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“Aww,” I hear my voice.
Again, he doesn’t say a word. He devours me like he can’t get enough of me. Then I feel him slide a finger inside. I grip the sheets trying to hold on to something. The pleasure is more than I could have ever imagined. He slides a second finger. I cry in pleasure arching forward, wanting more. Because I am hungry for him too. He speeds up and softly bites my clit, which takes me over the edge and screaming his name when I reach euphoria. I try to sit up, barely catching my breath. I want and need to taste all of him, but he pushes me back down. Before I can object, he kisses me. I can taste myself in his lips.
I want to rip his shirt and touch him, feel him. But he is in control. His lips begin to descend to my neck, and down he goes again. My nails dig into his hair. I find myself pushing him down, wanting more. He chuckles and it vibrates through my body. He starts all over again. Between my breast, down my stomach, to my thighs and legs. My moans are louder and my body is losing whatever control it thinks it has. Then I feel the heat of his tongue as he licks. He softly bites my clit, and two fingers find their way inside again. It doesn’t take him long to take me over the edge again. A master in his craft.
“Viktor,” I scream as he takes me over the edge. My breathing is uneven, and I sit up. I want him like never before.
I crawl to the edge of the bed where he now stands. My eyes never leave his. I unbutton his pants and they drop instantly. I see how much he wants me by the wet spots on his boxers. His pupils dilate as I lick my lips. I am desperate to touch and taste him. I don’t hesitate or wait for an invitation. I put all of him in my mouth, tasting all his desire for me.
He makes it impossible to resist him. But he has never played fair. Why would I expect anything else? I check in on Aisling and Niko and they are sleeping. I take the opportunity to catch up with everyone. My last text is from Tina she is coming to dinner tonight. Inviting herself without asking. Just like a Manarch. Then I see a text from Max. It’s been so long since we last spoke. I dial him.
“Is this Ava? It can’t be,” He greets. I hear humor in his voice.
“Funny. How are you?”
“I’m fine. Better now that I am hearing your voice. How is motherhood treating you?”
“Tired.” We spend the next ten minutes talking about his latest projects and life in general. Then I hear screaming.“I have to go. I’ll talk to you soon.” I end the call.
“Get the fuck out of my way.” I know that voice. Fiona.
“What the hell is going on?” I ask, opening my door.
“Ms. O’Brien, get back in the bedroom,” Marco starts.
“There is nothing miss about you, whore. Do you think you won? Do you think you can live in my house and steal my life?”
“Calm down, Fiona. I’m not stealing anything from you.” I take a step towards her. She is standing by the stairs.
“I came for my daughter. Get the fuck off me,” she screams at Marco.
“Ms. O’Brien, get back inside the bedroom.” Marco repeats.
“It’s ok Marco. Fiona, you are welcome to see your daughter anytime you want,” I find myself saying. Somehow I am zen which surprises me.
“You don’t tell me what I can or can’t do. She is my daughter, and you are the whore trying to steal what belongs to me. This is not your home. All this is mine.” She points around.
“I won’t tell you again. You need to leave the premises,” Marco tells Fiona.
“Are you going to make me? You are a joke.” She turns to me.“If you think you are going to get away with this, you are wrong. You have no idea who you are messing with.”
You know the scene in movies where you know what is coming? The scene where everything becomes slow motion. You want to react, but you are a second too slow. This is that moment. Fiona opens her purse and pulls out a gun. Before Marco can react, she pulls the trigger. A second later, Marco is pushing her against the wall, taking the gun from her. Suddenly people are running, but it’s like I can’t hear anything. I see people talking, but I can’t register a thing. What the fuck just happened? This is exactly what I feared. My relationship with Viktor is nothing but trouble.
“Ms. O’Brien,” I hear from a distance.“Ms. O’Brien.” My eyes come to focus.
“What?” I look at Marco.
“You are bleeding. The bullet grazed your arm.” I am hearing what he is saying, but I don’t think it’s registering.“Ms. O’Brien, can you hear me?”
“What?” He is standing in front of me, but his voice feels distant.
“Fuck,” I hear someone yell. I try to follow it. I meet Viktor’s eyes.“Ava,” he starts.“What the fuck just happened?” I see Viktor interrogating Marco. Viktor looks angry.
“Mrs. Manarch pulled a gun and fired before I could take it from her,” Marco tells him.
“Ava, can you hear me?” Viktor asks.
“Huh,” I find myself saying.
