Viktor's hips rolled slow, deliberate, his cock grinding deep in Olivia's ass crack through those thin white panties. The fabric was already damp from her arousal, doing nothing to hide what her body wanted even as her mind screamed denial.
"Wrong?" Viktor's breath was hot against her neck. His tongue dragged across her skin, tasting the salt of her nervous sweat. "Your cunt's dripping through your panties, priestess. Your nipples are hard enough to cut glass."
His hand left her breast to grab her jaw, tilting her head sharply to the side. Olivia's teary golden eyes met his dark ones for a split second before his mouth crashed against hers.
No permission. No warning.
Just invasion.
Viktor's tongue shoved past her lips, filling her mouth, claiming it. Olivia's muffled gasp was swallowed entirely as he kissed her like he owned her-deep, demanding, overwhelming.
