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CHAPTER 33

ANASTASIA

Song- Like That, Sleep Token

“Hi gorgeous, gorgeous boy.” I sneak a look at Mikhail who is ingrained on his phone. He’s busy, which means I can give Hades some love.

Protection dog, my ass. By the time I’m finished, he’s going to be the pampered prince he deserves to be.

I bend down to his face level, his brown eyes almost soften as he looks at me. We have a special bond.

“You want some treats, boy?” I whisper and Hades sits up straighter, making himself even taller and licks his lips.

I kinda see why Miki got him for security. Seeing this beast running at you would scare anyone.

“Okay. I’ll sneak you some, stay.” I say the last word sternly as I stand and back away. He doesn’t move, like a statue.

I back step by step towards the refrigerator. I gasp when my back hits the cool metal of the door. I glance over at Mikhail who is watching me closely. Having his chocolate eyes on me makes a blush creep up my neck.

Silently, I open up the refrigerator and grab some chicken.

“Who is that for?” Mikhail’s deep voice makes me jump.

“Hades, he’s been a good boy.” I smile sweetly at him and then glance at Hades, sitting patiently licking his lips.

Mikhail raises an eyebrow at me.

“Why? You want some food? Have you been a good boy too?” I bite back a smile.

Slowly, he rubs his hand across his jaw and swipes his thumb across his lip, before bringing his dark stare back to me.

“Did you just call me a good boy?”

“Uh, yeah. I guess. Why, do you want to be one?” I place Hades’ plate down by him.

“You’re my only good boy,” I whisper, stroking his head.

As I stand, I turn and I’m staring at Mikhail’s chest. He grips my chin and presses my back against the counter, leaning over me, his lips just inches from mine. His hot breath pours over me as he lowers his mouth next to my ear.

“Call me a good boy again, iskorka. I dare you. There isn’t a good bone in my body.” He almost growls and I clench my thighs.

A grin twists up on my lips, then I lick along his jawline.

“Oh, big man.” I slide my hand along his abs and cup his growing cock through his jeans. “You have at least one very good bone.”

With a swift motion, he picks me up and places me on the counter, tearing off my leggings and leaving me feeling exposed to him. The way he licks his lips while devouring me with his eyes leaves me feeling drenched with desire for him.

“That is true,” he whispers in my ear, sliding his fingers inside me. “But, you’ll have to wait until I deem you a good girl again. You have some lessons to learn, baby.”

I pull back and look at him with confusion as he fucks me with his hand. I’m soaking him. His lips curl into a smirk, and I can’t help but gasp as a wave of pleasure starts to build inside me.

“Feels good doesn’t it? You already want to come for me, don’t you?”

I nod eagerly, my body moving in rhythm with his hand as he tightens his grip around my throat.

I tip my head back, relishing in the pleasure overtaking me until I’m on the cusp of exploding. And then, before I can come, he removes his fingers and steps back.

“No,” I whine.

Fuck.

My chest heaves, a ragged breath catching in my throat. His grip on my wrist is like a vise, his hard stare pinning me in place.

“Lesson one. You only get to come when I allow it. Your punishment today will be denying you of that pleasure. I will relieve you when I believe your punishment is served.”

He pulls my panties back over my aching pussy. As he bends down to place a kiss on it, his eyes remain locked with mine.

“Delicious.” He stands and slams his lips against mine, only riling me up further.

“Please, Miki. I’ll be good for you. I promise.”

He chuckles, a low rumble in his chest, shaking his head slowly.

“Not how this works. And don’t even think about relieving yourself while you’re out today. I will know. I know every single inch of you. You’ll only drag this out longer for yourself the more you relent.”

I let out a dramatic sigh, pouting at him while batting my eyelashes in a playful, flirtatious manner.

“Fine.” I huff, blowing my hair away from my face. He grips my chin, making me look at him.

“Such a brat, aren’t you?”

He gently presses his lips to mine, a feather-light touch that sends shivers down my spine.

He lifts me off the counter and hands me my leggings.

I’ll behave, but I’m going to get him back for this.

I snatch my pants from him and he yanks me back into an embrace.

“Never forget how much I love you,” he whispers against the top of my head.

“I love you too, big man. I’ll love you even more when you bend me over like a pretzel later.”

I leave him laughing to himself as I head upstairs with an extra sway in my step. If I’m spending the day frustrated, he can be too.

When I freshen up, I snap a quick picture of my ass in my black thong. I’ll send that to him this afternoon.