CLAUDE
A broken moan left my lips as he pinned my hips down, tongue f*****g into me, licking, sucking, making me writhe. His grip was bruising, his breath rough against my skin as he devoured me like he had something to prove—like this wasn't just about pleasure.
This was him telling me that I was his.
"Nikolai—" My voice shattered, my body trembling under his mouth.
He hummed against me, the vibration sending fire through my veins. His tongue pressed deeper, teasing, stretching, his fingers parting me wider. I gasped, gripping the sheets, shaking.
"f**k, you're still so tight," he rasped, his breath hot against my slick skin. "Like no one's touched you since me."
No one had.
But I didn't say it.
He didn't need to hear it. He already knew.
When I thought I woul
