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I take him deep again and again, swirling my tongue around his tip before diving back down. When he’s as deep inside my mouth as I think I can take, he gently bucks his hips, sliding deeper, demanding more. And I want to give him all of it. All of me.
I move to slide my hand between my legs, but Yakov grabs my arm. He holds my wrist and slides himself into my mouth in slow, luxurious strokes, taking what he wants from me.
I whimper around him, my heartbeat thrumming between my thighs.
When he slides out, I gasp. “Please, Yakov. Let me come with you. I need it.”
Suddenly, he lifts me off the floor and places me on his lap. His finger burns a path down my neck and over my chest. He circles my nipple through the thin material of my shirt. “You promised you would ask when you needed my help, solnyshka.”
“Help me, Yakov,” I breathe, wrapping my arms around his neck. “Fuck me.”
His pupils are blown wide as he shifts my shorts to the side and sinks into me inch by inch.
My mouth opens in a silent cry as I take him. When he’s seated deep, I drop my head to his shoulder. “Thank you.”
Yakov kisses my neck and then fucks me with the softest, gentlest thrusts. His hips barely move, but each shift inside of me sets off fireworks. I feel him everywhere.
I try to set a faster pace, but he holds my hips firm. “I’m in control, Luna. You asked me for help. Let me help you.”
He fills me with slow, steady movements. It’s a slow build, but I enjoy every second. He strokes my face and looks into my eyes like he can’t believe I’m in front of him. Like I’m the most precious thing he has ever held. Then he grips my hips and drags me against him again and again. When my breath catches and release pulses through me, Yakov follows after me, a stream of broken Russian falling from his lips.
He kisses me long and hard. All of the power he withheld comes out in the bruising crush of his mouth on mine.
Then he scoops me up in his arms and carries me towards the door.
“I thought we just talked about me walking on my own?” I whisper, laying my head on his shoulder.
“You couldn’t walk right now even if you wanted to.”
I take stock of my trembling thighs. He isn’t wrong.
He sees the fight in me drain away and smirks. “That’s what I thought.”
24
YAKOV
“It’s good to have you out drinking with us again. It’s been too long.” Kuzma clinks his glass against mine, beer sloshing over the rim onto the sticky tabletop.
Savva adds his glass to the mix, sending more beer sloshing. “Cheers to that.”
I grimace and drain my third drink in less than an hour.
Turns out, giving Luna space is easier said than done.
I can see where she’s coming from. If anyone was in my face all the time, telling me what to do and when to do it, I’d kill them. There is no way I’d put up with it.
But that’s because I can take care of myself. I can kill any man who comes against me. Luna hasn’t seen even half of the horrors I have and she isn’t trained for any of this. So when it comes down to it, I’d rather her hate me than let anything happen to her or our babies.
“If Nik was here, it would be just like the old days,” Savva murmurs. Kuzma elbows him in the side and Savva seems to realize what he said. “Nik will be back with us in no time, for sure.”
“Isay, too,” Kuzma adds. “As soon as we’ve taken out anyone who dares to cross us, we can all go out. Until then…”
Until then, my brother is in a coma that may never end and Isay is on guard back at the mansion while I’m gone. Until Pavel has been taken care of, I’m not taking any fucking chances with Mariya and Luna.
“What’s the latest on Pavel?” Savva asks.
“I haven’t heard from him since he called the other day.”
