ELENA'S POVWithout warning, Volkov pulled me by the hair until my head was back and he was leering down at me. There was a dangerous smirk on his face, and the heavy, steady rhythm of his breathing made me wonder if he was as unhinged as I felt. There was something about him, something raw, primal, that hummed beneath the surface, though I had no idea what it was."Such a needy girl. You're going to come from just a finger over your panties, aren't you?" His sensual voice, with that obscene question, pushed me closer to the edge, and he knew it. That gaze of his never missed a move my body made, every tiny tremor laid bare, instinctively reading me like prey."Volkov, please," I begged, nearly in tears, yanking at the belt on my wrists, shaking as my release hurtled at me like a freight train.He placed a soft kiss on my shoulder before whispering against my skin. "Please what, Elena. Tell me what you want." Then another kiss on my shoulder. Before I could answer, his finger pushed ha
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