Straddling him. Fitting her body tightly to his. He seemed to always be hard for her. Ready for her. She leaned into him, grinding her mound against his hard bulge while she gently kissed each scratch and tear on his face. She didn’t know what she was feeling, only that she felt full. Completed. Whole. And he made her feel that way. “Do you mean it, Aleksei? You aren’t disappointed that you didn’t get a woman who could fight by your side?” “It is impossible to be disappointed in you, kislány.” Aleksei slid his hands down her body, from beneath her arms to her hips, taking her clothing with it. He bent his head to capture her mouth. “We do not have a lot of time, little cat, and there are things I want to do to you. Things I need from you, so this time, you will give that to me.” He murmured the command against her lips, his hands spanning her waist. “I already gave you obedience,”
