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There was an unforgettable impatience in the way Daniil’s fingers pulled my panties down, letting them travel the length of my legs before I kicked them off carelessly, not willing to be torn away from his lap for too long.

He didn’t allow it anyway, not while his hands gripped my hips hard, pulling me against the undone zipper on his trousers and the solid bulge in his briefs that poked through.

A deep groan came from somewhere deep in his throat when that thin fabric was the only thing keeping us apart, the moment he rolled my hips against his. I swallowed up that guttural sound through the kiss, leading it while my hands mapped out the muscled expanse of his chest and shoulders.

The friction that coursed through me at the movement sent a shiver up my spine, and I knew I needed more. I didn’t want it to stop until I could siphon every last drop of pleasure he had to offer me.

With an intensity that rivaled even that moment in the car on the isolated road, Daniil seemed like a different beast entirely. He was completely ravenous, easing my hips back and forth while he let himself go in the kiss, muffling his eager sounds in my mouth.

As much as it took me by surprise, I loved every second of it. I needed to hear more of those sounds from him, and I needed him to unleash everything he was holding back.

When I started moving my hips within his guiding hands, another grumbled sound left his chest, and he bucked involuntarily against me, letting go of a frustrated growl.

“Damn it,” he uttered, breaking the kiss to glide his palms up my sides while he leaned forward and pressed his lips against my neck. Those kisses were hot and wet as he rushed them down my skin, reaching the valley of my breasts as his hands cupped them. Those open-mouthed affections reached my left side before he pulled my nipple between his teeth.

I sucked in a breath and my eyes closed while he lavished it, flicking his tongue against my sensitive flesh until he groaned and moved on to the other side, nipping at my skin.

“You have no idea how badly I need you…every inch of you,” he mumbled, pace unsteady while he licked and sucked to his heart’s content.

Every brush of his tongue against my peaked nipples sent little shockwaves of pleasure through me, causing my desperation to heighten. I moaned breathlessly and moved my hips, greedily soaking in the friction.

After a moment of enduring my deliberate grinding, Daniil hummed and popped his mouth off before looking up at me, letting me see the burning need in his eyes. They were almost completely black by then, and I knew he was barely hanging on to whatever restraint he had left.

We both paused in that moment, as if waiting, wondering what the other’s next move would be.

There was no questioning how badly we both wanted it…needed it.

With all my teasing earlier, in a way, I felt like I owed him some sort of an apology, even if it got Daniil right where I wanted him. A consolation of sorts.

Before he could do anything, I slid my fingers down his chest, watching as he shivered and never once took his eyes off me. I slid off his lap and between his legs, pulling both his bottoms and briefs down at the same time.

Daniil grunted once his solid length was freed from its confines, and even then, his complete, uninterrupted attention remained on my face, almost like he was in a trance.

His chest rose and fell with every ragged breath that left him, caught in a state of anticipation while I removed the last of his clothes and settled between his muscled thighs.

Enraptured by my every move, his gaze burned into me as I leaned forward and kissed his inner thighs, teasingly close to where he needed me unlike anything else.

The moment I reached for his cock, stroking it teasingly, his breath caught in his throat in a rare display of vulnerability, and I could’ve sworn I felt his thighs tremble beneath me. The glaze over his eyes looked more like an invitation then…a dare to give him exactly what he wanted.

Moving forward, I wrapped my lips around him and met his veiled taunt halfway.

A deep groan reverberated within his chest as he dropped his head back against the couch while I sank lower onto him, taking more of his length in my mouth, jaw going slack from the immediate pleasure.

“ Oh , fuck…” Daniil uttered breathlessly, tensing from the influx of sensations while I worked my tongue around him. His fingers moved to my hair instinctively, tangling against the back of my neck in an attempt to ground himself.

Humming around him, I caught how he shuddered and kept my eyes on him, gauging all of his reactions with a sense of satisfaction. It almost seemed like I was pulling some deep-seated responses from him, like that pleasure was something he’d been needing for far too long.

Grunting, seemingly getting impatient with my pace, Daniil tightened his hold on me and started to carefully guide me, moving my head in a way that made moans catch in his throat.

“Jesus Christ…” he murmured, rolling his head forward again to look down at me through those heavily lidded eyes. That need burned within his gaze while he accepted pleasure from me like it was the last thing he’d ever do. “Why are you…god, why are you so good at this…”

A shiver moved through me at his praise, and I ran with that encouragement.

I wanted to push him closer to the edge; I wanted to give him everything.

Moving faster, I poured all of my attention into lavishing him and pulling those eager sounds from his mouth. His thighs quivered beneath me, letting me know he was getting close.

“Fucking hell…” Daniil groaned, moving his hand to my jaw to ease me off him in one fluid motion. He panted, shivering while he seemed to push back just how close he had been.

When I looked up at him with confusion, he huffed out a breath and reached for me, effortlessly maneuvering me until I was on my stomach, pressed into the couch. He was on me at once, surrounding me with his overwhelming presence while he rasped his next words against my neck. “Not yet…I’m not done with you.”

Those words sparked a new excitement within me, growing more impatient. “Then give me what I want.”

