Page 16 of Love to Defy You
The two of them disappear, leaving me and Alek alone in the dark booth. I know my punishment is coming, except this time I’m not sure if I’ll enjoy it.
“You love to use other men to make me jealous, don’t you?” he asks, even though he already knows the answer. His tone is steady, and his expression is unreadable. “You like to push my buttons to see how far I’ll go.” He leans in closer, caging me in the booth to growl in my ear. “You remember what I did to Dmitry?”
With a hard gulp, I nod. Dmitry had a crush on me at the President’s Academy, and when we ran into each other at the Spring Festival in Andarusia, we hit it off. Alek didn’t like that.
The image of Dmitry emerging from the mirror maze bloodied and bruised is etched into my memory.
At the time, I was appalled, but now? The thought of him doing it again makes heat blaze in my core. I want Alek to go feral over me, to stake his claim and show the world how deep his obsession runs. To showmehow deep his obsession runs.
To be honest, I didn’t intend to use Enzo that way. He just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. A fly caught in my spiderweb by pure happenstance.
Alek places his hand on my knee and slides his fingers up my leg. “You love attention from other men. You crave it. You get off on it.”
I shudder as his hand slips under my skirt. “I can’t help it.”
“I know,malishka.”
His finger grazes my bare opening, and I suck in a sharp breath.
“I’m going to fingerfuck you in the middle of this restaurant,” he whispers. “Anyone could walk by and see you mewling like the little whore you are.”
An involuntary moan falls from my lips.
Alek smirks. “That turns you on, doesn’t it? When I humiliate you in front of other people and call you my little whore.”
“Y-yes...”
He shoves his finger inside, making me buck my hips.
“Fuck, you’re sopping wet,” Alek growls in my ear. “Did it turn you on when I caught you with Enzo?”
My eyes flutter closed as he adds a second finger. “Mm-hmm.”
“Did you want me to catch you?”
“Yes...”
He starts to move, sliding his fingers in and out, and the squelch it creates against my drenched folds is downright obscene. If anyone walks by, they’ll hear it.
“You can play your twisted little games with me,malishka.“ He runs his tongue along my cheek as he plays with my pussy. “I know that you love to tease other men, to draw them in to manipulate them—just to see if you can.” He curls his fingers inside, making me whimper with desire. “But you and I both know that they can never give you what you truly need.”
I angle my body toward him and spread my legs farther apart to give him better access. As I grind into his hand, I glance over his shoulder to see if anyone has noticed us doing filthy things in our dark little corner of the restaurant.
“No one knows you better than I do,” Alek murmurs, quickening his pace. “No one understands the darkness inside you like I do. No one else on this planet has seen you teetering on the edge, ready to end it all, and pulled you out of the depths of your pain.”
He slips his pinky into my rear hole, eliciting a loud gasp from my mouth. A middle-aged man sitting alone at a nearby tableglances up, but it takes him a moment to realize what we’re doing. His gaze meets mine for a split second before he stares down at his plate, and a scarlet flush blooms from his collar and onto his face.
Alek follows my line of sight, glancing over his shoulder before returning his focus to me. “Let him watch. Let every single man in this restaurant watch for all I care. But be prepared to accept the consequences of what I’ll do to them if they dare to touch what is mine.”
His fingers impale me in both holes, and I have to bite down on my hand to keep myself from crying out.
“The only one who can give you the pleasure you need is me,” Alek purrs. “I’ve ruined you for every other man, which makes me the only person on this earth who can make you come. You’remine.”
“Fuck, I’m so close,” I whisper.
Alek removes his fingers, leaving me a panting, sweaty mess with my legs spread, arousal dripping down my thighs.
“W-why did you stop?” I let out a stuttered gasp.
