My Accidental Billionaire Husband (Katia and Julian) novel Chapter 404

Beg for it

Katia’s POV

The mansion had been full of other people’s crises for days.

Noah. Elliot. Delia. Press conferences. Threats against our son. Legal calls. Security updates. We had moved through it like soldiers sharing a trench, efficient and exhausted, barely touching except in passing. had watched Julian carry the weight of it on his shoulders and in the way he kissed Aiden’s forehead like he was still counting the seconds since the school.

Tonight I decided the war could wait.

I sent Aiden to Grandma Celeste’s for the night with a casual excuse about needing quiet. Then I went into our bedroom and opened the bottom drawer of my dresser, the one Julian never checked because he respected my

space.

Black lace. A harness-style bodysuit that framed my breasts and left my cunt completely exposed. Sheer stockings. A thin leather collar with a silver ring at the front. Matching cuffs. A short leash of soft black leather. A small remote vibrator. A slender plug with a dark jewel at the base. Lube. The paddle I had only used on him twice before.

I took my time getting ready. Showered. Oiled my skin. Brushed my hair until it fell heavy down my back. Stepped into the stockings, then the bodysuit, adjusting the straps so they sat tight against my hips. The collar went on last. I buckled it firmly, felt the weight of the ring against my throat, and smiled at my reflection.

Julian belonged to me tonight.

I left the bedroom door open and positioned myself on the edge of the bed, legs crossed, leash coiled neatly beside me. The mansion was large enough that the rest of the house felt distant. Only the soft sound of the bedroom door eventually shifting told me he had come looking for me.

He stopped in the doorway.

For a long second he just looked.

“Katia.”

My name came out rough.

I didn’t smile. I let my eyes travel over him the way I used to before the world started trying to take pieces of us.

“Close the door,” I said. “Lock it.”

He did. The click sounded loud in the quiet room.

“Take off your jacket. Then your shirt. Slowly.”

He obeyed Jacket first, folded over the chair. Then the buttons of his shirt, one by one. I watched the muscle of his chest and stomach come into view, the faint marks of stress still living under his skin. When the shirt was gone, I crooked a finger.

“Come here.”

He walked to me I stayed seated, looking up at him, and reached for his belt. The leather slid tree with a soft sound. I unzipped him, pushed trousers and underwear down together, and wrapped my hand around his cock. He was already hard Thick Hot I stroked him once, twice, then let go

“On your knees ”

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Julian’s eyes darkened, but he dropped without argument. The sight of him kneeling between my spread thighs, still half-dressed, made heat pool low in my belly. I picked up the leash and clipped it to the ring on my collar, then held the end out to him.

“Hold this,” I said. “You’re not allowed to let go unless I say so. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

A muscle jumped in his jaw. “Yes, Katia.”

I stood, forcing him to tip his head back to keep the leash slack. The bodysuit framed everything/I wanted him to see. My nipples were tight against the lace. The bare lips of my cunt were already slick. I stepped closer until the tip of his nose nearly brushed me.

“You’ve been living in your head for days,” I said quietly. “Carrying everyone else’s shit. Tonight you don’t get to think. Tonight you get to beg.”

I guided his mouth to me with the leash and a hand in his hair. The first stroke of his tongue made my knees weaken, but I kept my voice steady.

“Slower. Deeper. I want to feel you starving for it.”

He groaned against me and obeyed. I kept the leash short, controlling the angle of his head while he licked and sucked. When his tongue pushed inside me, I rolled my hips against his face and let myself make noise. The wet sounds filled the room. My free hand stayed in his hair, holding him exactly where I wanted him.

“That’s it. Good boy. Don’t you dare stop until I come.”

I rode his mouth until the orgasm built sharp and sudden. My thighs trembled. I pulled the leash tighter and ground down as I came, watching his eyes stay locked on mine the whole time. When the last wave passed, I stepped back, breathing hard, and looked down at the shine on his lips and chin.

“Stand up. Bed. On your back.”

He moved fast. I climbed over him, straddling his chest first, then sliding down until the head of his cock notched against my entrance. I didn’t take him in yet. I stayed there, rocking just enough to tease, the leash still in my

hand.

“Ask me for it.”

Julian’s hands flexed on my thighs. “Katia-”

“Ask properly.”

His voice dropped. “Please. Let me inside you. I need your cunt.”

I sank down onto him in one slow, controlled motion. The stretch made both of us groan I stayed fully seated for a moment, adjusting, feeling him throb deep inside me, then began to move. Long, rolling rolls of my hips. I kept the leash short so he had to look up at me, had to watch every expression that crossed my face

“You feel that?” I asked “That’s mine. This cock is mine. Your mouth is mine Tonight you don’t come until t decide you’ve earned it”

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