Power Play

ALEKSANDR

Some might argue that it was unethical for me to manipulate Kaia into signing my contract. To hell with them. There was no clearcut right or wrong when it came to Kaia. No black or white. Just shades of gray.

Being the pakhan, I had the privilege of not caring about anyone else’s opinion.

I had thoroughly briefed Mikhail on the specifics of the contract. He was smart enough not to probe too much and never challenged my directives. That’s why we made such a great team.

The next hurdle was figuring out how to get her to sign it, because there was no chance she would if she knew what I intended to take from her. How I planned to use her. That I was going to own her.

I had no desire to be married again—to anyone. But this was an opportunity I couldn’t ignore. Besides, I’d be damned if I let Kaia slip away. Especially now that I had her. I wasn’t about to let her leave me either.

I was aware she’d scrutinize the contract. She had every reason not to trust me. I just had to hope she wouldn’t attempt to read the “duplicate” one as well. As it turned out, fortune favored me, as it often did.

Now that she’d signed the contract—the ink still fresh on my desk—I felt a sense of relief wash over me, and my body stirred with anticipation.

Kaia, held tightly in my arms, looked up at me with a blend of anger and innocence, and a hint of defiance in her sea glass eyes that stirred something within me every time they met mine. I didn’t want to admit it, but Kaia had a hold over me. She was just unaware of it, and I had no plans of letting her in on that secret.

Feeling a surge of possessiveness after she’d signed herself over to me, I grabbed her hair at the nape of her neck, pulling it into a ponytail so I could tilt her head back and drink in every detail of her expression. Confusion. Fear. Anger. They were all mine now.

Her skin, carrying a faint jasmine scent, tempted me to lower my head and graze my teeth along her jawline.

“Fight me, kotik.”

Her teeth gritted as my words fueled her anger. Surprisingly, her voice was steady when she responded, even though I knew she was battling the urge to lash out at me.

“No.”

“I just stripped you of your freedom,” I whispered against her soft cheek, planting a gentle kiss there.

I felt her shiver and heard her breath hitch.

“Just for a year,” she managed to whisper back, her eyes fluttering closed as I traced my tongue along the throbbing vein in her neck.

A smirk played on my lips at her response. I moved them to the delicate curve of her ear, my voice as dark as the night.

“Not a year, sweetheart. Forever.”

For a moment, she was still, letting the weight of my words sink in. Then she began to struggle. Her arms flailed, but I caught them with ease.

“You can’t, Aleksandr!” she shrieked, lunging for the contract on my desk, ready to rip it to pieces.

I snatched her by the waist and yanked her back, causing us to tumble to the floor, with me cushioning her fall. She was like a wildcat, her nails digging into my arms, forcing me to roll over, pinning her thrashing body beneath mine and securing her wrists above her head.

Her body went limp when she realized she was trapped.

“What did you do?” she croaked, trying to swallow her rising panic.

My eyes darkened, feeding off the fear in her eyes.

“I did what I had to,” I said.

With one hand holding her wrists, I used the other to loosen my tie, then wrapped it around her wrists, securing it to the foot of my desk.

Once I was sure she couldn’t move her arms, I lifted my torso and positioned myself on my knees between her legs. She had turned her head, hiding her tears from me. I wasn’t surprised when they failed to move me. I’d seen too much to be affected by tears.

“You’re no better than men like my father,” she whispered.

I felt my back go rigid at her words. She wasn’t mistaken, though. I had claimed her, made her share my bed, and now her life was intertwined with mine. But I didn’t feel remorse for my actions. If I hadn’t been the one to stake my claim, someone else would have. Regardless of her hacking skills, she wouldn’t be able to hide once her true identity was exposed to our world. She might despise me now, but eventually, she would understand that everything I did was for her benefit.

Her sweater had ridden up, revealing the gentle curve of her stomach. I traced her belly button with my finger, causing goosebumps to appear on her skin.

“Have you ever considered that I’m trying to protect you, Kaia?” I asked, my fingers moving upward to reveal her pale pink lace bra. “That being mine actually shields you from men like your father. Men like Cristo.”

She looked at me then, her lower lip quivering. I don’t think she realized that her nipples were hard or that she was squirming under my touch.

“I don’t want to belong to anyone. Can’t you understand that?” she whispered.

I looked at her with a hint of sadness.

“Unfortunately for you, that’s not an option,” I said.

Her face fell.

“Because of who my father was.”

I nodded in agreement.

“Because no one has filled his shoes,” I said, my voice final.

I unhooked her bra, thankful I’d thought to order the ones with front clasps, and watched as her perfect breasts spilled out.

Her eyes took on a glazed look and her lips parted under my intense gaze. Her mouth might deny me, but her body was telling a different story.

“I want to see the contract, Aleksandr,” she panted, her desire evident in every inch of her beautiful body.

I nodded, reaching up to tease her nipple between my fingers, causing her hips to arch.

“You will,” I assured her. “But first, I need to taste you. I’ve been thinking about it all day.”

She jerked at the ties, trying to twist away from me.

“Fuck you.”

Her vulgar words seemed to stoke the fire in my veins. My hands slammed against her thighs, pinning her back to the floor. I ripped her leggings and panties off, tossing them aside and spreading her creamy thighs wide.

