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“Arseny? Why go after Arseny?” I ask.
What the hell? He’s a low-level punk. Why waste the manpower? And now one man is dead, chopped up and left as bait at the front gate of the compound.
Whose remains, by the way, were found by mysister.
Such. Bullshit.
As if the kid is not already traumatized enough, she gets to see a mangled, bloody hand, separated from its body.
I swear to God, I am ready to take all the cash I can muster, put Evie in a car, and drive straight to Mexico, where we’ll hide for the rest of our lives.
Living like this is not sustainable. It’s deadly. If one of the Alekseev’s rivals doesn’t get us, the stress from the fear will.
Then I think about what it would be like to never feel Vadik’s, Kir’s, or Niko’s arms around me again, and I hate myself for being weak. A few months ago, I didn’t even know these men existed. Now I don’t think I can live without them.
Last night, when I got home after the horrible drive by that took several club members’ lives, first thing I did was check on Evie. Of course. There was a guard sitting outside her door, I was happy to see, and after peeking in on her, I thanked the man and went to my own room.
But there was no sleeping. After tossing and turning for a bit, I got up and paced my room. I even considered walking the grounds, but I wasn’t feeling safe enough for that. So, I bolted over to the cottage where Niko stays, and climbed into his bed to wait for him to get home.
Through his big glass doors, there were bits and pieces of the evening’s moon flashing through the tree canopy. Something about that, along with being in Niko’s bed, soothed me. I finally dozed off and barely stirred when he came to bed at four am—or was it five?
He must have showered before he joined me, because he was still wet and smelled so good, just clean, simple soap, and even though his skin was chilled, I rolled right into his arms and went back to sleep.
Simply put, it was heavenly, especially after such a fucked-up night.
I don’t know how much time passed, but when I was gently woken, the room was full of light and Niko was next to me, his face covered in concern.
“Baby, wake up,” he said. “You’re having a nightmare.”
It took a moment to shift from seeing Dimitri stare down at me with his evil eyes, to realizing I was safe and in the arms of Niko.
“Oh, thank God,” I said, snuggling into him. “Thank you for waking me.”
He flipped me over on my side and we spooned for a while, until I felt his growing erection bumping against my behind. I turned to face him and with only a smile let him know what I wanted.
Without breaking our gaze, he rolled on top of me and, balancing on one arm, pushed my nightie to my waist. I wrapped my legs around him and placed my hands on either side of his face, tracing his heavy brow with my thumbs.
I’m learning that sometimes sex is hard, fast, dirty, and loud—and sometimes it’s not. This was one of those times.
I push Niko’s blond hair off his handsome forehead and laugh when it falls right back down. I want to kiss every inch of his face, he’s so perfect, and the love he has in his eyes is so deep it almost hurts my heart.
Because I know I feel the same way. Not that I’m telling him. Yet. I’m simply not ready.
His hard cock finds my wet entrance and slides inside in one smooth movement. I close my eyes and drop my head back onto the pillow beneath me, ready to sail away to that place where life is perfect and any worries or sadnesses are so far out of sight it’s like they don’t even exist.
Niko strokes my inner walls, pulling all the way out and then driving back inside with a steady rhythm. I open my eyes for a moment to find him watching me, measuring my response, like it’s not enough to be inside my pussy, but he also wants to be inside my head to know my thoughts and feel my feelings.
I never expected this level of intimacy from any of the Alekseev brothers, and yet here we are. I close my eyes again, because I’m not quite ready to engage at this level. I may never be. But for now, Niko’s gentle fucking is all I need, the perfect antidote to waking up from a terrifying nightmare and a delicious way to start the day.
Does it disappoint him that I don’t return his desire for connection? It’s hard to tell. He’s an intuitive man, sensitive, at least as compared to his brothers. He sees things they don’t, and that’s part of the reason he’s such a good addition to the trio.
I wonder if his rocky beginnings, trying to find a place in a family where he’s an accidental afterthought, afforded him these skills, the kind that help an outsider fit in. In some regards I see myself the same. Growing up, I was always the kid people felt sorry for because I had no mother, and was a weirdo because my father owned a pawn shop.
That must be why, when I started my bookkeeping classes and found I had an affinity for the subject, I dove in, hook, line, and sinker. I was going to change how the world saw me, and especially how I saw myself.
All that’s off the table now, but I hope with the help of the guys, I can find my footing again.
My orgasm begins with a tingling, like an electric current that makes your hair stand on end, and I grip Niko’s ass to pull him deeper inside me. He gets the message and starts to pound me, shaking the bed and the wall it’s slamming against.
