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"I'm not sure we should be here Anya," Claudia whispered to her friend as they entered a dark building in the heart of the city's most seedy district. "I'm all for taking our friendship to the next level, but I thought you meant a bottle of wine, listening to classic rock on the radio and pouring out our recent tragic heartbreaks to each other." Anya laughed and, taking Claudia's hand, squeezed it. The two women stood like night and day next to each other on the threshold of one of the city's more notorious underground gambling clubs. Anya had asked Claudia to come as her wing-woman because she had no other friend she could ask. She needed to find Ash and sources told her he would be here tonight. She hadn't wanted to be alone when she confronted him. "We're perfectly safe here, Claudia. I promise. These men couldn't touch me even if they wanted to." The tall, beautiful blond was starting to draw stares from some of the city's most dangerous men. Claudia was always stunning, but
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Anya had stopped resisting Ash almost right away. Not that it mattered. He had been willing to tie her up and gag her if it meant getting the conniving beauty back to his place and into his bed. The one taste he had of her only ignited the fire. He wanted more. He wanted everything. And he would take everything, even if it meant pissing off her very powerful kin. She sat beside him in his black truck where he'd thrust her into the passenger seat, staring woodenly out of the tinted window. She hasn't said a word, not even to ask where they were going. Not that she ever did what he expected her to do. She wasn't like any woman he'd ever known. She frustrated him, infuriated him and ignited his lust like no other. Even now he had to stop himself from slamming on the brakes, yanking her across the space that separated them and fucking her right there in the front seat of his vehicle. He gripped the steering wheel and tried to ignore the tantalizing fragrance of her fruity body lotion.
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Anya clutched at the slabs of muscle in Ash's back and shoved herself up so she could see where they were going. Ash opened the laundry room door and strode into what looked, from her upside down point of view, to be a kitchen. Bane came bounding toward them, but one harsh word from Ash had the dog sliding to an undignified stop where he watched them pass silently, his heavy tail thumping against the floor. "Ash" Anya said tentatively, "what are you doing?" "What does it look like?" he replied. "Taking my woman to a proper bed where I'm going to fuck that slippery, tight pussy until neither of us can stand for at least a day." "Oh," she said, feeling her pussy gush just a little more at his crude words. "It's just, I can walk you know. I think I would prefer to walk actually." "Not a chance. Every time I let you use those beautiful legs, you use them to walk away from me. Not this time babe. This time I'm staking my claim good and hard so you know who you belong to." Anya's t
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She reached out for the T-shirt Ash had been wearing and pulled it over her head. It swam on her, reaching midway down her thighs. She pulled on her boots, snatched up her phone again and stomped back into the kitchen where Bane greeted her excitedly. She patted his head absently as she headed for the front door. Boris was waiting for her next to one of a fleet of her brother's tastefully armoured cars. She dialled her brother while making a beeline for Boris, the expression on his scarred up face one of amusement. She would be more than happy to change that. If Vlad planned on ruining her evening, she planned on ruining Boris' by extension. Vlad answered his phone. "Anastasia." "Vladimir," she responded in clipped Russian, "Why are you trying to ruin my life?" "Don't be melodramatic, solstne. Is Boris there with you?" "Yes," she snapped. "I am about to inform him that he may leave. Without me!" He sighed heavily. "I am trying to protect you, Anastasia. This man, Asher Bowl
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He ignored her, continuing his assault. She barely noticed when his wandering fingers moved up her ass to the puckered hole of her anus. She tried to move when she felt him begin to massage her there, but he held her immobile. His feet, on the inside of hers, stopped her from closing her legs and the heavy hand on her back prevented her from standing. She was forced to submit to whatever ministrations he chose to play out on her body. "Ash!" she gasped as pleasure streaked uncontrollably through her. "What are you doing to me?" "I promised," he grunted, forcing his thumb through the soapy outer ring of her asshole. "That I would make you come harder than ever before. Now, come for me, baby." As his thumb slid into her ass, his other fingers continued to torture her engorged clit. Anya keened wildly, her hips bucking under his hands as she came for him, harder than she'd done ever before. Her body collapsed forward in a boneless heap. He caught her, sliding an arm under her waist.
