I’m so carried away, and love feeling his hands on my bare thighs too much, to notice what we’re gearing up to do next.
It’s not until I feel his cock pushing into my entrance that my senses return.
He’s going to fuck me. I’m going to have sex with the same man I met five days ago who kidnapped me from my wedding, and is forcing me to marry him.
I’ll no longer be a virgin and he’ll know I lied.
I should stop him, but I’m not.
I’m … not.
I’m not doing anything but feeling him pushing into where I crave him the most.
“You’re tight as fuck, Valkyrie,” he groans, pushing his cock harder into my virgin passage.
It hurts like hell but the infusion of pleasure keeps me there, wanting more even though in a matter of seconds he’s going to know why I’m so tight.
He pushes deeper and I cry out, making him narrow his eyes.
Has he figured it out yet?
That I’m a virgin and he’ll be the first man to have me.
I don’t get to find out because a loud knock on the door severs the sexual haze and Desmier pulls out of me.
“Sorry to disturb you.” It’s Ehlga. “Mrs. Volkova is here to see you.”
Mrs. Volkova?
As in Mira?
Desmier straightens, looming over me like a dark cloud of doom, his face filling with the vengeance I remember from our first meeting.
Hearing that Mira is here broke our lust-crazed spell and turned him back into the devil.
A closer look at his stony expression and I realize it’s not caused by her exactly.
It’s who she represents—Viktor.
My stomach folds, twisting into knots of disgrace as I think of Viktor too.
Chapter17
Desmier
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
I gaze down at the naked blonde beauty on my bed, lying exactly the way she would in any man’s fantasy.
Her soft milky skin is flushed with the sheen of desire, her rose-blushed nipples diamond hard, her legs are spread wide and her pussy glistening, begging to be fucked.
It’s like I’m looking at an angel. An eroticized version of the angel I stole and brought to my unhallowed hell.
Hades—God of the Underworld—would have been proud, but dare I say that not even Persephone—the Goddess of Spring—was as enchanting as this being in my bed.
I got a mere taste of what it would feel like to be inside her and I pulled out.
I actually pulled out.