Page 44 of Her Vicious Angel

My eyes prickled with tears but my primary emotion was a smoldering rage.

I turned away as I saw his father move to sit next to Andrei. He bent to whisper something in his son’s ear.

I was a little surprised that no one immediately came over to claim me. How embarrassing. Maybe Andrei was going to be forced to gift me to some long-forgotten relative. A disgraced septuagenarian great-uncle or something.

But then I realized why no one else had stepped up when I felt a strong masculine hand running gently up my back. The feel of his calluses on my naked skin sent shivers down my spine.

Dmitri.

He ran another hand up my back and then lightly across my collarbone.

“You look beautiful,” Dmitri said, placing both hands around my waist and drawing me closer to him. I could feel his erection pressing up against my back.

I was trembling with fear and anticipation. I looked over at Andrei. His father was still whispering in his ear, but his unbearably sexy face was looking at me and he seemed furious. I didn’t know if it was the fury of an angel or a devil, but he would have looked equally at home with either supernatural entity.

Yulia put her hands down her skirt and started feeling herself, as Ekaterina came over and bent her red lips down and took Yulia’s pink nipple into her own mouth.

I turned away resolutely from Andrei, and Dmitri flipped me around to face him. His dark eyes raked up and down my body, taking in every inch of me. He looked at my face then leaned down to kiss me, his hand on my chin. And then I knew. Dmitri wasn’t just doing this to get revenge on Andrei for the broken nose that was still purple and swollen. He desired me. He had been waiting for any opportunity to take me.

Petrovics don’t ask for permission.

What choice did I have?

I wouldn’t give Andrei the satisfaction of seeing me try to shove Dmitri away, although I wanted to scream and rage.

Dmitri suddenly picked me up and placed me on the table, standing between my legs with his thick thighs, forcing me to spread mine wider. He stepped toward me and bent me backwards. He put one big hand on my back to hold me up, then he ran calloused fingers down my neck, stopping at the curve of my breasts.

He ran a hand down to my panties.

“I can make you wet,” he said in a low voice, his eyes darkening impossibly further.

He put a thick finger on my slit.

I gasped with the contact. I closed my eyes, my body tensed and expecting to meet Dmitri’s, when I heard a furious noise.

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ANDREI

“Any one of them will ride my cock any time I want. So what makes you think your plan for this arranged marriage is going to work?” I ask my father.

Because there’s no way he knows everything I just said was a goddamn lie.

I’d burn the world down to get Cerise. I have to have her like I’ve never had to have a woman in my life.

But he doesn’t need to know the hold she has over me.

My father comes over to sit next to me. I eye him grimly as he leans over close to my ear.

“I know you gave out the order for no one to claim her,” he says. “I countermanded it. Anyone who claims Cerise will be protected by me.”

My body fills with white-hot rage.

Someone else claimher? Over their dead body.

My eyes flash to Cerise.

She’s standing with fuckingDmitribehind her.

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