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“Oh, it’s fair,” I taunted. “It’s fair because it’s the fucking truth. It’s fair because you left me, yet you’re behaving as if I owe you something. It’s fair because you chose to walk out that fucking door tonight to spare your sister.” I finally let go of her hands. “Do not play the victim with me, Samara. It’s not a good look on someone like you.”
“Someone like me?” she gawked. “What in the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“It means that you’re just as selfish as I am, or else you never would have walked away from me all those years ago,” I told her. “It means that you’re still spoiled enough to believe that you could let the Russian Bratva take you and still demand a comfortable bed and room service during your stay.”
“You’re a bastard,” she seethed, refusing to admit her shortcomings.
“Ah, but I know exactly who my father is, and that’s what’s been the problem all along, has it not?” I mocked.
“While you keep saying that I’m not the victim here, well neither are you, Avgust,” she fired back. “You manipulated me from the very beginning, and I can’t see how that’s my fault.”
“That’s not your fault,” I conceded. “I’m merely pointing out that I’m not the only liar in this relationship, baby.”
“We don’t have a relationship,” she bit out cruelly. “I’m here because you’ll kill my sister if I leave.”
“Oh, really?” I smirked as I arched a brow down at her.
Her face turned red, and rage quickly turned to lust because I knew this woman. While her pride had gotten her this far, she hadn’t been unaffected when she had undressed for me earlier. She hadn’t been unaffected when she’d stood before me completely naked before grabbing a towel. She hadn’t been unaffected when I had used that same towel to dry her delectable body. She could say what she wanted, and she could rake me over the coals for all my sins, but Samara Andreev wasn’t immune to me, and we both knew it.
Though it was pointless, in an attempt to appeal to my softer side, she said, “Your men almost raped me, Avgust.”
I stepped back to her, taking her chin in between my fingers again. “And for that, I am going to skin them alive, Razh,” I told her. “For daring to touch you, I am going to cut off all their fingers. For daring to even look at you, I am going to carve out their eyes, then make them choke on them. For daring to harm you, I am going to remove each of their organs while they are still alive. I am going to keep those men alive for days, so that I can experiment on them in ways that even Satan would shy away from.” I squeezed her chin hard, making her blue eyes widen. “I am going to avenge you in a way that will terrify people for generations, baby.”
Samara’s lips parted, and I knew that she was turned on. For all her protests, she was still attracted to whatever had captured her attention all those years ago. She could call me a monster all that she wanted, but I’d always made her feel safe back then, and she knew that I was the only one that could keep her safe now. My orders hadn’t been clear enough, and that was the only reason that she’d been harmed. However, now that she knew what was going to become of her attackers, she was remembering exactly what I’d been to her fifteen years ago, and nothing turned a woman on more than knowing that she was safe in the arms of the man that loved her, which I still did.
Before she could say anything or fight me some more, I spun her around, my left hand wrapping around her neck, my right hand gripping her hip. With my lips to her ear, I said, “Tell me that your pussy isn’t wet, and if that is the truth, then I’ll allow you to sleep elsewhere.”
“Avgust…” she whimpered, and I closed my eyes at the pure euphoria coursing through my body now.
“I know you, vozlyublennaya,” I went on. “I know you, and while your mind might be horrified of the things that I’m capable of, your body begs for the beast that you turned me into.”
“You were always like this,” she replied breathlessly. “This is who you always were, Avgust. I was just too stupid and blinded by love to see it.”
My right hand slid over her hip to snake underneath the over-sized shirt that she was wearing, and her hands automatically latched onto my arm, though not to push me away. Samara was holding on for the ride that she was about to experience, and I couldn’t remember if my dick had ever been so hard as it was right now.
“You’re wrong, Razh,” I whispered against her neck. “I’m far more worse than the boy that you fell in love with, and I’m about to show you just how much.”
Chapter 18
Samara~
Only a fool would be allowing this, but then I’d always been a fool when it had come to Avgust Kotov. Yeah, I might have been strong enough to walk away from him once, but had I really? Had Avgust not respected my wishes back then, would I have been strong enough to stick to my convictions? Or would I have given in from just one touch?
The way that I was doing now.
When Avgust’s hand finally slid beneath his shirt that I was wearing, the warmth from his palm felt like a searing mistake on my skin, but I didn’t stop him. I didn’t stop him because he was who he was to me, and I also didn’t stop him because this felt nothing like the attack on me earlier. Avgust’s hands on my body felt like they should have always been doing this to me, and this was also a much-needed reminder that not all men were Rurik. As Avgust’s fingers finally found their way between my legs, it was a healthy reminder that not all men equaled pain; some were all pleasure.
“You’re soaked, baby,” he rasped in my ear, and I’d be a fool to deny it.
When Avgust had gone into detail about what he planned on doing to Rurik and Vlad, there’d been a sick part of me that had gotten turned on by his unapologetic violence. Despite the lies and manipulations fifteen years ago, Avgust had always made me feel safe with him. Though I hadn’t known why he’d been so revered back then, it still didn’t change the fact that Avgust had done his best to protect me back then, and that protective nature had been the sexiest thing about him. When a woman was capable of taking care of herself, then there was only one thing that she needed from a man, and that was to protect her. So, if anyone was capable of protecting a woman, it was Avgust Kotov.
My hands tightened around his forearm when he finally slid two fingers inside my pussy, and I couldn’t stop the moan that escaped, even if I’d wanted to. I couldn’t remember the last time that I’d had sex, and even if I could, nothing and no one had ever been able to compare to Avgust. Whatever I knew about pleasure in the bedroom, it’d been taught to me by Avgust, and I could be honest enough to admit that fact.
With the sounds of my slickness assaulting my ears, he said, “You still feel as tight as I remember, vozlyublennaya.”
“Avgust…” I choked out, his fingers stretching me wide.
“What, baby?” he taunted. “Are my fingers not enough?”
