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My breasts sway with the rocking of my hips. He opens his mouth to capture a nipple and bites down. The sensation sends my libido into overdrive. Using my knees for leverage, I slide until his cock almost escapes before slamming back down. He grunts when I do it again. Soon his hands move back to my waist as he helps up before letting me fall. We stare into each other’s eyes as we chase our release. I scream out his name just as I feel his hot cum fill me.
I collapse on his chest as he holds me in place with his arm around my waist while his other hand strokes my back. We lay like that for several minutes as I gather my courage to face my children.
“Wish we could stay here like this all day,” I murmur.
He squeezes me before helping me sit back up. His cock still embedded inside me.
“Everything will be fine. You’ll see. Even if they get mad, you know they won’t stay mad for long. You’re their mom. They love you unconditionally.”
I nod before shifting off him. He helps me into the shower and washes me again as I mentally walkthrough what I need to say. Once we’re both dressed, we head downstairs.
“Breakfast?” Dixie asks.
I shake my head and run a hand over my queasy stomach. “No, I don’t think I can eat. I’d kill for a cup of tea.”
He places a kiss on my forehead before ducking into the kitchen to get me my tea. When he returns and places the warm cup in my hands, a commotion at the back of the building draws our attention.
Abra and Zip are frogmarching a man through the backdoor. I can’t make out his features in the shadows, but something about his build seems familiar. When they move him into the light, I gasp.
“Vladimir?”
“Mother.”
His tone is neither warm nor cold, just neutral.
“What are you doing here?” I ask him.
“I want to know that, too,” says Hex as he and Cleo join us. “I also want to know how you found us.”
“Wasn’t easy,” Vladimir admitted with a hint of respect in his tone. “I had a tracker on the boat Levi used to rescue the women. However, I lost the signal. I take it that’s your doing?” Vlad asks Pirate. He doesn’t wait for Pirate to respond, but continues. “Took me some time to travel through the bayou before I found the boat. They met me when I docked.” He nods at Abra and Zip.
“That’s how you found us, but you haven’t explained why you’re here.” Dixie reminds him.
“Maybe I just thought it was time to meet my family.”
“Is that why you’re here?” I ask him, unable to hide the hopeful tone.
He studies me for several long minutes before giving me a soft smile. “It isn’t the primary reason, but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t play a major part. I need to talk to Hex about our father’s plans. I could have planned for a meeting away from the clubhouse, but I was hoping to see you. Hello, Cleo. What I have to share concerns you as well.”
“My office,” Hex orders. “Cleo, Mom, and Dixie, let’s go.”
“Me, too?” Vlad asks with a cheeky grin.
Hex growls back as Abra and Zip drag Vlad into Hex’s office. They dump him in the chair furthest from the door before each taking a stand blocking his exit. However, my oldest son simply crossed one leg over the other and adjusts the crease on his suit. He looks out of place with his styled hair and neatly trimmed bread. His suit is a stark contrast to the jeans and leather the other men wear. Hex takes his seat and pulls Cleo onto his lap. Dixie does the same with me. Vladimir frowns at Dixie’s obvious claim to me, but says nothing.
“Start talking,” Hex says to Vladimir.
“What do you want to talk about, brother dear? Want to swap childhood stories? How you grew up with a mother and sisters, while I spent my time with a cruel narcissist? Did your life include watching your father torture and kill his allies and enemies, knowing that one day you might be on the receiving end of his particular brand of fun and games? How was it seeing our mother every day while I only saw her once a year? Did she smile and laugh with you? While all I got were her tears and anguish?”
I try to stop my sob, but can’t. Dixie squeezes me while Hex shoots a look of concern in my direction. That look changes to one of accusation when he glares at Vladimir. “Don’t fucking make her cry,” he growls.
Vladimir ignores Hex, focusing his attention on me. His expression is contrite, almost apologetic.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t intend to make you cry. Believe me, I’ve seen enough of your tears to last me a lifetime.”
“What do you mean?” Dixie asks.
“I’ll explain everything, but we have little time before I have to leave and find Maxim. He doesn’t know I’m the one who facilitated the escape. He’s looking for Levi, but he’s bound to remember that I’m the one who suggested Levi guard the women. I’m afraid of what he might do once he figures it out.”
