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“So fucking beautiful,” I whisper, running my eyes over her splayed-open pussy. I drink in the sight of her for several more seconds before she moans my name again, a desperate plea that I can’t resist.
“Try not to scream when you come all over my face,malishka.”
As soon as the words are out, I wrap my lips around her clit and give her a hard suck while sliding a finger into her. She bucks against me, letting out a strangled gasp as she fists my hair tight enough to sting and comes undone at my touch. Her inner walls squeeze my finger right before I feel her release hit my hand. With a groan, I give her clit another suck and then bury my face against her slit, lapping up her arousal like a fucking starving man. I lick and suck, filling my mouth with her while my thumb gently circles her overly sensitive clit, keeping the aftershocks going as her body starts to go limp and I feel her start to softly shake.
Gentling my movements, I slowly clean her, kissing and licking every inch of her because no way in hell am I letting one drop go to waste. I’m a greedy motherfucker when it comes to her, and I want it all.
She lets out another satisfied moan right before I hear the unmistakeable sound of Vitaly’s laugh.
“Well, I know what that means,” I hear him say before he laughs again, and then Lev’s voice filters in.
“I’ll make sure Roman doesn’t comethis way.”
“Yeah.” Vitaly laughs again and then says, “Awkward,” in an exaggerated singsong tone that makes me laugh while Alina gives an embarrassed groan.
When I pull back and meet her eyes, she’s beet red and sexy as hell. I give her pussy one last kiss and pull her pants back up. Standing, I cup her face and smile.
“Thank you.”
She raises a brow at me.
“For letting me eat your pussy,malishka.”
“I feel like I should be the one thanking you.”
“You’re wrong about that. Getting on my knees for you is a fucking privilege, and I’ll never take it for granted. What you just let me do is a gift, baby, and anytime you want to give it to me, I’ll gladly accept.”
She cups my face and pulls me closer so she can kiss me. Tasting herself on my tongue, she moans and sucks me into her mouth, nearly making my cock bust out of my damn pants.
“You own every goddamn part of me, Alina,” I whisper against her lips when she releases my tongue. “Every part of me belongs to you, and it always will. No one else but you,malishka.”
She whispers my name and kisses me again. “Take me home.”
I know what she’s asking, and when I pull back, her blue-green eyes are filled with love and desire. I search her face for any signs of hesitation or fear, but there isn’t any, just the beautiful, carefree smile she used to always give me.
I smile back and give her another kiss before adjusting myself so I don’t walk out in front of my men with an obvious erection. Picking up the ski mask I’d dropped earlier, I shove it in my back pocket. I haven’t heard a gunshot in several minutes, so I’m guessing everyone’s dead and there’s no longer a need for the mask.
Grabbing her hand, I kiss the back of it before leading her out of the room. Finn is waiting in the exact same spot, and as soon as he sees Alina, his tail starts wagging. She laughs and pets his head, giving him a good scratch behind the ears while she praises him.
“Sounds like everything went well, Alina.”
She lifts her head to see Vitaly leaning against the wall a few doors down, grinning at the two of us with a very amused glint in his eyes.
“She’s a natural,” I say, trying not to laugh at the embarrassed look on her face. “Killed four of the fuckers with zero help from me.”
“You helped,” Alina quickly says, giving me a sweet smile and squeezing my hand.
“It sure sounded like he did,” Vitaly says, because the bastard just can’t help himself. When he sees the warning look I give him, he raises a hand and lets out another laugh. “Okay, okay, I’ll stop. I’ve just waited a really long time to be able to do this. Plus, I did buy the little black dress that forced you into action,” he reminds me like there’s a chance I could ever forget the sexy, black dress he gave Alina for her eighteenth birthday.
I look down at her and pull her closer so she’s pressed against me. “It wasn’t the dress that did it.”
“No, but it sure as fuck helped,” I hear Vitaly say before walking off to meet the others.
“He’s right. It did help speed things up a bit. If it wasn’t for that dress, it probably would’ve taken you years to make a move.”
“It would not have taken me years,” I tell her, leading her down the hall and back to the stairs. “You’d just turned eighteen that day. I hadn’t even had a real chance to do anything.”
She sighs and leans into me. “I guess we’ll never know.”
