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Sweet Depravity: A Dark Mafia Romance by Zoe Blake

The moment she told me no, I knew she was mine.

I didn’t come to her apartment planning to tie her to her bed and ravage her.

A Russian arms dealer has no need for an innocent schoolteacher.

I would have done what I came to do and left, but when she opened those gorgeous red lips and threatened to scream I knew she would be screaming long before I was finished with her.

Screaming for me.

I’m not just going to take her. I’m going to take over her entire world.

Where she lives. What she eats. Where she works. Her every breath will be under my control.

Call it obsession.

Call it depravity.

I don’t give a damn… as long as you call her mine.

Publisher’s Note: Sweet Depravity is a stand-alone novel which is the second entry in the Ruthless Obsession series. It includes spankings, rough sexual scenes, intense and humiliating punishments, and strong D/s themes. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

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Author: Zoe Blake

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Length: 63,000 words


Without warning, he flipped me over. I had to push up onto my knees to ease the increased pressure of the twisted tie around my wrists. I had expected him to position himself on his knees behind me, but instead, he lay on his back and his head went between my thighs.

I cried out in alarm. “No. You can’t. It’s too sensitive now.” I had never even tried to come twice in a row because my clit was always too sensitive after the first orgasm. I honestly didn’t think it would even be possible.

His warm breath tickled the inside of my thigh as he chuckled. “Vy zakonchili, kogda ya govoryu, chto vy zakonchili. YA khochu bol’she etoy sladkoy pizdy.”

I did not know what he was saying, but I was certain it was dirty. Before I could ask, his mouth was back on me and I had to bite my pillow to keep from screaming. I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing he was right. As I recovered from my second mind-blowing orgasm, his warm skin brushed the backs of my thighs.

I tensed.

His left hand caressed my back as his right rubbed my pussy. He pushed two fingers inside, then a third.

“Ow! Wait!”

“Shhh. This is happening, krasotka. Let me prepare you.”

His fingers shifted in and out of my body, opening me as his other hand continued to rub my back. Still, I couldn’t stop the rising panic. He was too big. I pulled at my binds. “Untie me.”


The distinctive sound of a foil wrapper being torn open sounded out like an alarm.

“Please, I don’t want to be tied up anymore.”

“No,” came his same unrelenting reply.

My voice became high-pitched and strained. “You can’t say no when I’m saying no.”

“Yes, I can.”

With a cry of frustration, I yanked on the silk tie, which only tightened it further around my wrists, causing angry red marks. Before I could argue again, my body rocked forward as a sharp sting of pain radiated from my right ass cheek.

He had spanked me!

The bastard had actually spanked me.

Casting an outraged look over my shoulder, I raged, “How dare you?”

He spanked me again.

“Stop that!”

He raised his arm. My eyes widened. “Don’t you dar—”

I wasn’t even able to finish my threat. He spanked me a third time. By now, my skin was on fire. Hot needle pricks ran over my ass and down my thighs. The worst part was it seemed to heighten the pleasurable soreness I was already feeling between my legs.

“Are you going to be a good girl and obey me, or do I keep spanking you?”

Under normal circumstances, the sexual threat of that sentence would be scary, but when it was uttered in a heavy Russian accent by a huge Russian criminal who currently had me tied to a bed, it was terrifying.

“Please,” I begged, although I wasn’t sure what for.

He leaned down to whisper in my ear, “Tell me you’re going to be my good girl.” His free hand reached under my body to caress my breast before pinching my nipple. The sharp stab of pain was another warning.

“Yes,” I breathed. “I’ll be your good girl.”

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