At that, Daniil hummed his amusement and made a mess of my neck from behind, kissing and nipping at my skin. His hands roamed my body, stirring every ounce of want within me. Then, he snaked a hand around my hip, reaching the apex of my thighs. “I’m going to, little wife…just you wait.”

My breath hitched at that initial contact…the slow, barely-there brush of his fingers against my clit. It made my hips lurch forward, caught in his strong grip before I could get too far.

He chuckled and kissed my shoulder, adding the faintest pressure with his fingers. “Nuh-uh…no getting away now.”

His deep, almost raspy tone dripping in unfettered want had my mind completely clouded already, but paired with the teasing touch on my wanting sex it was too much.

I moaned, throwing any remaining shame out the window. I didn’t care, I needed more.

Satisfied by my response, Daniil explored the length of my heat, gently pressing in with very little resistance.

My lashes fluttered together at the immediate surge of pleasure from him slowly feeling my inner walls, moving them deeper while he continued to tease me.

It didn’t take long for me to be a complete mess, gripping the sectional cushions beneath me while he picked up the pace, making me keen for more of him.

When he couldn’t take it anymore, Daniil made a deep sound from somewhere low in his chest, retracting his fingers to my slight dismay before he gripped my hips and hoisted my ass in the air with decided urgency.

“I can’t wait anymore…fuck, I need you…” Daniil murmured, lining himself up.

Without much warning, and not needing any either, a gasp left my mouth the moment he pushed in. I could feel my body adjusting for him, accommodating his size while my cheek was pressed against the cushion beneath me. A sharp moan was forced out of me, and my fingers gripped the couch again.

He let go of a satisfied sound while he sank all the way in, pausing once I was completely full of him. His fingers dug into my hips, holding them there while he took a moment.

My head spun while that overwhelming pleasure consumed me, stealing my breath the moment he started moving again, pulling back before sinking in again. We both groaned, filling the room with our mutual panting.

There was something so different about that position…he was able to hit every perfect spot at the same time, making my legs feel weak. It already had me seeing stars behind my eyes.

With a few shallow thrusts, Daniil grunted and leaned over me, pressing a hand against my stomach to pin my body against his. His voice just barely reached me through my haze, heavy with lust.

“This is what you wanted, hm? For me to teach you a lesson?” he growled out, letting his lips brush against my neck while he gave several deep, even slower thrusts inside me. He hummed, just barely holding back. “You wanted me to prove you don’t need anyone other than me?”

His words sent even more heat to my core, making me flutter around him as a broken sound escaped me.

I was so full of him…so perfectly pinned by his body. It was almost torture.

Whimpering, I nodded against the cushion. “Yes…”

“Say it then,” Daniil ground out, dropping his fingers back to my clit again while he continued those languid strokes of his hips. “Say you belong to me. Tell me how badly you need me.”

The faintest part of me—the defiant part—didn’t want to admit it. I didn’t want to give him that complete satisfaction of knowing he was right. But it was pointless. He wasn’t wrong.

Moaning while my hips moved involuntarily to seek out more pleasure, I let go of a shaky breath and gave in. “I’m yours…I belong to you. I need you—more than anything…”

Daniil groaned and put a hand on the armrest above my head while the other arm remained firmly wound around my hips. He pressed into me even harder and deeper. “That’s it…good girl.”

The praise in tandem with his impossibly overwhelming movements made my eyes roll back while I gripped the cushion again.

But in a tender gesture, he grabbed my hand and placed it against the armrest beneath his, threading our fingers together. I shivered from that feeling of connection, gasping at the quickening of his hips.

Looming over me still, Daniil let the occasional moan slip out against my skin while he thrusted deeper and faster, seemingly losing himself all the same. I felt as his head dropped, leaning against my shoulder blade.

Our sounds mingled while he gave me everything he had, chasing after those addictive sensations and the need for release…the need to let out every pent-up emotion.

My moans pitched higher, both in encouragement and a bid of just how delirious I felt. Every stroke of him against my plush walls pushed me closer and closer, nearly blinding me with those delicious sensations.

Almost like we were fighting for who could be more lost in the moment, we both moaned and groaned louder, not caring that we weren’t at home, tucked away in that private room, dirtying the sectional in our moment of pure desperation.

It was all too much…all too perfectly addicting.

My thighs clenched when I couldn’t take it anymore, whole body locking up as my breath caught and every inch of me felt impossibly hot.

White filled my vision while I clenched around him and came undone, crying out with unfettered ecstasy while I squeezed his fingers between mine.

Daniil wasn’t far behind as his rhythm faltered and his opposite hand gripped my hip to the point of being nearly bruising. He groaned against my neck, stilling while he reached the precipice himself, filling me with his warmth.

Panting, nothing but a pleasant haze filled my head all the while I reached those new heights, barely registering as he leaned against me, letting his breaths pant against my bare skin.

“Don’t you ever do that to me again,” Daniil whispered against my skin while he, too, tried to catch his breath. Despite the warning in his voice, a hint of tenderness lingered in it while he placed a soft kiss against my shoulder blade. “You’re my wife…and I’ll prove it to you as many times as I have to.”

I didn’t question him—not when I knew he was more than willing to commit to that promise.