Luka shoves him. "You don't dirty talk like that with Katia." I point at Bogdan. "Get on your knees and show me how sorry you are. Or get the fuck out." Lazar bursts out laughing. Stefan grabs Bogdan's shoulder and physically pushes him down. "There you go." Bogdan grins before hooking one of my legs over his shoulder. His tongue sucking on my clit, then moving between my folds until he plunges inside me. I shove my hands in his raven hair pulling him flush against me riding his face. His apology is creative. Very creative. "Fuck," I breathe out. "You're really good at apologies."