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I smirk. Maybe it’s the last thing I should do, considering everything that’s happened. I shouldn’t let myself fall so effortlessly into this deep hunger. She’s a virgin. I need to remember that, remind myself of it, but that could be a bad idea, too. It would mean dwelling on the fact nobody’s ever touched her body like that before.
“Maybe we should go somewhere more private.”
She looks around the dusty landscape. “Like where?”
“There’s a small cave a few minutes that way.” I nod, the end of my cock aching as it presses against my pants, my balls feeling ready to explode.
This is my brother’s wife-to-be. This woman might have to marry Dimitri if we can’t figure out how to save this city. I’ll have to stand there, hating myself, watching, knowing this is the worst thing that could’ve happened to us all—my brother,hiswoman, Lia, my Mila, and me.
“Oh,” Mila says in a small, teasing voice. “Is there now …”
“Why do I feel that’s ayes?”
“You haven’t asked a question.”
I smirk again, leaning closer, feeling her breath whisper and tease across my face. “Do Ineedto ask?”
A gleam of panic touches her eyes, but then she grabs my arms and pulls herself close in the sexiest way. I can tell everything is weighing on her, too, and the past few days’ events are dragging her down. But this—the kissing, the connection—lifts us up instead. She pushes her tongue into my mouth, moaning steamily, grinding her perfect body against mine.
“No,” she says, breathing hard as she breaks off the kiss. “You don’t have to ask me anything.”
In the cave, I gently take the leather jacket from her and lay it down. She laughs and glances at the entrance, the pocket ofyellow light. “Are you sure nobody will see us?” she asks, licking her lips.
My cock has been hard this entire time, my dick aching as I try to hold myself back. I take both of her hands, making me think of holding them onourwedding day. It’s just another sign of how messed up this situation is. I’m fantasizing about marrying my brother’s fiancée; at least,technically,she’s his fiancée.
“If anybody saw you looking so damn sexy,” I tell her, “it’d make what I did to that bastard look tame, Mila. Nobody gets to hear you moan. Nobody gets to feel how wet and needy you get. Nobody except for me.” Suddenly, I’m breathing hard, my chest rising and falling, my head cloudy with desire. “Do you understand?”
She flinches, almost like she’s afraid, but I think it goes deeper than that. It’s more like she’s letting herself feel the full force of what I’m saying. “Yes,” she says, nodding. “Nobody else, Mikhail. I promise.”
“Good,” I groan, then kiss her again.
She slips her hand down my body this time, then around to my groin. I can feel the nerves in her hand until her touch strokes across the outside of my pants. Then all I can focus on is the warmth swelling in my groin, my tip burning with precome, and my underwear getting sticky.
Gently, I lower her to the ground, onto the jacket, making sure I brace her the whole time so she’s comfortable. She strokes my dick even faster, making it so damn hard to keep kissing her with all the sharp breaths coming out of me, the hunger turning me savage, making me an obsessed beast.
I move to the side slightly, giving me room to grind my hand up her thigh. I want to feel her bare skin so badly, but the second she makes that whimpering, horny-as-fuck moaning noise, I can’t hold myself back. I push my hand between her legs.
She gasps and closes her legs around my hand, grinding against me, moving her hips in the neediest, horniest way. I let out a groan and rub her quicker, looking down at Mila as she twitches, her mouth open. She has no idea how perfect she looks at this moment or how perfect she looks ateverymoment.
When I move to her pants button, she murmurs, “Mikhail …”
The raspy way she says it makes my cock twitch, and so does the note of nerves in her voice.
“Yeah?”
“You know what?” she says, suppressing another moan.
I do. I can read my woman like a line of code. She’s complex and beautiful, but to me,onlyme, the code is readable. She wants me to keep rubbing over her pants. She’s getting close to the edge but doesn’t want to say it.
“Do you think you can always be shy with me?” I say teasingly as I lean down and kiss her on the cheek, my hand still on her button.
“It feels so good,” she whispers.
“It’ll feel even better with nothing between us. Just my hand. Just your perfect, soaked, needy virgin pussy.”
Fuck. I’m just saying it’s enough to make me almost explode. I undo her button and then tug on her pants. She grabs my wrists,and for a second, I think she’s going to stop me, but then she helps me slip them down.
“Not all the way,” she murmurs.
