Page 84 of Untamed Beast
“Please, Leks.” I whine.
“You want me to breed you, Natalia?”
I nod my head, gripping his wide biceps as I ride his hand.
I’m almost sobbing, that’s how much I need him to touch my clit right now. His fingers graze that rough spot inside me at the exact same time as his thumb circles my clit and my release washes through me like a tsunami.
There is nothing except this intense sensation, sending convulsions through my entire body. Even my mind feels like someone has switched a light out.
“Oh, baby. I think that just broke you.”
I’m not done.All I can do is grip his arm tighter, my pussy convulsing around his fingers.
When the waves of my orgasm finally ebb away, I’m so spent that I canbarely move.
Leks holds me for a long time, his thick arms grounding me.
Right when I’m about to drift off, he murmurs in my ear. “Time to clean up.”
I push him away, seriously doubting my ability to walk right now, but he picks me up and runs a bath for me, climbing in and washing me all over with a washcloth.
He murmurs, “This is real,zolotse. You’re my wife, and I’m gonna put my baby inside you.”
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LEKS
I’m in a good mood, sue me.
Yuri smirks at me when I finally show up to a meeting to check in with the operations. I flash him a grin, and he rolls his eyes at me.
“Welcome back to the real world. Haven’t seen you in a week.”
His words are thick with implication.
“Is it that obvious?”
“Is half the port talking about it?” He gives a dark chuckle. “You know what the gossip in this place is like.”
I can’t bring myself to care.
Natalia is my wife, and if everyone at the docks knows that we’ve barely left the loft except to grab takeaways, well… They’re not wrong.
Yuri spins his chair to face me.
“Do you think you’re gonna be able to concentrate knowing that she’s just over there?”
I roll my eyes. “Of course I am.”
He runs me through the details of two recent drug busts but I barely listen, drumming my fingers against the desk and itching to get back home.
“Told you,” he crows when I head for the door, collecting his money from the unlucky people who bet against him on this one. The bastard probably made thousands from that exchange.
It’s not even that early, it’s practically lunchtime.
I check my watch as I head out. Okay, early lunchtime. Okay, it’s eleven in the morning by the time I get back to the loft.
Natalia’s not there. I try to hide my disappointment. I figure she’s back in the vault with the paintings. I gave her the codes so she could study the new shipments as they came in. There’s something annoying her about them, she said.
