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Her answer comes in a sharp shake of her head. “I can walk.” She tries to grab the bag from my hands as she passes me into the room, but I tug it away before she can get a good hold on it.
“You don’t need anything in here,” I promise her and take it to the closet where I drop it to the floor. “You can unpack later.”
“Why do I get the feeling you’re not going to let me get into that bag at all?” She cocks her head to the side.
“You’re a quick study.” I grin. “Now, about what you’re wearing.”
She looks down at the t-shirt and leggings. “What’s wrong with my clothes?”
“You’re wearing them.” I kick the closet door shut and make my way toward her, making her back up with each of my steps until the bed hits the back of her legs.
“Luka.” She presses her hands to the mattress behind her and leans back. “You have that look in your eyes again.”
“What look, Pchelka?”
“Like you’re going to eat me.”
“I’m definitely going to do that. I love the way your pussy tastes.” My legs press against hers and she falls back onto the bed.
“When you talk in Russian while we’re… when we’re… what are you saying?” She pushes up on her elbows, her cheeks already red before I even get a chance to answer her. “It’s dirty, right? You’re saying dirty things?”
I nod. “Very dirty things, Pchelka. I will try to say them in English this time so you can understand all the things I want to do to you.”
Her bottom lip completely disappears between her teeth. With the fat of my thumb, I pull it free and lean over her, capturing her mouth. A shudder runs through her body beneath mine. My cock presses painfully against the zipper of my slacks.
Her hands flutter up to my chest, working the buttons of my shirt open enough for her hands to slide inside the material and over my chest. I bite down on her lip. Her touch leaves a fire burning along my skin as she skims across my tattoos, over my battle scars.
From my pocket, my phone goes off. It can wait. Whatever the hell it is, it can wait.
I run my hand over her hip, farther down until I’m cupping her ass through her leggings.
Again, my phone rings.
“Do you need to get that?” she asks between kisses.
“Fuck no.” I reach for my phone as it goes off a third time to turn it off, but I notice it’s Stepan. I’ve also missed three texts from him. They all say the same thing.Pick up!
I growl when his name flashes across my screen for a fourth time. “Fuck. One second, baby.” I kiss her again and hit the button.
“Someone better be dead.” I bark into the phone.
“Close.” Stepan’s voice is raw, ragged.
“What happened?” I switch to Russian, moving to my feet as I hear jostling from the other end of the phone.
“Luka, this is Levi. Stepan’s been shot, I’m taking him to a doctor we use.”
“How bad is it?”
“He’ll live.”
“We’ve got the shooter. Maxim took him to the warehouse on the river.”
My jaw sets. “I’m on my way.”
When I hang up, Avery is already sitting up on the bed with her legs crossed.
“Something bad happened,” she says with wide eyes.
