Page 82 of Until Death or Defeat

“It isn’t twisting, maybe you should just be more careful how you word things,” I tease as I reach out and grab her throat, her hands immediately going up to hold my arm. I chuckle and lean forward to whisper in her ear.

“I bet you’re already soaked. Tell me,solnishko, do you still feel my seed up that tight cunt of yours? You kept it inside you all day,” I coo as I go to suck her sensitive spot right on the side of her neck underneath her ear.

“You’re sick,” she seethes, struggling to argue much with me holding her throat firmly.

“I think you prefer when I’m sick, because you’re just as sick as me, aren’t you?” I ask her as I release her throat and she pretends to be annoyed with me.

“Aren’t you curious to see how good I’d break you? The way I’d have you begging and crawling?” I ask as I look down at her.

“No, because that isn’t ever going to happen, I shouldn’t have ever let you touch me,” she says as she tries to push past me, but I grab a fistful of her hair.

“Is this the game you want to play tonight,moya zhena?” I ask with a wicked smile on my face. “I’m happy to provide the full experience.”

If anyone else were to see her now; maybe they’d say she's furious. But I know her looks well. OnlyIknow when she masks her arousal with anger. OnlyIknow how twisted my wife is, and I plan to show her.

“I don’t want to playanyfucking game Artem,” she says as she tries to move but I hold her tightly in place by her hair. “Let go, or I swear to God I’ll?—”

“You’ll what? Don’t you remember the lesson I taught you the night of our engagement?” I pull her hair down, reluctantly forcing her to the floor on her knees as I hold her there. “I can best you with only half of my strength, and you agreed.”

“That was because you fucking backed me into a corner, of course I agreed!”

“Well, consider this another corner,” I say as my free hand goes to unzip my pants.

Her eyes watch the movement, and I can see the pang of desire etched in them.

You can’t fool me,solnishko.

“Now, you’re going to take what I give you, won’t you? If you’re good, I’ll go easier on you.”

I can see the way she wants to come up with the words to complain, but can’t seem to get them out.

“Don’t worry, whatever it is you want to say won’t matter.” I let my cock out, my tip leaking pre cum and aching. “Youdon’t need a safe word, do you? I think you’re a bit tougher than that, unless I’m wrong.”

She clenches her jaw, and I know she's contemplating how she should reply to appear stronger than me. “No, and even if I did, you couldn’t make me say it.”

“No? That sounds like a fun challenge,zhena. Let’s make one. How about‘roza’?”

“You’re making it Russian so I forget it, aren’t you?”

“Thought you didn’t need it anyway?” I ask as I tilt my head.

She glares up at me and I bring her face closer to my cock. “Open up,” I demand, and when she refuses, I tighten my hold in her hair, which seems to be enough motivation for her to finally open her mouth.

I yank her face onto me, forcing my length down her throat as she chokes.

“Fuck yes,” I snarl as I savor the feeling of the contractions on my cock before pulling her off. She coughs, trying to catch her breath again as the drool drips down her chin.

I pull her into me again, this time setting a quick pace as I fuck her face desperately. Her eyes are on mine as I watch her choke and drool around my cock, her eyes unable to keep their defiant edge as her arousal grows.

“Look at you, you’re being so goodsolnishko, take your face fucking,” I rasp to her between my own ragged breaths. “That’s right, you love this shit, don’t you?”

I know my words only spur her on, I’m sure she hasn’t even noticed that her arms are complacently at her sides instead of trying to loosen my hold. The mascara running down her cheeks as I watch her...

I pull her off and use her hair to bring her back up, my lips smashing onto hers and tasting myself on her lips. “Turn,” I demand, and she’s about to argue until I take her and turn hermyself, forcing her to bend over the back of the couch. “Tsk, I told you if you were good, I’d go easy on you, but you’re being very disobedient.”

I rip her leggings down, bringing her pathetic excuse for underwear down with them. “Look at that,” I coo as my index and middle finger run down her slit, collecting a mix of her arousal and my cum that has been dripping from her all day. I take my wet fingers and force them into her mouth. “How do we taste,moya zhena?” I let her suck them clean before I slip them back out.

I line myself up with her entrance and push myself inside easily. “Fuck, it’s so good. So fucking wet,” I growl as I lift her head up, forcing her back to arch as I pound into her.