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I grabbed the loofah, filled it with soap, and ran it all over his body, giving the most attention to his cock and balls. They deserved it after that life altering orgasm I’d just received.
He must have sensed I was getting tired, though, because he took the loofah from me. In silence, he then lathered and washed my body. My eyes drifted closed as a wave of exhaustion hit me. Growing a tiny human wasn’t easy. I got worn out quickly.
When we were done, Alexie toweled me off and helped me back into the bedroom. He sat me down on the bed and pulled out a stretchy jersey dress.
“No panties?” I looked around him, wondering if he was hiding them behind his back.
He laughed and shook his head. “Not while I’m around. I need access all day long, baby.”
My heartbeat thumped faster in my chest. I loved it when he called me that. I loved when he called me any nickname, even if it was in Russian. I acted like I hated it sometimes, but Alexie saw right through me.
As I got dressed, I asked, “are you working today?”
He shook his head. “I have all my calls go to Roman’s cell for the day. I need some time with my littlemalishka.”
He wrapped me in his embrace, and we stood there holding each other. I’d never felt like this before.
A little voice in my brain told me this was all fake. I had been kidnapped, this was Stockholm syndrome, and once Alexie was bored with me, I would be disposed of, and he’d kidnap another woman to take my place.
But I could pretend for a little bit, right?
We headed into the backyard, and on the patio was a buffet of food. Alexie sat down in a chair and pulled me into his lap. I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help smiling. He motioned to one of the servants, and they filled a plate with fruits, sausage, and eggs. One plate.
Curious, I sank back into him and waited. Was he not going to eat anything? This all couldn’t be for me. I looked around. Maybe Roman was joining us for breakfast. Deciding that I didn’t care, I reached forward to grab the fork when Alexie slapped my hand off it.
Shocked, I cried out. “What did you do that for?”
He didn’t answer. Instead, he grabbed the fork.
Ready to tear him a new one, I opened my mouth, and he stuck the fork of watermelon in.
All I could do was chew and swallow. I was a little perturbed, I wasn’t allowed to feed myself. I wasn’t a child who needed to be fed, but I couldn’t help the butterflies that took flight in my stomach. Who was this sweet man, and what had he done with my captor?
Alexie continued feeding me, taking some small bites for himself in between. It was nice to just rest against his broad chest and allow him to take over. If I was thirsty, he lifted the glass with a straw in it so I could have small sips of orange or apple juice. There was ice cold water on the table for me as well. Which was the only way I drank it.
My stomach extending out further than my skin would have liked, I collapsed against him. Spent. I was so full.
Alexie brushed a kiss against my ear and whispered, “Ready to start the day?”
I shook my head no. “I’d rather take a nap,” I whined.
“It’s not smart to fall asleep on a full stomach. What if you get sick?”
Amazed at his level of concern, I didn’t respond. He was right, though. I hadn’t been feeling as much morning sickness as before, but that didn’t mean it was gone forever.
There was this one girl at the MC who’d gotten knocked up, and she had morning sickness her entire pregnancy. She then ran and left her child with the club. She knew if she took the baby they would come after her and most likely kill her. I was barely a preteen when it happened. We hadn’t even had sex ed in school yet, but I knew all about where babies came from. Saturday nights living in the compound full time opened my innocent eyes to many things.
After breakfast, the table was cleared, and the maid brought out a scrabble board. I hopped off Alexie’s lap, much to his displeasure, and sat across from him.
“You didn’t have to move,” he grumbled.
“Sounds like the famous words of a cheater,” I quipped.
They lay a snack out of chips and dip. I couldn’t have lunch meats and cheeses, apparently. Alexie set up the game while I watched him with interest. What was going on? Didn’t he have an empire to build? He shouldn’t be spending all his time with me. It seemed abnormal for the relationship that we had. Yet it felt so damn right.
I grinned at my letters. I had a brilliant plan. I could spell out some words and see if the true Alexie was hidden beneath this facade of a lover.
“Go right ahead, old man. I wouldn’t want to put a complicated word down and have you pouting the rest of the time,” I needled.
