

CHAPTER 37

KOSTYA

When my cock sank deep into her, I had to fight every primal instinct in my body not to spill inside her with the first thrust.

Fuck. She was tight. Hot.

The way her virgin ass clenched around me, the way her body took me, swallowed me whole, was going to haunt me. Every time I closed my eyes, I would see this. Feel this.

This woman was going to be the death of me.

And I would die a happy man.

Gritting my teeth, I forced myself to pull back. This was supposed to be a lesson, a punishment, but fuck, the way my cock swelled, the way my balls ached to claim her, we were both learning something tonight.

The fight was slipping from her.

She still gripped the edge of the tub as if it were the only thing anchoring her, but she didn’t twist away, didn’t try to run. Her ass stayed in the air, her body trembling, submission curling around the edges of her defiance.

Good girl.

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