Chapter 26

DANILL

Walking her backward, I press her back against the wall, knowing that this part of the room is hidden from the view of the dance floor, though if anyone up here were to walk past us, they would definitely know what we’re doing.

Looking over to the left, I jerk my chin toward the man that I have standing guard. He lifts his hand to his mouth, coughing once before he turns his back to us. Shifting my gaze back to my wife, I look into her eyes.

I don’t say a word. I have a million things that I could say, but I’m pissed and horny. She reaches for my belt and unbuckles it before she shoves my pants down as far as she can. It’s just enough to release my cock.

Grabbing ahold of the backs of her thighs, I position myself between them, my cock against her center as I push her thighs open and backward. Her knees touch the wall and I swear to fuck whatever yoga shit she does, I’ll pay extra.

Thrusting my hips forward, I bury myself deep inside of her. She gasps, her head falling backward. I don’t let her get used to the feel of me, to my size, nothing.

This is an angry fuck right now.

I’m so fucking pissed off and I can’t get the thought of the DA’s kid touching her. Of any man touching her. Of this goddamn dress that she’s wearing.

None of it.

Holding her legs open, I look into her eyes. I watch her as I fuck her and I give her everything that I have right now. I hope she feels my annoyance, my frustration, my downright fucking anger.

Her hands wrap around my shoulders, gripping them as I take her hard and fast. I hear her gasp, watch her chest rise and fall. All of it is spectacular. Dipping my chin, I press my lips against hers and I only breathe her air, only allowing her to breathe mine.

“Fuck,” she sighs.

I growl, nipping her bottom lip, I keep my teeth gripping her lip, my hips not stopping. I slam into her over and over, my teeth bruising her, probably causing her to bleed. I don’t give a fuck, I move inside of her, feeling her tight cunt wrap around me.

She gasps, I feel her pussy flutter around my cock and I know that she’s close. My back tingles and I feel my balls draw up. I don’t stop. I don’t slow down. Instead, I fuck her harder.

Ripping my face from hers, I pound into her as I feel her body tremble beneath mine. Then she cries out at the same time I feel her pussy clamp down and suck me in.

Burying myself deep inside of her, I let my release fill her. My cock twitches and I let my head fall back and I come deep inside of her. We stay that way, me buried balls deep, holding her legs spread wide and open for me, her panting breaths fanning my neck.

“Danill,” she rasps.

Dropping my head, my gaze finds hers and I hold it. I’m no less angry than I was just moments ago. Now, I’m just physically satisfied and angry.

“Holland.”

She licks her lips, her eyes holding mine. “I missed you.” Her voice is small, sweet, and I almost forget everything. Except I don’t and I can’t.

“Missed me while you let another man hug you?” I ask. “He fuck this cunt too?”

I shift my hips forward and grind my pelvis against her clit. She gasps and moves her hands, pressing her palms against my chest as she tries to push me away. I don’t budge. I can hear people talking behind us, but I ignore it.

This is all that matters.

“Excuse me?” she breathes. “Are you joking right now?”

I arch a brow, my gaze never leaving hers as I press my lips together in a straight line. I don’t say anything. Lifting one of my hands from her thigh, I wrap it around the front of her throat. Leaning forward, I touch my mouth to hers.

“If I haven’t been clear enough. Let me make myself perfectly clear. You are mine. You are my wife. You are my property. I own you and under no circumstances is a man allowed to touch you—ever.”

“Or what?” she grinds out.

Lifting my head, I look down at her and smirk. “Or I kill him, then deal with you.”