Page 65 of Konstantin

This woman saved my life for reasons that don’t make sense. And now I’m taking hers, inch by inch.

I stare into her eyes, in awe of her, still not sure why she risked her life to save me. What did I do to deserve it? And how in the hell can I repay her for that?

I don’t ever let debts go unpaid, and this one is no exception.

Blyat.She could’ve gotten hurt!

Rage storms into my veins. I can’t make the dead suffer again, but the ones still alive? I’ll make them wish for death.

But for now, my focus is her. This enigma of a woman I can’t seem to rip out of my head.

Still buried inside her warmth, I circle my hips into her pussy, and her eyes roll back. The way she cried out my name, how good it felt to hear it… I need that again.

“Look at me, malyshka.” I tighten my grip on her wrists, my hips slamming into her with maddening need as soon as she gives me those eyes. “You don’t get to look anywhere else when I’m fucking you. Understand?”

Her sultry gaze sinks into mine, glassy with blazing intensity, but she doesn’t dare to turn away.

“You saved my life…” My mouth drags along her neck. “Risked your own. Why?”

I need an answer more than she realizes. I need to understand why she would do this when in one second, she could’ve been dead.

The very thought of her lying on the ground with blood pooling around her makes me furious all over again. She shouldn’t have done that for me.

Her thighs tighten around my hips, her gaze narrowing, and I fuck her harder when she doesn’t answer, grinding into her deep until she’s clawing at the floor, moaning like I’m both heaven and hell.

“Tell me!” I growl, throwing her legs over my shoulders and dropping my weight on top of hers, giving it to her until her cries echo through the walls, through the blood painted on them. “Why did you do it, Tessa?”

Thrust.

“Why?!”

“Oh God, fuck…please…”

Her eyes pinch shut, her back arching, and I take a nipple between my teeth, biting and sucking it until she hisses in pain, yanking my hair in her small fist.

“Because…” She groans. “You’re my boss and you pay well.”

My laugh rolls across her flesh right before I catch her wild gaze. “Is that the only reason?”

Is it not because you feel what I do right now? Is it all in my head? Have I gone crazy?

Because I refuse to believe this right here is one-sided. That I’m lying to myself, seeing what I want to see instead. Because no matter what I tell myself, I know there’s more between us than maybe she even realizes.

“What other reason would there be?” Her nails score up my back, drawing a picture of her pleasure that I want permanently etched on my skin.

As I grab her jaw, my mouth drops lower, feathering across her lips. “Don’t ever put yourself in harm’s way for me again.”

“And what happens if I do?”

She kisses me slow, and I growl, my cock jerking inside her, wanting to take her like it’s a punishment.

“If you do…” My fingers curl around her throat, squeezing until her eyes turn heavy-lidded, a moan slipping out. “I will punish you.”

“This doesn’t seem like much of a punishment, sir.”

“Blyat, ty svodish’ menya s uma.”Fuck, you’re going to drive me to insanity.

My teeth grind, pumping into her with punishing strokes, and her eyes are on me through it all.