Page 2 of Hostile Tyranny


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There are only three females in Bors’ life who can boss him around.

I take that back. There are only four humans walking this earth who can boss Bors around; me, Jade, Beth, and the man he trusted most.

Suddenly on my hands and knees, my ass high in the air and cunt ready for penetration, I smiled wickedly, knowing this man was about to make me swallow my words.

Like a detonation behind my eyes, I saw stars as his dick slammed into me, demanding an orgasm in mere strokes. I grunted, hard, with every sensational attack his cock delivered. “B-Bors…” I prayed as if walking through the pearly gates of heaven.

Bam! He slammed into me. “Too late for more of your smartass taunts.” Bam! Our bodies collided as he vowed, “You’re going to give me what—” Bam! “—I want.” Bam!

My body seized. My jaw locked. A sign of enlightened pleasure.

“There she is.” Bors was pleased and drove his shaft like the piston of a powerful engine.

A throaty sound savagely escaped my body, the one he now owned. Feeling possessed, all I could do was take the fantastic punishment of letting him rip one orgasm after another out of me, as though I were merely his toy.

Toe-curling flutters, soul-reaching blindness, and incredible whole-spirit sensations danced throughout the body that was no longer mine.

I had happily given it to him.

He was safe.

He was my champion.

He was the only man for me.

Supporting himself with a hand on the floor, his other cradled my chest, supporting my limp body as he now lowered me to rest.

Once I was flat on my stomach, Bors started to move off me, but I weakly cursed, “Don’t you dare.”

On top of me, his black rosary tickling a shoulder, he nuzzled my ear. “But you’re tired.”

“I gave you what you wanted. I can feel how drenched you are. Now it’s my turn.” Without another word, his hips began to rock, forcing more chills to break across my spent body. I sighed in delirium. “Yes, just like that.”

The night he brought me to his humble home, to shelter and care for his girls, I got to have this gentle side of my assassin. I was so tired but wanted—needed—the intimacy only my Champ could offer.

I’ll never forget that night or ever stop wanting it again.

Still by the Christmas tree, even though he had been just as amped as me moments ago, he became as tender as could be. Gentle kisses blessed my shoulders, my back, and my long red hair. “Ivy,” he whispered, “I love you.”

With so much peace in my heart, I said, “I love you, too, Bors.”

Those words sent him over the edge, and I felt him fill me…

Back in my silky, ivory negligée, I sat between dark thighs, leaning my back to Bors’ chest. His back was braced against the couch behind us. We were sharing a glass of whiskey while the white Christmas tree lights made the living room glow, mesmerizing us.

“Babe,” he said from over my head. “I have one last gift to give you.”

Not taking my eyes from the tree that had made my daughter smile all Christmas Day, I giggled. “Impossible. You bought me everything under the moon, Champ.”

Beth, Jade, and I received so many gifts from Bors, I was considering buying a bigger house so we could keep them all.

His next words caught my full attention due to his serious tone. “It’s not one I could buy from any store.”

I peered over my shoulder and up into his gorgeous brown eyes. “You okay?”

He appeared… emotional yet trying not to show it. “Yeah.” He shrugged. “Of course.”

Breaking free of his sweet embrace, I scurried to my knees and sunk my fingers into his bristly, short black hair. “What is it?”

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