Without a word, Viktor moved. He shifted his weight, hovering over her sleeping form. His hand reached down, fingers trembling slightly as he parted her thighs.
She was heavy, relaxed in deep slumber, her flesh yielding easily to his touch. He positioned himself between her legs, the heat radiating from her pussy hitting his cock like a physical blow.
He didn't wake her. He didn't ask.
He clamped his hand over her mouth, his palm pressing her lips together.
Then, he pressed the weeping tip of his cock against her wet slit.
Schluck.
With one brutal, singular motion, he plunged his hips forward.
Mira's eyes flew wide open.
"Mmph—!"
A muffled scream died against his palm. Tears instantly sprang to the corners of her eyes, her pupils dilating in sheer shock as her body was jolted awake by the sudden invasion.
She tried to buck, to push him off, but Viktor was already leaning down, sealing his mouth over hers, swallowing her muffled cries with a bruising, possessive kiss.
