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“Yes...Alexie...God...Yes...” She chants as she comes down from her orgasm. She leans forward a little more and wraps her arms around my shoulders, grinning against my lips before kissing me. This change of angle intensifies the feel of her pussy strangling my cock, and I can feel her walls pulsating against my piercings. A few more thrusts and I’m cumming in her tight hot cunt, groaning her name.
After I catch my breath, I pull out of her and stand up, grabbing a rag from the plastic basin of supplies the doc left me. I also grab a bottle of water from the basin, dousing the rag. Walking back over to the bed, I run the wet rag over her pussy, cleaning her up, then myself.
We’ve been laying in bed for about an hour now, just holding each other and enjoying being together again. I’ve missed her so much, the months we’ve spent apart were slowly destroying me. I think more clearly, and my thoughts are not as dark when she’s near. Leaving her was the hardest thing I’ve ever done, but I knew I needed to do it for us...for her.
“Katia–” she starts slowly. But I lean closer to her and kiss her lightly on the lips.
“Don’t worry about her,Malyshka. She’s alive, and we’ll get her back no matter the cost. I promise you,” I whisper against her hair.
She nods, and I get up and grab a few supplies off the nightstand while she watches me curiously. Getting what I need, I spread her thighs again. She whimpers softly and leans up to watch what I’m doing.
“Don’t worry, I’m not going to fuck you again just yet. I am going to clean the mark I left on you, though. I don’t want you to get an infection.” Shooting her a wink, she rolls her eyes at me before laying her head back down on the pillow. I open up the tube of antibacterial salve and rub a small dollop of it onto the bite mark I gave her. Then I put a large bandage on the area.
I want the mark to stay on her forever but not at the cost of her getting an infection. I’m sure the others won’t be thrilled with me hurting her to pleasure her. It’s always been a fine line with us, but being apart and coming back into the fold, knowing she has attracted others, has made me want to mark her in a more permanent way.
Happy with her care, I tell her to get up and hand her the shirt I took off of her. She puts it on and turns, letting me escort her to my bedroom door. We kiss again, and she moans, wrapping her arms around my neck while hiking a leg around my waist, letting me feel her center against me. I groan but push her away gently. I kiss her nose before turning her around, opening my door, and giving her a good slap on the ass as I push her from my room and into the hallway.
As much as I want her to stay with me, she needs to return to her own room with the prince. They obviously heard that I didn’t return her to the room after she was fucked by Conrad and Stryker since no one interrupted us. Also, they’ve been very trusting of me since they brought me here, never handcuffing me or locking me up. I had a guard a majority of the time, but since they let Natalie out of the basement, they’ve let me come and go from my room as I please. I know it’s because of how they feel for Nat.
I grin at her as I shut my door and lay back down on my bed, missing her warmth in my bed already. I’m hard again just from her goodnight kiss at the door. I adjust my cock in my sweats and groan as I feel my piercings drag against the fabric while remembering how shocked Nat was when I got them a year ago. She was worried about me and the healing process, but then when I told her the no sex for six to eight weeks while it healed, she got pissed.Such a naughty little slut.
I’ll have to think of something to do to prove to her how sorry I am and that I’m never leaving again.Maybe a Prince Albert piercing?She might cut it off, though, if she has to wait another six to eight weeks. Although, now she has other men to please her. Maybe I should tattoo her name on my cock, so she knows she owns me. That only takes two to three weeks to heal, then I can be balls deep in her once again.
Decisions...Decisions...
King
It’sbeenalmostnonstopsince the meeting. We adjourned and went our separate ways after we ate dinner. Marcela and I started contacting past informants or coworkers we had prior to joining The Elite. Conrad and Stryker were still with that Russian prick trying to get more information from him.
I retreated to my room to make calls in private, but when they got me nowhere, I decided to take a shower and ease my mind on this whole Luci is basically the Bratva princess. She may not be blood, but it seems like Andrei is quite fond of her and raised her as his own since she was a young child.
No sooner was I in the shower, soaping up my body, when the first moan echoed throughout the house, causing me to tense up and drop the fucking bar of soap. I bent to pick it up when I heard Luci moaning Conrad and Stryker’s names.Those stupid bastards have picked right back up with their sharing idea based on the sounds I’m hearing. Even the fucking Russian seemed on board. I step out of the shower since it’s obvious there would be no relaxation. Not with the in-house audio porn happening down the hall.
Now we are literally in bed with the enemy. What the fuck?
Thank God things have quieted down, I thought the sex marathon was never going to end. Just as I’m about to crawl into bed, I hear a thud, and then the moaning starts up again. This time I hear Volkov’s pet names for Luci and growling.
Jesus Christ, this house is like a brothel tonight.
I lay in bed and pick up the book I’ve been reading,Dating Sucks But You Don’tby Connell Barrett.If anyone knew I was reading it, they’d roast me nonstop for it. However, the website told me this would help me strike up chemistry with anyone. Also, it promises to advise you on how to create healthy relationships with people who love you for you.
I need all those things, not so much in the dating department, although that wouldn’t hurt. I’m just struggling to connect with people in general. I think the people on this team love and care for me, but then again, I thought I was finally getting close to Luci and that everything I felt about her being a backstabbing bitch was all in my head.Look at how that turned out.
I’m heading to Conrad’s room to see what the hell he is thinking and how he could just jump back into the sheets with this…woman. When I get there, I knock once and stroll in without waiting for him to answer. Conrad and Stryker both turn their heads to look at me.What the hell?
Both of them are in sweatpants, but one of them is holding up one side of the bed while the other is trying to attach a leg back to the bed frame. We stare frozen at one another for a moment before I stroll towards them and help Stryker hold the bed up so Conrad can attach the leg back to the frame as best he can. Once finished, they each take a seat on the bed and high-five one another. Leaning against the wall by the door, all I can do is glare at them. They just let me stare, not saying a word, just sitting in silence like I didn’t hear them making up with Nat the entire time.
It smells like vanilla and sex in here, Jesus Christ.“So I’m guessing you two and the Russians are all in love again?” I ask bluntly.
Stryker sighs and runs a hand down his face. “King, you know it isn’t like that. We all sat and heard what Nat had to say, and frankly, I believe her. And from all the information Conrad can dig up, it’s all proving to be true.”
“So, now what? Volkov and the sex sorceress hint Ingram is the mole, and we just jump on that? I tried my contacts, and no one knew anything. As far as anyone knows, Ingram is crisp and clean.”
“King, man, I’m not just blindly following Alexie and Natalie. First of all, I brought up Ingram being shady, not Nat or Alexie. You know that we’ve thought there was a mole for a bit now, even you. Then when I went to see Ingram today, he was strange, not even asking about BJ when she has been his right-hand woman for years. Saying the explosion at Reds was a gas leak? Come on. Then for him to just not want to investigate the explosion even though, as far as he knows, Nat and BJ are missing? He just wants us to skip the Reds issue and the Bratva, even though we gave him concrete evidence of their involvement, and pick a new case. That shit is a bit suspicious, man,” Stryker ends his rant by blowing out a breath.
“Fine, I’ll keep reaching out to see if we find anything on Ingram. If we find out this is all a hoax again, I want a formal apology to the accused. No excuses,” I demand.
“Deal,” Stryker agrees as he stands and reaches over, offering his hand for a shake.
