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“All it takes is a bullet to get a smile from you?” I tease her as she settles the tray onto the bedside table closest to me. “How many will it take to get you to climb onto my lap?”
Fuck, she’s beautiful when she blushes. Reaching out, I lift her up and over me.
Her hand is on my chest as she leans forward. “No lifting me. I don’t want you tearing your stitches.”
I catch her hand before it gets to my wound. “I will not tear them. Don’t refer to yourself negatively. It makes me angry.”
“I’m sorry, Daddy,” she whispers.
It’s all she can say. I’ll take the words and not ask for more, her here with me is enough. I run a hand down her back. She’s only wearing one of my button-down shirts and silk boxers today. My cock is so hard it aches. “You say you’re sorry but I’m going to need you to prove it.”
“How do I do that?” A dimple peeks out at me.
“My shirt you’re wearing on the floor is a good place to begin.”
My phone begins ringing, shit. It’s Boris. I answer. “Yeah.”
“We have an issue, Boss.”
“One minute,” I tell him. “Phoenix, Daddy has work he needs to see to. Be a good girl for me and go watch a little television.”
She nods with a sad smile.
“Thank you,malyshka.” I tug her close and press a kiss on her pouting lips.
* * *
Aleksander
I awaken to Phoenix sitting at the bottom of the bed watching me.
“You okay?” I reach for her.
She moves fast to give me her hand. “I’m the one who should be asking that. You weren’t making any noise. I was worried about you.”
“There’s always another way to check if I’m alive,” I mutter as I pull her toward me.
A dimple flashes. “What way would that be?”
I’m trying to keep my hold light, not to scare her. Her soft body against mine has my cock hard enough to break. “I can’t resist licking a wet cunt. If it’s near my mouth, I need a taste. It wouldn’t matter if I was in a coma. And your cunt is always wet for me.”
Her blush is adorable. “Why is that? Why do I feel so safe with you?”
“Bashert,” I reply without hesitation. “It was meant to be. I cannot explain it when there is no explanation. There are some things we must simply accept.”
Sagging into me, she sighs. “Bashert,” she whispers. “Life is funny in a very fucked-up way.”
I laugh. “We take our pleasure where we find it. Who knows when life will bless us with it again.”
“Who said that?”
“Me.”
Blue eyes sparkle up at me. “I’m pleasure?”
“No, you are heaven. Simply holding you in my arms is a bliss I never believed I could feel. I’m sorry I moved so fast last night. You are incredibly addictive. I will wait as long as it takes for you to be ready. As long as you let me hold you like this, I’ll take it and not ask for more.”
“Will it hurt?” The question is timid.