“Aleksandr… don’t.” Her eyes closed and I watched as the fight left her. “Let me go.”

I released her legs and dropped my body heavily onto hers, savoring the feel of her soft curves against me. I cradled her face in my hands and her eyes fluttered open.

“I wish I could, kotik,” I murmured. “But it’s too late for that now.”

I lowered my head, watching her eyes widen in fear before I crashed my lips onto hers.

Heat surged through me at the first contact of my lips with hers. A roar filled my head as I thrust my tongue past her soft lips to meet hers. She tasted like sin—dark, addictive, making me crave more and more of her.

Kaia let out a soft moan, and then her body was pressing into mine. Her nipples rubbed against my chest, seeking relief, and my hand slid down her body, my fingers teasing her.

With my other hand, I gripped her hair, tilting her head so I could deepen the kiss. Every rational thought vanished from my mind.

This is why I was afraid to kiss this woman. She had the power to steal every single thought from my mind.

Her knees trembled against my hips before her legs lifted, wrapping around my waist and locking her ankles at the base of my spine.

I was rock hard. My erection strained painfully against the zipper of my slacks.

Kaia instinctively pressed her hips against mine, gasping into my mouth when her clit brushed against my throbbing erection.

I reluctantly pulled my mouth from hers and watched her draw in a breath. Her glassy eyes met mine, as if seeking approval, and she didn’t even realize it.

Such a good girl. No wonder I couldn’t resist her.

“Do it. Use me. Make yourself come, kotik.”

She shifted her hips, tugging at the ties above her head.

“Untie me, Aleksandr,” she whispered, but her hips kept grinding against mine, soaking my pants with her arousal.

“Make yourself come and I will.”

To encourage her, I lowered my head and circled a tight nipple with the tip of my tongue.

Her body arched, a piercing cry escaping her lips as her hips quickened their pace against mine. She was moving with a raw, unfiltered passion, her head thrown back as my teeth grazed her nipple during her climax. I watched in awe as her body trembled beneath me.

Without giving her a moment to recover, I slid down her body until my mouth was tantalizingly close to her wet center. Then, I covered it with my lips.

Kaia’s scream echoed in the room as my tongue teased her already sensitive clit, sending her spiraling into another orgasm before she had a chance to catch her breath.

I reached up, pulling the tie loose. She was on her feet in an instant, faster than I could react.

Her fingers had just closed around the doorknob when my body crashed into hers, trapping her against the door.

“We’re not finished yet, kotik,” I rasped in her ear, my voice rough with desire.

I licked my lips, still tasting her.

“Place your hands on the door.”

She pressed her forehead into the wood, resisting my command but knowing it was futile. So, she complied, albeit slowly.

The rustling of clothes filled the room as I unbuckled my belt and unzipped my pants. Then, I was pressing my eager tip against her tight entrance.

“~I hate you,~” she whispered, her face hidden against the door.

I sighed, pressing a gentle kiss to her temple.

“No, you don’t,” I said. And with that, I plunged inside her.

Kaia cried out, rising onto her toes and pressing her palms flat against the door as I thrust into her, again and again.

I gripped her thigh, lifting her leg to the side to allow me deeper access. Her moan of pleasure nearly pushed me over the edge.

My other hand snaked around her waist, my fingers dipping into her folds to tease her clit.

I nipped at her nape with my teeth.

“~Come.~”

She screamed again, her inner muscles tightening around me, forcing me to grit my teeth as I tried to remain still, letting her feel.

Her body was just beginning to relax when I resumed my thrusts.

I licked her neck, savoring the salty taste of her skin on my tongue. Then I whispered in her ear.

“Good girls get to come,” I murmured darkly. “Are you going to be a good girl and give me another?”

Her body tightened around me in response to my words, a clear indication of how much my little kitten enjoyed it.

When she remained silent, her stubborn chin lifting in a way that only made me harder, I let my fingers trail down the curve of her ass, slipping between the cheeks.

Her sharp intake of breath was audible, her hand reaching back to grip my wrist before I could go any further.

“Yes. I’ll be a good girl,” she blurted out quickly.

A wave of satisfaction washed over me. With a tilt of my hips, I pushed deeper into her, each thrust hitting her G-spot repeatedly.

This time, when she came, I joined her. My forehead rested against the back of her neck as I released deep inside her.

I pulled out, watching as a trail of cum slid out of her before my hand cupped her, holding it in.

Kaia swatted my arm away.

“What are you doing?” she hissed, her temper flaring once again.

I couldn’t help but grin.

“Just making sure we don’t waste a drop,” I said. I slipped two fingers back inside her, pushing my cum back as deep as I could. “Clause five, paragraph one,” I whispered in her ear before turning her around and pressing a kiss to her lips, finally releasing her body.

I zipped up my pants and straightened my clothes.

Kaia’s eyes widened as she glanced at my desk.

Realization dawned on her. She made a dash for the desk.

Before she could reach it, I held it high above her head.

“I’ll email you a copy, kotik,” I smirked. “This one is mine.”

“You’re an asshole, Aleksandr!” she screamed just as I slammed the door shut, leaving her fuming on the other side.