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“I’d rather turn you into a good girl.”

At that, Leo pulls out my legs by the ankle and tugs me down by the hair. The second the back of my head hits the mattress, he takes my arm. But in order to do that, he’s forced to let go of both my ankle and my hair.

I don’t want to be tied up again. So, I do the last fucking thing I should.

I struggle.

Of course, it’s the wrong move.

Like a flash of lightning, Leonid is on top of me. His knees pin down my arms at the biceps as he straddles over my stomach. His weight is suffocating, and before I can manage to scream, he’s tied up my left wrist to the bedpost.

“Please, not again…” I beg, my voice so high-pitched and raspy it might as well be a dog whistle.

So much for acting tough.

“If you do as I say, then this time won’t last as long as last time, otherwise it will last even longer. Understand?”

Foolishly, I test out my new restraint by pulling out. That’s not the answer Leonid was looking for, and his hand shoots out to grab me around the jaw. But I’ve lost my senses, and I turn my head before he can snatch my face.

It doesn’t help. In fact, the grip Leonid gets on me this way is much worse than it would have been otherwise.

Instead of grabbing me around the jaw, three of his strong thick fingers fall onto my lips, smashing them against his furious force.

The angle makes it hard to breathe… but what’s worse is that it makes Leonid’s scent inescapable. His earthy musk blasts into my nostrils and instantly, I can’t think of anything other than how he spanked me… of how good that pain felt.

In response to that searing memory, an unexpectedly strong sigh tears up my throat and my back arches sharply enough that my belly pushes directly into Leonid’s ass and thighs. Beneath his pants, I feel something dislodge. Something huge. Something familiar.

He’s rock fucking hard.

He’s enjoying this.

The twisted bastard.

“Let go of me!” I try to beg, but my words are muffled by his giant hand.

“Are you ready to behave?” Leonid asks.

“… Yes,” I rasp, nodding my head in shameful defeat.

After a moment of consideration, Leonid gives my face one last push, almost as if he’s savoring the touch of my lips. Then, I’m free. Well, my face is.

My beastly captor still straddles on top of me, staring down like a wild animal ready to devour its dinner. The pressure from his body is still suffocating, but something else has appeared with the discovery of his erection.

The molten pressure has returned to my core. It’s swirling like a nuclear reactor. My entire body just wants to pound up and into my captor. But I fight tooth and nail to go limp.

What Leonid does next doesn’t help.

He wipes the hand that was just pressed against my lips down his face, stopping at his own lips. Without any subtlety, he takes a big fucking whiff.

I can feel his huge cock grow even bigger

My whole body shakes with fear… and desire.

Holy fuck. This is bad. This is so fucking bad.

When Leonid finally drops his hand again, there’s a new look in his eyes. The cold, calculating prince is gone. Even the blue fire has vanished. In its place, something raw and primal has arrived. Something wild.

“I’m going to ask you a question, Sophia. And I want you to answer honestly. Can you do that?”

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