pressed lightly into my skin, causing me to cry out at the sensation. The mix of pain and anticipation was too much to be quiet over.
He pressed a kiss to the place he had bitten, rubbing his nose over it with care.
“Konstantin, please,” I cried out. Pride be damned; the only thing on my mind was his touch, the feel of him as he—
Konstantin moved closer to my center. His hot breath blew against the sensitive spot of my inner thighs.
The throbbing grew greater.
“Lyubimaya,” he murmured, his lips dancing over my sensitive flesh as he said my name. His nose nuzzled closer, feeling the wetness and heat.
He growled low in his chest, his hands holding me tighter.
“Konstantin—”
Hearing the begging in his name, he blew onto my wet sex again. The sensation sent shivers shooting through my body, grabbing my breasts in heavy phantom holds and forcing my heart to race faster in my chest.
I felt his hair tickle my inner thigh, his fingers press tighter, his hot breath.
And then he pressed his lips to me.
Soft at first, tasting.
They teased me softly with butterfly kisses. His lips against mine.
I tipped my head back, breathing hard. “Konstantin—”
The pressure of his tongue reached out.
A cry erupted from my throat as his tongue stroked me. Up and down, side to side, the movement unhurried and hard.
His lips caught my clit, sucking on it.
Another moan came from me. The sensation was too much, too vulnerable and hot and wet. I could feel his lips and tongue against me, soothing and growing the throbbing sensation that threatened to overwhelm me.
Konstantin’s grip grew harder, holding me prisoner.
I didn’t care. I was unable to move, to breathe, to do anything but focus on the feeling of him.
Water splashed as his movements grew faster, as my feet flinched in his grip.
My strength let out as he dipped his tongue into me, deliciously searching for the part of my body that was so reactive to his touch.
I fell onto one arm, the other reaching forward and catching in his hair. Moisture clung to the strands, but my fingers dug deep into it, using the hair as a way to hold him in place.
Konstantin snarled against me.
He continued to suck and lick, until the throbbing grew stronger and louder. It threatened to consume my entire body.
When he caught my clit with his teeth, rolling it gently in his mouth, lightning struck through me.
I gasped out for air, but the only noise I was made was his name, loud and pleading.
“Konstantin!”
My back arched as the pleasure tore through me. My hips bucked, my legs flinched, but Konstantin kept me in place as I screamed out.
My arm gave out and I fell to the ground.
My chest rose and fall rapidly as the aftermath of my orgasm trickled out of me. Air constricted my lungs, and heat enveloped my blood.
“Elena,” came Konstantin’s soft voice. He rose, allowing me to see him over the top of my hips. His hands slowly released my thighs but his body in between my legs stopped me from being able to press them together.
He reached out a hand and picked a strand of hair off my sticky forehead. His fingers brushed lightly over my cheeks.
“My Elena, are you okay?”
I nodded, finding the strength in myself to lift myself onto my elbows. The robe had come undone, revealing the bare expanse of my stomach and upper chest. My nipples weren’t visible but the plucked tips could be seen through the fabric.
Sensations began to come back to me quickly. The water tickling my legs, the steam pressing against my skin, naked Konstantin between my legs. Naked Konstantin’s cock pressing into between my legs.
I would’ve thought my body couldn’t take anymore but heat struck through me. Images littered my brain of his cock sliding in between my wet sex, the feeling of him pressing against the hot flesh—
“Lyubimaya,” he growled.
I recalled his earlier question. “I’m fine. Just…” I pressed myself against the rock-hard length of him.
Konstantin growled low in his chest, features warping in hunger.
“Experiments have multiple trials,” I breathed. “Or else they’re not considered valid.”
His teeth flashed as he smiled. “Well, then, we better follow the rules of science to test your hypothesis correctly.”
I leaned up, searching for something. Konstantin brought his head down, his lips so close to mine—
“Boss! There’s a—oh, bloody hell!”
Konstantin wrapped my robe around me in a second, hiding the newcomer from seeing anything. He snapped his head to the side, baring his teeth. “What do you