“I find you beautiful,” he said. “I’m your husband. Your keeper. Your protector. My word, in your world, is fucking law. I’m getting tired of having to compete with all the bullshit going on inside your head. It doesn’t have a right to fucking live there, Aurora. I don’t say shit I don’t mean. When I tell you I think you’re beautiful, I mean it. Do you understand me?”

I nodded.

“Are you beautiful?” he asked.

I started to shake my head. He glared down at me.

“I can’t.”

“Wrong answer.” He slammed his lips down on mine.

I kept my eyes open as he kissed me. Slavik didn’t close his as he thrust his body against me. I gasped as he touched just the right spot. With most of my clothes off, I only had the lingerie to protect me. He knew this and used it to his advantage.

I gasped as he held my hands above my head, and with a single finger, he traced down my arm, going to the puckered bead of my nipple.

This man aroused me. Slavik was doing stuff to me that I wasn’t sure I liked. I wanted to hate him, but the truth was he shattered my defenses. He took me by surprise and the guard I had up came down so easily around him.

He stroked my nipple gently through the fabric of my bra. I tried to keep my arousal in check. My body, the traitorous bitch that it was, had other ideas. She didn’t want to play nice with me. No, she liked Slavik. The more he stroked, the hotter I got, my pussy heating with each touch. He pushed the cup of the bra back, and I nearly jolted off the bed as his mouth covered the hard peak.

He flicked his tongue back and forth and made no move to leave me alone. Then he slid his body to the other side, making sure not to hurt me. The pain in my shoulder was a dull ache. The pleasure far outweighed the hurt.

I didn’t want him to stop. I liked the way he held me down as he played with me.

He did the same to my other nipple and released it with a plop, which seemed to echo in the large room.

“I fucking love your tits. They were designed for a man’s pleasure.” He cupped them both together and nibbled the edge of one. “You are beautiful to me, Aurora, and I’m the only one who should matter to you.”

He thrust his cock against me, and I couldn’t help but gasp. He was hard as rock for me. I sank my teeth into my lip in an attempt to get control of myself, but nothing worked.

Slavik let go of my tit to cup my face. His thumb held my chin, and he pulled down, releasing me. “I want to hear every single sound you make.”

“Please.”

“Do you want me to fuck you?”