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I jolt, shutting my mouth as my hand drops down.

Nonetheless, I don’t look up.

“Eyes on me, little rainbow.”

The gentleness in his tone has me obeying.

The carnal lust in his metallic gaze makes me squeeze my thighs together. Bending to my eye level, he says, “First, you’re going to lose the shyness around me. Second, you will not assume what I want or not unless I explicitly tell you. Third, you being a virgin doesn’t change anything. I wouldn’t care if you slept with a hundred men in the past or zero, because from now on, I’m the only man who fucks and worships you.”

“You still want me?”

“I could never not want you, little siren. You enchant me.” Kissing my lips, he groans, “I won’t lie that I’m hard at the thought of being the only one who’ll know your body inside out. The one who’s going to claim your untouched cunt and wear the bloody proof of it on my cock. But do you know what else I feel above it all?”

“How?”

“Lucky. Blessed. That you fell into my lap. That I’m your first. That out of every man out there, you chose me.”

“You’ve enchanted me ever since the first time I laid eyes on you too.”

A small smile. A caress on my cheek with a knuckle, he straightens. Under hooded eyes, he rasps, “I want you naked, Iris. I’ve been dying waiting for the moment you strip bare for me. I need to see the color of your nipples, the dip in your belly, your tight pussy, to the tips of your toes. I want to memorize every beautiful inch. Be a good little girl and show me.”

The awe and desperation in his command shift something inside me, and I whisper, “Yes,sir.”

Chapter Forty-Nine

Kian

“Yes, sir.”

Listening to the husky and submissive whisper, I all but lunge at her, before pulling on my restraint. Depraved thoughts run rampant through my head.

The wicked things I’m going to teach her.

Corrupt her.

All the filthy ways I’ll bring her pleasure.

Fuck! I knew Iris was innocent, but I never in my wildest dreams thought how much. So naïve she felt that I’d hate it. That I wouldn’t lose my mind over stealing her virginity.

What sane man wouldn’t want to be the first of the woman of his dreams?

If an inkling in my soul believed I’d be here one day with a girl who calls me her love and wishes to be with me, I would have waited to be just hers.

Christ! I would’ve waited for my little rainbow.

She’s here now.

And I’m never letting her go.

“Lose the top, rainbow.” Her hands, which are glued to the glass behind her, lift to the thin straps on her slender shoulders. Back arching, she tugs. “Slowly. Without taking your eyes off me.”

Her throat bobs, giving away her nerves.

“You’re sexy, Iris. Perfect. The most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen.” Inside and out. “You’ve got nothing to hide. Not from me. So, trust me and let go.”

I want to coax out the filthy girl I watched finger fuck herself on camera after she got so hot and bothered just by listening to my voice.

Afraid to push her too fast, I hold my darker urges at bay.

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