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After the best sleep of her life, Anya had woken to the wicked sensation of Ash's lips and tongue on her pussy. She wasn't sure how long he had been down there, but she was definitely good and wet when he finally finished wringing orgasms from her and crawled up her body. He held her arms over her head, pressed his chest to her breasts and kissed her thoroughly while sliding his thick penis into her slick vagina. She had gasped into his mouth and arched her body up against his. He made love to her slowly and thoroughly, capturing the expressions of ecstasy that crossed her features as though they belonged to him. They drifted back from the edge of their mutual pleasure sprawled across the bed, limbs entwined. They lingered in bed, as the morning sun rose, warming their naked bodies. They talked quietly, conversing about nothing and everything. After an hour of enjoying the simple pleasure of being together Ash insisted they get up and eat. Anya giggled when he told her he needed her
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"Fuck it. I'm a pussy whipped motherfucker," Ash grumbled to himself as he drove up to the gates of the Sitnikov mansion. It had taken three hours after Anya's departure before he decided to go look for her. He realized he didn't care if she was spoiled brat. He loved the little troublemaker. He would just have to do his best to meet her standards, and if he came up short, he would take her to bed, where he knew he was capable of fulfilling her every wish. He just had to brave the lion's den and convince her he was in it for the long run. He would then see about purchasing some restraints so when she got mad he could tie her down and keep her from flying away back to the gilded cage, under her brothers supervision. Hopefully he didn't get himself shot in the process. "Asher Bowles to see Anastasia Sitnikov," he announced himself when the speaker box demanded to know who he was. "Drive around," demanded the voice with a thick Russian accent. Ash knew without a doubt that the v
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Anya gritted her teeth in pain as a rope tightened around her wrists. "Ease the fuck up, you twat!" she snapped at the guy securing her to a chair. He responded by tightening the bonds even more. Anya fantasized about all the gory things she was going to do to his scrawny ass when she, a) got loose, and b) found something sharp and pointy, like the knife that lived in her boot since her last kidnapping. She had already tipped them off to her self-defence capabilities when she'd fought like a wild cat after they grabbed her. She hoped those cracks she'd heard as they struggled to get her into the trunk of a car were broken bones. If not then she'd be sure to remedy that situation when she finished exacting her revenge on her friend, Idiot Twat, who couldn't tie a knot to save his life. Anya continued to think vicious, bloody thoughts so she wouldn't give in to the panic that threatened to overwhelm her. She knew her brother would come for her. Eventually. Anya just hoped he found
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It was amazing to Claudia how long a split second could feel when a person was castigating themselves for making a very bad decision. She screamed in terror, her arms still locked around Dante's neck, as she fell through the air, hoping desperately that pool tiles didn't hurt too much after a thirty-foot fall. They missed the tiles and hit the pool together, the force of their entry driving them to the bottom. Claudia bent her knees, but the impact was minimal. She let go of Dante's neck and pushing her feet against the concrete bottom, propelling herself back up. Claudia broke through the water gasping for air and looked around in confusion, water streaming over her head and into her eyes. She immediately turned to where Tyson was frantically calling her name and started swimming weakly toward him. Dante surfaced in front of her and, immediately taking in the disadvantage of his situation, surrounded by an extremely angry Tyson King and his men, grabbed Claudia. She struggled in h
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"I've missed you, Alicia." Claudia stared in shock and horror as she stumbled into Tyson's living room. Dante Marquez, her ex-boyfriend, surveyed the room as if he owned the place. He looked the same as he had when she'd last seen him a year and a half ago. He was a few inches shorter than her in her expensive heels. His chest and shoulders were leanly muscled. His tanned skin and black hair attested to his Cuban ancestry. He was a handsome man, with dark eyes, a sharp nose and high cheekbones. Though she despised him with every part of her, she also saw the original appeal. Claudia had spent months agonizing over the stupidity of her decisions. In the face of Dante's commanding presence and good looks, it was a miracle any woman could resist him. Until they saw the darkness that lurked within. It hadn't taken Claudia long to discover his true colours. She wondered how many other women had found out too late. "Dante," she said quietly. He turned to her, studying her striking fe
