Page 26 of Villain's Prey

“Liar.” A tear slips free, and he fucking kisses it! Sergei Taletti kisses my tears away. I could’ve never imagined this in a million years.

“I told you I was.”

“You did.” I smile at him. “Go, take me all for yourself.”

He lets out a groan as he begins to start thrusting in and out of me again. All the pain falls away. The only thing left is pleasure and something else deep inside of me that I’m scared to name.

“So damn tight,” he grunts. I flex my sex. “Brat,” Sergei growls. “Need you with me.” He props himself on one arm while using the other to reach between us, his fingers finding my clit. The man is better at it than I am. Then again, he spent hours down there last night. “Give it to me.” He strokes my clit faster.

“Sergei!” I cry out. The orgasm is like an electric current running through my whole body. Sergei ruts into me a few more strokes before his whole body tenses over me. A deep, low groan rips from him as his warm release spills into me.

When I’m floating down from the high of the orgasm, I realize we hadn’t used protection.

What would happen if a Taletti and a Fernandino had a baby?

I guess maybe we will see… if I live that long.

17

SERGEI

She naps beside me, her mouth slightly open, her dark lashes dusting across the tops of her cheeks. A beauty, one that’s stolen away every rational thought from my head. She’s stolen more than that, too, if I’m honest with myself.

I never thought I’d want someone. Not like this. Lust is one thing, but what I feel for Olivia is so much bigger. Like a nuclear fucking explosion that’s charred and shattered everything that came before. She’s the after. The blank slate. The new world.

Running a finger down her soft cheek, I simply stare at her. It doesn’t make sense. Not when I think of how short a time I’ve known her, when I think about the reason I got her in my clutches in the first place. She was supposed to be a victim, nothing more. But now? Now she’s everything.

“You’re being creepy,” she mumbles, her eyes fluttering open.

“Am I?” I run my thumb along her lips, then press it inside. Her tongue is soft, warm, and wet. My cock surges back to life.

She closes her lips around my thumb and sucks gently.

I groan and pull my thumb out.

She smacks her lips. “Staring at people when they’re asleep is definitely creepy.”

“Not people. You.” I cup her cheek and kiss her, tasting her sweetness as I climb on top of her.

She spreads her legs for me, inviting me closer, giving me her trust. I take it and press my cock against her slick skin, her pussy hot and still wet for me.

My tongue caresses hers, our breaths mingling as I ease inside her slowly. I know I shouldn’t. I know I should let her rest, give her time. But I can’t stop myself, can’t stop feeling her inside and out.

She moans, her back arching as she grabs my shoulders. “Sergei.”

Fuck, I love my name on her lips. I surge inside her, my body going tight at the sheer pleasure of her, all of her.

“You like that, princess?” I move in slow strokes, fucking her sweetly as she stares up at me.

“Yes.”

“Tell me what you need.” I grab the inside of her knee and push it up, opening her to me even more. “Tell me.”

“This. You,” she breathes.

I look down at where we’re joined, at where my thick cock slides into her pink skin. I almost come from the sight of it. Pornographic and perfect–we were meant to be joined like this, to be one.

Leaning down, I claim one of her nipples in my mouth. She runs her fingers through my hair and pulls the strands as I suck her and fuck her, working her with my hips while I taste her tits. Her moans spur me on, lighting a fire low in my gut as I move faster.

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