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I pull away so I can blink up at him. “Why? Why did you do that?”
“Do what?” Demyen glances at the office door. “Throw Martin out on his ass?”
“Yes!” I throw my hands in the air like it’s the most obvious thing. “And lie about where Willow and I are! You had an in! Martin was going to get Tolya out of prison!”
Realization, then understanding, dawns on Demyen’s face. He smiles at me and shrugs. “I already told you. I promised you, actually. I will always protect you. Especially from assholes like him.”
“But… but Tolya! You could have traded me in?—”
“Stop.” Dem pulls me close again and tilts my face up to his. “Look at me. Listen very, very carefully.” His eyes sparkle up close like this. “I am not trading you in. Not for anyone or anything. Alright?”
“But he’s your family?—”
“So are you.”
My mouth drops open. I… I don’t know what to say. His thumb gently rubs my bottom lip as I stand there, gaping like a fish, clinging to his arms desperately.
I’m actually kind of worried that if I let go of him, I’m gonna drop to the floor. “But… Tolya…”
“Clara.” Demyen kisses the side of my brow. “Are youtryingto trade yourself for him?”
“I… I just want to do the right thing. I want to help you get him out. I don’t want to go back to Martin, but if that?—”
“Absolutely not.”
I shake my head, still fumbling for the right words. “Dem, I need to make this right. For both of you.”
His smile is breathtaking. His lips hover over mine, so close and yet so far away. “Then don’t make me choose between you. Because I won’t. You’re mine, Clara.”
The distance closes. His mouth claims mine and it’s like a physical seal to his promise that I feel all the way inside my heart. When I flick the tip of my tongue between his lips, he lets out a groan and welcomes me in.
We’re moving. Or, more like, he’s moving us. The backs of my thighs hit the edge of his desk, and Demyen trails his kisses along my jaw to my ear.
“The only decision I need to make,” he growls between nibbles of my throat, “is whether to lay you across this desk or bend you over it.”
I decide to help him out a little. I push myself up onto his desk and spread my legs around his hips.
Demyen’s hands instantly grab my ass and pull me to the very edge.Fuck, he’s so hard. I can’t hold back the low moan that bubbles up in my throat. The wicked grin that floats across his face is the only warning I have before he smooths his hands up to the small of my back, hooks his fingers into the waistband of my leggings, and drags them down in a single rip.
I let him ease me onto my back. I feel more vulnerable this way, but… I like it? I think I do. As exposed as I am, I’ve never feltsafer than when he drapes my legs over his shoulders and starts kissing his way down my calf.
My panties are the next to come off. Dem takes his sweet time to peel them away. And then I’m spread, wide and bare for him, exposed to his ravenous gaze.
“Dem…” I moan.
He cocks his head to one side and drags one finger, long and slow, through my slit. It makes me shiver and gasp with pleasure, and I just know I must be dripping around his fingertip.
“I want to do so many things with you, baby,” he murmurs. “I can’t make up my mind where to start.”
I push myself up onto my elbows and give him my own slow, hungry once-over. “We have time,” I purr, locking my ankles over his ass.
That must have been the invitation that he needed—that this is no longer a series of “one time only.” We’re no longer playing pretend.
This is real; this is us. We have plenty of time to bring to life each and every one of his delicious, depraved ideas.
And a few of mine.
Demyen’s mouth seals to mine in a searing kiss. I’m melting under his touch as his hands wander over every inch of me. I tug at his shirt because I need to feel him, warm and bare. Hard and smooth everywhere, from his carved-in-marble jawline down to the throbbing bulge firmly pressed against my pussy.
