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“The opera is almost done,” he murmurs, leaning down to kiss my shoulder and then nibble at it.
“You can finish now. I’ll finish at home,” I say. Where did that come from?
The comment seems to have quite the effect on him as he moves quickly in and out of me, his hands groping and massaging my ass cheeks hard. It’s almost as though he wants to pile drive into me but, at the same time, wants to be delicate. He holds my hips and pumps his hips hard before grunting and burying himself deep inside of me. I can feel his semen escaping even as he’s filling me. That’s probably why I got pregnant, the man is virile as hell.
There is applause outside the curtain, and we separate. We quickly gather ourselves together and burst out giggling once we’re dressed again. He hands me a handkerchief to clean myself and then tucks it away, offering me his arm. My panties are soaking.
I shouldn’t have enjoyed that rough little tryst as much as I did.
Chapter 11 - Kervyn
Zahkar is being a little too friendly with Penny. I don’t like it. I’m not an idiot. I’m well aware that Zak has always been jealous that he isn’t the head of the family, and he’s always wanted what was mine. I need to clear that up with him. He isn’t allowed to flirt with Penny. I feel an innate rage when I think about him cozying up to my fiance. As the days slowly pass by, I watch as Zakhar touches her lower back or her hair. It’s incredibly frustrating because she doesn’t come near me.
Since our little affair at the theater, she’s been avoiding me like the plague, claiming to be sick with a stomach bug or have pregnancy blues to get out of most of our meals together, and she generally only eats with me if one of my brothers or Zak is there. I don’t know why she’s so embarrassed by what we did. She certainly seemed to be enjoying it.
I go over it in my head, over and over again. Did I force her? No. I’m not that way inclined. I like it rough, and certainly, our first encounter was something to rival most vampire movies when it comes to biting, but she hasn’t complained about any pleasure I’ve given her. Not even she denies we’ve got excellent sexual chemistry.
But Zakhar is playing a dangerous game. He is trying to touch what is mine. You want to touch something that is not yours, play stupid games, and win stupid prizes. But touch something, or someone, who belongs to me, and it’s more than a foolish game. It’s a death wish.
The worst part is that Penny seems endeared by his charming way, which frustrates me even more. I’ve lavished her with praise, compliments, and luxurious gifts, but she can’t seem to get past the fact that I rule the Vegas Bratva. Yet she speaks tomy cousin, who has probably physically killed more people than I have.
I wait for Penny to leave the breakfast table to stop Zak from getting up. “We need to talk.”
Zak sits back down with a smile. “Sure, how can I help?”
“Stay away from Penny,” I say shortly. “I don’t like how you’re flirting with her, and I don’t trust your intentions. She is my fiance and pregnant with my child.”
“I’m not flirting,” Zak protests immediately. “I’m testing her loyalty. I promise I know better than to touch someone who belongs to the great King himself.” He tries to give me a reassuring smile, but it seems more like a smirk to me.
“You keep your hands to yourself, Zakhar, or you might not have hands for yourself.” I stand up. “I mean it. I know Penny likes to talk to you, and that is the only reason I’m letting you speak to her. But if you so much as give her one more flirtatious glance, I will end you.” I stare him down, and he bows his head respectfully.
“Of course, cousin. I mean no disrespect, honestly.” He stands slowly. “I’m sorry if I gave you the wrong impression.”
I watch him and then turn to go, leaving him in the kitchen by himself.
I can’t get the thought of our little quickie out of my head. It drives the maddening thoughts of Zak out of my head. Her pale skin in the dim light, that dress hiked up around her voluptuous hips, and the way she touched herself.
Just thinking about it frustrates me and makes my dick want to harden again. I want her on top of me, riding my cock as I suckle on her engorged breasts.
I pause and take a deep breath. I can’t be thinking like this when I need to run things, but maybe I can get some alone time with Penny and try to get her to feel at ease with me again.
I glance out a window and see guards patrolling nearby. Maybe it makes her uncomfortable knowing they are so close. I could send them further out to patrol and have a cozy night with her.
I take out my phone and message Luka, who heads security, and then I message the staff to prepare a meal they can leave with us and go home.
I head toward the library. It’s normally where Penny starts her day. I knock on the door softly so as not to startle her.
“Penny?” I call out. “You in here?”
“Here,” she calls softly. She’s curled up on one of the giant armchairs, her legs tucked under her.
“What are you reading?” I ask curiously, a little awkward about asking her to spend the night with me. Which is ridiculous. We’re engaged, and we’re sexually attracted to each other.
“Charles Dickens,” she comments quietly. “The complete works. I’m trying to finish by Christmas.”
I smile. “I love Charles Dickens.”
She looks up at me with quizzical eyes. “But you didn’t come here to speak to me about Charles Dickens, did you?”
