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Peregrine glanced at Cosimo, who shrugged. They both nodded just as my phone pinged and a message from Duran appeared. I stared down at it, taking a moment to register what the words meant. Then I stood and reached for my suit jacket.
“Duran says there are two cargo ships in the harbor,” I said. “Unidentified owners, carrying goods. I need to know what’s on the ships and who the fuck put them there. Peregrine?”
He rose, his phone already out. “I’ll have an answer by the morning.”
I nodded, stabbing out my cigarette. “Cosimo, we’re going out to the warehouses. I want a product by product rundown of everything we actually have and what we need to get us out of the danger zone. Let’s go.”
We spent the rest of the day in the warehouses. It was dark and Peregrine still hadn’t contacted me with answers about the cargo ships. I went to the harbor after Cosimo left and stood at the edge of the river, gazing into the darkness.
I didn’t know why, but I didn’t feel safe.
I felt suffocated. Like an unknown threat waited in the corners of my eyes, where I couldn’t quite see it.
On my way home, I took my phone out and scrolled. And scrolled. Until I got down to the bottom of my contact list to where I still had Viktor Borisyuk’s number saved. I hit the green button and it rang twice. There was a click and I heard faint footsteps and a door shut.
“Lucien?” It was Viktor. His deep, lightly accented voice sounded exactly as it had almost a decade ago.
“I need help,” I said.
We spoke for almost an hour in the driveway of my house. Then I got out of the car and locked the garage. My shoes crunched on the gravel, echoing in the still night. When I stepped inside, I could still faintly smell the dinner she’d cooked for our sons. A pang went through my chest.
I’d missed dinner with them.
Walking silently, I made my way up the stairs and paused by the door to the boys’ suite. Across the room, in the dim light, I could see the quiet shapes of my two oldest sons in their beds. I held my breath, listening hard to their small snores.
I soaked in that sound.
Then, quietly, I withdrew and moved down the hall to my bedroom. I locked the door behind me and tapped the dim light by my side of the bed. Her body was quiet beneath the sheets and her dark hair was tied up in a messy knot with a silk scarf. Little curls brushed her slender throat.
She was so beautiful. I circled the bed to study her relaxed face. Her dark lashes lay against her cheeks, feathery and soft.
Sinking onto the edge of the bed, I tugged the sheet down. She wore a dark blue slip that barely brushed her thigh. It was the one she wore when I had permission to touch her while she slept.
My pulse increased. I adjusted her leg to check for the anklet and it was there, but on the opposite ankle. A second signal of her consent. I ran my fingertip down her lovely ankle and down the arch of her foot. Her toes clenched in her sleep.
My chest tightened. Her trust in me was priceless.
Gently, I dipped my fingers between her thighs to find the plug in her ass. She stirred as I worked it from her, but she didn’t wake. Even when I rolled her onto her back and got to my feet to strip my clothes. My cock hardened as I knelt on the bed over her sleeping form.
She sighed and nuzzled her head further into the pillow. Gently, I gripped her ankles and spread her thighs. Her pussy was wet and flushed—had she touched herself before falling asleep?
Goddamn, that got me so fucking hard.
I slid down, tracing my mouth over her stomach. Half hoping she would wake up, but unwilling to disturb her rest. She stayed as she was—face relaxed, full mouth parted, breasts rising beneath her slip as she breathed deep.
I settled between her thighs. Her hips shifted as I spread her pussy open and bent my head to lick her opening. She was sweet and tangy and she tasted like she’d just finished masturbating. Perhaps she had done that for me, knowing I would put my mouth between her thighs. I bit back a groan and dragged the tip of my tongue in a circle around her opening.
When I got to her clit, she let out the sweetest sigh in her sleep. I licked it gently, keeping my tongue soft, until she gave a tremor in her sleep and came. The muffled moan that slipped from her lips had my cock leaking into the bed.
I flipped her onto her side and slid up behind her to line my cock up with entrance of her pussy. Her head rolled back, exposing her throat. The heat of her pussy slipped over my length. If she’d been awake, she’d have tensed and her fingernails would have dug into my skin. But asleep, all her tight muscles were fully relaxed.
I fucked her gently, taking care not to wake her even when I came. Pulling free of her, I propped myself on my elbow and gently spread her thighs. Her entrance was wet from her unconscious arousal and when I slid my hand on her lower belly and pushed softly, a little bit of my cum slipped out.
Satisfied, I swiped it with my finger and circled each nipple with it.
Marking her as mine.
CHAPTER SEVEN