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The woman was holding a walking stick, too. Dear god, was she blind? Claudia was about to scream out to her when the woman, apparently instinctively, dropped to her knees and then rolled over on her side, covering her head. A spray of bullets hit the metal doors of the closing elevator right where the woman had been standing. Claudia turned to Daniel to warn him about the innocent woman. He was staring toward the other woman, a look of anger and horror frozen on his face. Claudia had never seen such emotion penetrate his deadly exterior. Did he know the other woman? From her current position, Claudia doubted it. The woman looked soft and feminine, the opposite of anything that might attract Daniel Mercer. Yet, he was watching her like a hawk watches over its young. Deadly, uncannily still, ready to strike if necessary. Thinking quickly, Claudia said, "Give me one of those guns." Daniel looked down to where Claudia was crouched under him. Her green eyes held his earnestly. Like mo
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"Time to go," Daniel Mercer growled down at the two women. Claudia tossed her long blond waves back over her shoulder and glared up at Tyson's goon. Despite spending weeks in the guy's company, he wasn't even remotely softening toward her. He acted as though she were a glass wall. A thing he could touch and guard, but also see right through. He wasn't rude, but he wasn't anything else either. It drove her nuts. It drove her to be uncharacteristically stubborn when he made suggestions she wasn't particularly fond of. Like when he suggested in no uncertain terms that she could meet her friend in Tyson's fortress of a penthouse rather than at a restaurant. They had been back in the city for three days. Tyson had business to attend to and he had been unwilling to leave Claudia even for a day. She felt the same way, so she had accompanied him back. In the city, he wanted her to stay in the penthouse at all times where she was safe. In fact, he had insisted. Claudia had systematically br
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Tyson carried her back to his chair and collapsed onto the leather seat still buried in her body. Claudia curled her legs up around him and wrapped her arms around his neck. They sat that way for a long time, just talking and gently touching each other until Tyson once more took her mouth in long, drugging kisses. He picked her up and laid her down on the rug, kicked his shorts off and crawled over top of her. He took her body with such gentleness that Claudia was swept away on a swell of the sweetest orgasm she'd ever experienced. Tyson held her tightly in his arms, both of them silent in the glow of their mutual ecstasy. After several long moments, he stood up, towering over her prone body, and then gently lifted her up in his arms. He carried her up the stairs and tucked her in bed where she drifted off to sleep immediately with the feel of the soft, cushiony blankets surrounding her and Tyson's hard, warm body at her back. She had never felt safer. Until the next morning. Cla
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Claudia had no idea how long he left her like that. She was helpless to do anything but listen to his movements throughout the house. With the open loft she could hear him on the floor below working in the kitchen, making something to eat. She tried to think about the last time she ate and if she were hungry, but the sensations overwhelming her body were too distracting for her to worry about food. The press of the anal plug against her tender ass had gradually morphed from uncomfortable into an incredible fullness. Every time she shifted or wiggled her ass the plug moved ever so slightly, pressing against nerve endings she didn't know existed. The feelings were intense, unexpected and so unbelievably good. The better her ass felt the more she became aware of her empty pussy and the desire to have it filled. Specifically with the fat cock of her gorgeous, overbearing captor. Claudia bit her lip to keep from begging him to come over to the bed and fuck her. He was sitting in one of
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"Tyson, let's talk about this," Claudia gasped as she bounced on the bed, some of her temper diffusing as she began to get worried. "I'm not really into bondage." He ignored her and bent down to dig through the bag some more. The muscles of his arms strained against the fabric of his white dress shirt. She couldn't see what he was pulling out of the bag, but the rustling made her anxious. She tried to reason with him again, this time going for firm rather than pleading. "Don't you dare put anything else on me Tyson King, or I will make you regret it. Your other girlfriends might be into this kinky shit, but I'm having nothing to do with it." "I bought this stuff for you, before we even met. Never used it before," he rumbled in reply, straightening. Claudia's head swam with the idea that he was planning on using this stuff on her before he even acquired her. She was pretty sure that was stalkerrific, but her pussy tingled at the thought that he always planned on tying her down for
