Page 26 of Beautiful Devil

After moving into the bedroom I’d awakened in, he kicked the door shut, the hard thudding sound reverberating into my ears. Then he dumped me onto the bed, immediately backing away. When he turned on a single light, the limited warm glow highlighting only a portion of the room, I stared in awe as he undressed. I’d always fantasized about a man built as if carved out of stone, but the sight of his massive body and teeming muscles took my breath away.

Even though my thighs were stained by his cum, my pussy aching from the intense round of fucking, I backed away, still unable to accept what had occurred between us. He took several deep breaths as he stared at me for a few seconds. Then he moved toward me, his actions predatory, ripping aside the sheets then dragging the slight protection of his shirt away from me.

“You need to let me go,” I said without any conviction. I shoved my hands against him, only forcing a smile to cross his face.

“I think you know that’s not going to happen.”

I twisted my lips in frustration, the scent of him lingering on every inch of my body, the lust I’d felt before rising to the surface once again.

“Don’t look so sad,mi hermosa flor. This is just the beginning.”

CHAPTER6

Kostya

I was unable to control my actions, the woman lying in my bed driving me to the point of madness. With every breath she took, every word out of her mouth, I was pulled further into a vacuum that I had no desire of being drawn into. The single thing I’d promised myself after entering this life was that no one would ever get close.

Not a single person who hired me to perform a job. Not anyone who purported themselves to be my friend. Not one employee, no matter how loyal. And certainly not a woman who had the opportunity to turn her tenuous hold into a weapon to use against me.

She’d already become a weakness, yet I couldn’t back away from what already belonged to me. There was no erasing what had occurred between us, the simple act of violence altering both our lives.

As soon as Emily attempted to crawl off the bed, I yanked her back by one arm, immediately crawling on the bed and straddling her lithe body. Her scent of arousal had become intoxicating, drawing me further into a black hole that continued to expand. As I’d done before, I dragged her arms over her head, easily capturing her wrists in one hand.

Her eyes burned into mine, never blinking as she wiggled her arms. She’d already found out that there was no method of escape, but I knew without a doubt she’d try again. That only made me want her even more. I’d known ruthless, powerful men who’d cowered in my presence, ultimately pleading for something I would never give them.

Salvation.

Even though she’d surrendered her body before, she refused to concede to my will. The thought of ultimately breaking her had already become a necessary drug, the tenseness and hunger in my body more intensified than just minutes before. She had a fire burning within her that remained dangerous, pushing limits that had never been done before.

As I pressed her knees apart with my leg, she remained relentless with her pointed stare. If she believed that my conscience would prevent me from taking her again, she was dead wrong. Now that I’d had a taste, my needs had been driven to the insatiable point.

I would never be able to get enough of her.

Her indifference to the fact I was a merciless man continued to intrigue me more than it should. For all the embroiled passion we’d just shared minutes before, her look of utter disdain was just another way of misbehaving. Apparently, her father had forgotten to teach her that when dealing with a madman, she should learn to placate him with her feminine wiles.

As soon as I lowered my head, she jerked hers away, trying desperately to keep from making any sounds, yet I heard the single moan. The sound was like the sweetest music, drawing me into a fevered state, my hunger knowing no bounds.

“Look at me, Emily,” I commanded, my tone harsher than I’d anticipated. She had a way of getting under my skin that no other woman had. When she didn’t obey, I pinched her chin between my thumb and forefinger, forcing her head forward. “When I give you an order, you will obey.”

“Why are you acting this way?”

Her question seemed rhetorical, odd given the fact her body was writhing beneath me. “I would think you’d know that answer by now. Because I take what I want.”

There was nothing simple about the smile she offered or the coldness in her eyes as she attempted to shut down what we’d just shared. She was formidable, one of the strongest women I’d ever met. Yet she would soon learn that she belonged to me, body and soul.

“It will never matter what you do to my body, Kostya. You will never claim anything else. Never.”

“I guess we shall see about that, won’t we?” I brushed my lips across her cheek, savoring her body’s immediate reaction, slight tremors pulsing beneath me. I took my time, allowing my mouth to explore, tasting every inch of her delicious skin. While she did everything in her power to ignore the rush of sensations, her body continued to betray her. As I shifted to her breast, I enjoyed alternating between making it sore then soothing her tender tissue, my eyes never leaving her face as she wiggled beneath my hold.

The scent of her arousal only further intoxicated me, my cock aching to the point there was no way I could hold back from taking her again but for so long.

Then I would claim her tight little asshole as mine.

As her moans escalated, a warming fury continued to build inside of me, a reminder that by all rights, I should punish her for disrupting my life. And for having the kind of father who’d deceived the wrong people. But as her emerald eyes turned darker, another round of lust replacing her hatred, I wasn’t able to act on my need for retaliation. I wrapped my fingers around her long strands of hair splayed out on the pillow, burying my face into her neck as I drank in her delicious scent.

Then I captured her mouth, kissing her as if this was the first time, dominating her tongue as she did everything that she could to break free of my hold. There was no doubt about her continued desire, her soft mews around the powerful kiss confirmation. Her sounds became strangled as if I was suffocating her. Even as I shifted a portion of my weight, I couldn’t get enough of her, my hunger more explosive than before. I drank from her mouth for a full minute before releasing my hold, crawling between her legs.

Emily gasped as I gathered her legs into my arms, pushing her knees against the sheets.

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