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sucking, and the nipping of teeth all over my body as I fight the natural reaction to become aroused. My resistance only seems to spur my captor on. He shoves a thick finger of one hand into my soaked opening, and he lowers the gag from my mouth with his other. He pumps his finger in and out of me a few times, and then he places the digit between my lips in a silent command for me to suck it clean.
    “Always watching, Ptichka!” Glazov growls in my ear. My suspicions are correct once again… my abductor is my husband. He slices through the tape around my wrists, catching my nude body in his arms before dropping me to the floor. I land on all fours, and he quickly cuts the tape around my ankles. He pushes down on the back of my neck, forcing me to turn my head to the side and rest my cheek on the floor while demanding I keep my ass hiked in the air. I know what he wants; he wants me open and exposed for his viewing pleasure. I can hear him stripping out of his clothing as he circles my body. He finally stops directly in front of me. His hand twists in my hair as he pulls my mouth up to his cock, and he forcefully makes me take it in. I suck and pull him into my throat as deeply as I can without choking. He lifts the blindfold up over my head and off, looking down on me with cold eyes.
    “Don’t you dare make me come.”
    I slow down; licking and sucking slowly, I tease him but don’t satisfy him. He jerks my head back roughly by the handful of hair he grips, forcing me to look up at him.
    “What the fuck have I told you about going out without a bodyguard?”
    When I attempt to speak, he just shakes his head at me, forbidding me the opportunity to defend myself for going out unaccompanied. He pushes my face back down to the floor, positions himself behind my raised ass, and slides into me. I can feel my knees scraping against the unforgiving concrete, but the pleasure and the thrill of being taken like this, overshadows any pain.
    “You never tire of being taken, and I never tire of taking you. You’re mine for life,” he growls at me.
    I can feel his large hands behind me, spreading my cheeks wide open so he can watch all the vile things he does to me.
    “Touch yourself, baby. That’s a good girl. Let me watch you come. You look so fucking beautiful when you submit to me.”
    My body clenches and throbs against him, pulling his seed from his body and milking him of all his rage. He gently lays me down on the floor. I can hear him rifling through cabinets until, finally, the feel of a soft blanket covers me. He picks me up after he dresses, and I’m still wrapped in the blanket. He carries me out to the car, goes back to the warehouse to lock everything up, and then returns to get in the driver’s seat.
    “Where’s your car?”
    “Yafon dropped me off in the alley where I picked you up.”
    “Picked me up?” I question him, chuckling.
    Yafon has worked for my husband for as long as I’ve known Glazov, and after twenty years of marriage, he is familiar with our antics. This isn’t the first time we have played abduction games.
    I wrap myself up in the warmth of the blanket, hugging it close to me before I lay my head down on my husband’s lap. Feeling safe and loved, I give in to sleep while my husband drives us back to the mansion.



Chapter Eight
    Glazov
    I stroke her hair as I pull out of the warehouse parking lot and head back toward the mansion. I had planned on coming by to check on the cleaner’s work after the incident with Vadim. I’m not usually in the habit of going in behind her and verifying her work, but this is my son we’re talking about, and I needed to make sure she wiped away all evidence of his first kill. While confirming Kodiak could not be tied to the crime, one of my bodyguards notified me that my little Ptichka had flown the coup once again. This is the exact reason why I keep her on such a short leash; trouble follows her. I decided it was time to instill a little fear of just