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Craved by the Wrong Volkov

Chapter 115: On your fours

Author: jodiekesh27
updatedAt: 2026-01-14

CHAPTER 115: ON YOUR FOURS

Braelyn’s POV

"Why did you let him touch you?" Lucien drawled, his breath fanning against my skin. My head immediately fried, toes curling up feeling every inch of his touch.

His hand slipped under my skirt. "It makes me want to punish you for it. " He hissed

I panicked and the words slipped out. Trying not to think about what he was doing. He wasn’t meant to act this way.

"It’s nothing and besides, he is my husband." Why did I say that?

The air grew heavy with an ominous aura shrouding him. He was mad, his eyes darkened with the ghost of an evil smile, and a tugging on his lips. "I guess I am a jealous lover, Lynn.." he chuckled, but there was no amusement in it.

I tried to move away. "Lucien, you should not do this." I blurted trying to move away. His grip tightened. "Running away already." He scoffed then leaned closer.

"I should not be doing this but I want to." He said, his hand now tracing the edge of my panties. My core could already feel him and it made me miserable.

"It’s the office and we don’t..." He didn’t let me finish. I was about to bring up the same excuse I always do. The fact that this was just an act but his finger had already plunged into pussy

I gasped at the sudden intrusion. I wasn’t ready for that. I shot him a glare but that was all. "Still bringing up excuses but you forgot all those when you were sucking my cock. Do I need to give you my cock again to reset your brains?" He hissed, widening his fingers in a scissor motion.

"You let him touch you after everything. After having my gun in your Braelyn...." He said already moving within my folds in a languid motion while rubbing my swollen clit with his thumb

The feeling of pleasure began to grow slowly. I clutched his suit, trying to keep myself sane, but his fingers were wicked. He was already getting very familiar with my spots and was ruthlessly attacking them to the point I had to bite down hard to stop moaning

"I didn’t let him touch me. It was an accident." I could barely say. Lucien lifted me and placed me on the table, his fingers slowly picking up his pace in a slow frustrating way

It took everything in me not to grind against his hand. My stomach grew fuzzy and I was slowly losing reason

"Where did he touch you?" He asked, pulling down my blouse to place a kiss on the touch of my chest above my breast. He kissed slowly before sucking and nibbling it. My nipples were so hard that it was uncomfortable to keep them in the bra cup.

"Lucien please. This is the office someone might walk in, and the walls aren’t soundproof." I tried to reason with him but my legs were already spreading for him. He completely withdrew his hand earning a whimper from me before his lips brushed my ears giving me a jolt of sparks

"I am not scared of anyone finding out, you just have to hold on to those sweet moans, viper." He whispered in my ear before he slipped down my panties. I shuddered when the cold air touched me down there.

Without a doubt, I was already turned on. There was this thrill I didn’t want to acknowledge doing something like this in here. It felt like I was alive again.

"I won’t repeat myself. Where did he touch you?" His tone carried a dominance I could not refuse. My folds were already clenching with my clit swollen and needy. I need him in there even though I knew he wasn’t going to really fuck me....

Although I was curious what his dick felt like but without crossing that line meant I haven’t completely lost myself yet...

I swallowed a hard lump, my eyes slowly staring at him. He looked impeccable in that suit, even when he tried to look formal and elegant, that aura of defiance shrouded him.

Lucien was literally a mistake wrapped in a suit, but the type of mistake you would willingly jump into, saying you only live once. "On my thighs." I immediately blurted

His eyes darkened dangerously. "Anywhere else," he spat. I shook my head, and Lucien scoffed as he bent over. His hand was over my outer thigh, each touch was excruciatingly slow he stopped close to my butt before he went down and bit between my thighs

A moan slipped out, my head fell back as I scratched my table, trying to find anything to hold as a beacon. Lucien loved the way I was slowly unravelling. He started placing kisses in between my legs, going higher slowly, ignoring the desperate call from my core that was so damn wet in between my legs, slicked, and my nipples in excruciating pain.

I tried to move my hand towards my core, which felt him so close it was maddening. "Don’t you dare, Braelyn..." he hissed, and my hand froze.

"You are not allowed to touch yourself." He instructed. Kissing just below my labia. My eyes went wide.

He stepped back and moved the stuff on my table to one side. The entire time I could helplessly hope he would attend to my needs. "Lift your skirt and climb over the table on your fours and have your butt at me." He instructed and my eyes went wide.

"Luc..." He cut me off. "I am not a patient man, Viper. Don’t make this worse for yourself. " I was both scared and excited. My core was literally squeezing in anticipation.

I did as he said and climbed over the table on my knees, and like a good girl, I had my ass positioned before him, wiggling slightly to position right.

He chuckled before cussing. "The view is fucking beautiful from here." It was so vulgar but something in me loved it. Wiggled again, enjoying the way he groaned under his breath.

He grabbed my butt squeezing it hard. "You look like a slut now, but you can only be my slut. No one can know the dirty things we do." His voice carried a warning tone, and without warning, his palm smacked my butt. I shuddered as the sharp pain shot through me before turning in pleasure.

My core started to pull again. I knew I looked like a complete mess. I still shot him a glare. "The walls aren’t soundproof."

It wasn’t as if every sound would slip out, but if he was too loud, Juliet would know. His right hand accessed my cunt while the left was still rubbing the place he smacked. He circled my swollen clit when, without warning, he struck again, and my juices just dripped on his hand.

"Just stay quiet and your secret will remain hidden."

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