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“Don’t do what?”

“Don’t treat me like I’m going to break.” I shake my head. “If you still want to glue my broken pieces back together, don’t do it. I need you to be you. Please, if you’re going to do this, do it right.”

I get it. I do. I understand why he acts like he does, but I don’t want this. I don’t need this. I wouldn’t stand to be treated with gloves. I wouldn’t stand for him to walk on his tiptoes around me. I know it’s not a healthy way of healing, but I need it.

“I’m so proud of you.” I swallow, taken aback by the change in his demeanor. I stare at his dimples when he smirks. He cups my cheeks. “You make me so hard, you have no fucking idea. Open your mouth.”

I do it without thinking about it, my body coming alive like I didn’t know it was possible. Something I thought was long gone awakens inside me as he slides his erection into my mouth, forcing me to stay still. I remain in place until I can’t get enough air. My eyes are watery from the pressure. He’s not even all in when he hits the back of my throat. I almost gag, but I do my best to fight it, focusing on the sounds he makes, my eyes locked on his stomach muscles that tighten with each thrust.

“You look so beautiful with your mouth wrapped around my cock.” Looking up at him, I blink as he moves his hips. “I wish you could see yourself right now. So fucking perfect,” he moans. I let him use me how he wants. My mind is at peace. I’m burning from the inside. “You’re doing so well. I trust you to tell me if this gets too much at any point, Caelia.” The way he whispers my name melts my insides.

Saliva drips down my chin. Kaz fucks my mouth, his cock throbbing. I rub my thighs together, hoping to find some release.

“You’re such a good girl for me.” I feel him at the back of my throat, choking on it. He places a hand on my chin, drawing my head back suddenly, just when I thought it was getting too much, although I didn’t want to stop him. He just knew. Leaning forward, his hand grabs my face. He stares right into my soul before his tongue invades my mouth. “Stand up,” he whispers against my lips.

I stand, my feet weak and trembling. Still on his knees, he wraps the cuffed hand around my waist, dragging my shorts down with the other. He waits until I’ve stepped out of them before he turns me around. “Bend over. Lift your leg.”

My body obeys. My rationality has left the building. I bend my knee, resting my tiptoes on the chair. “Your smell is enough to drive me wild. Show me what’s mine, Caelia. Show me your beautiful pussy,” he stresses out.

I bite my tongue as he buries his face between my legs, his hot breath making me tremble. My cuffed hand dangles at my side, bound to his.

“You’re already glistening for me.” I don’t want to. I’d give anything not to be attracted to him. To be powerful enough to stop him from touching me. “You taste so fucking good, solnyshko. Is your clit aching for my tongue?”

I’ve started all this.

No more lies.

“Yes,” I admit.

“Such a good girl.”

He licks my clit, making me whimper. My body shivers, and my brain is confused by my emotional state. I crave him so badly. The smell of my arousal fills the air. Kaz makes me feel higher than the pain medications I’ve been given in the hospital. His fingers dig into my thighs, keeping my legs spread.

“Oh, God! Fuck?—”

“You’re at my will, moya Solnyshko, not God’s. I’m the one fucking you, and I intend to do it until you learn to replace God’s name in your prayers with mine.”

I feel him in every nerve. He pointed a gun at me no longer than twenty minutes ago, and now he’s making me see stars. I can’t stop shaking. Wetness drips between my legs. I push my hips back, gripping the chair until my hand goes numb.

“That’s it. Keep doing that. Ride my face.” I bend my hand at a weird angle, threading my fingers in his soft hair and riding his face. I must have lost all my shame somewhere along the way. “Don’t come, Caelia. Not until my cock is buried deep inside you.”

“You might want to hurry then.” I laugh, feeling like I’m going to faint.

My heart skips a beat when Kaz laughs, lifting my T-shirt as he stands up. He places a kiss on my spine as he teases my entrance with the crown of his cock. They’ve tested me for STDs and pregnancy in the hospital. Mattia didn’t screw me up completely. I arch my spine. The chair wobbles under me. My skin is sensitive to touch. I might explode any second. His hand comes up to my neck, and I panic.

“It’s just me,” he reminds me.

I take a deep breath. I don’t know how he guesses what I’m thinking about, but he knows exactly what to say to relax my body.

“Tell me a poisonous lie, solnyshko.” He drags my bottom lip with his thumb. “Tell me how much you hate me.” He slips the tip inside me. “Tell me how you don’t want this because I’ve messed everything up.” He sinks inside me, and we both moan at the same time. “Tell me that you’ll never be mine. You don’t want to be mine.”

I try to lie to him, but no words come out.

Nothing but the truth is left, and I will give him that.

CHAPTER 57

Kaz