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Sophia’s nails dig into my back as she rides out the wave of her release. Her body convulses beneath mine, each gasp and moan she lets out only fueling my own desire. It’s intoxicating, the way she reacts to each thrust, each touch. Her bitten lip, the clawing of her nails, the arch of her back – it all drives me closer to my own climax.
I’m teetering on the edge, about to pull out, when she whispers something that freezes me in my tracks.
“Luka,” she pants, her eyes finding mine, “come inside of me.
It’s unexpected, this request, and it catches me completely off guard. I pause, staring down at her in surprise.
She doesn’t back down, though. Instead, she adds, “I…I can’t get pregnant. Not since the accident.”
Her words take a moment to sink in. But when they do, I simply nod. “Alright,” I manage to say, my voice rough with unshed desire.
And with her encouragement, I release inside her. The sensation is mind-numbing, overwhelming, and it wrings me dry. Finally, I collapse on top of her, spent. When my head stops spinning, I roll off her, pulling against me.
We lie there in silence for a while, the only sound being our labored breathing. Slowly, her hand begins to trace circles on my bare chest, her touch light but electric.
“You’re not going to ask me about it?” she asks, her voice trembling slightly. “Why I can’t…” she trails off.
I look down into her face, finding an unfamiliar vulnerability there. “If you’re not ready to talk, I won’t push,” I respond, my voice low, my words steady.
A beat of silence follows before she gathers herself and starts speaking, “The accident…it was more than my parents. It damaged my fallopian tubes…the impact, the doctors said.”
Her words hit me hard. My chest tightens with a pain that isn’t mine, yet it feels personal. “Sophia…” My voice is hoarse. I clear my throat. “I am sorry. I…”
“No, it’s okay,” she interrupts. “It’s just…it’s just a part of me now.”
Suddenly it seems that a weight lifts off my chest, a weight I didn’t even know I was carrying. “I was honestly worried the last time… That I had accidentally come inside of you,” I confess, the words tumbling out before I can stop them.
Sophia snorts, a small chuckle that sounds oddly out of place in the heavy conversation. “You were?”
“I mean. My world, it’s hard for a baby to fit in…” My words trail off yet again as I try to make sense of them myself. She doesn’t respond, but I can feel her nod against my chest.
“How many people have you killed?” Her sudden question sends an icy jolt through me.
But I answer. She must know that I am not a good person. Whatever she said to me earlier, there’s no denying this part of me. “More than I can count. But every one of them had it coming.”
The subtle tension in her body against mine is enough to tell me she’s taken aback. “What makes you say that…they had it coming?”
“The bastards who stab me in the back,” I state flatly. I look up into the dim light above us. “They meet the worst kind of end.”
I can feel her body go rigid, her breath hitching in her throat. “And,” she hesitates, “how do you decide who…has it coming?”
“Easy,” I reply. “If they harm what’s mine, they’ve signed their death warrant.”
Sophia’s fingers stop their idle tracing on my chest. “I- I am not who you think I am,” she mutters, pulling back a little.
“What do you mean?” The sudden change in her body language triggers an alarm in my head. Something is off.
“I- Luka, I don’t know what to—” she begins, but is cut off by the sound of my phone buzzing on the bedside table. I reluctantly release her and reach over to grab the device. The name “Dimitri” flashing on the screen halts any further questioning I have for Sophia.
“I have to take this,” I apologize, my tone terse. I could kill Dimitri for this interruption. She nods, retreating to the far side of the bed, wrapping the sheets around her as if they could shield her from whatever’s bothering her.
“Of course,” she responds, her voice barely audible.
Pulling away from Sophia, I press the phone against my ear. “Talk,” I snap into it.
“Luka, we’ve got a problem,” Dimitri’s voice comes out hushed over the line. “We found spyware. In the meeting room and in your bedroom.”
A chill races down my spine.
