I lay awake long after Alexei’s breathing deepened, the note still folded tight in my fist under the pillow.
Tomorrow night, after he falls asleep, come to the east wing. My door will be unlocked. Don’t make me wait. I have plans for the rest of what belongs to me.
My cunt throbbed—still tender from the careful way Alexei had f****d me, still aching for the thicker stretch of the man who had taken me first. The faint smear of pink he had wiped away felt like the most delicious lie. He believed he had been the one to open me. He had looked so proud.
Sleep came shallow and full of the same images: broad hands, silver at the temples, a thick c**k forcing me open while I moaned like I had in that hotel room.
Morning arrived too soon. Alexei woke hard against my back. He nuzzled my neck, vo
