Hidden Monsters (Volkov Bratva #4)(77)

Laughing at the boyish smile on his face, she slipped her shoes back on and accepted his hand as he helped her out.

As they walked, side by side, Alex slipped her hand beneath Luka’s, intertwining their fingers. She glanced up at him when she felt his eyes on her, but he didn’t pull away, just held tighter.

“You’ve given this some thought then,” Alex said as they approached the booth once they entered, now realizing they were in a movie theater.

But it wasn’t like any one that she had ever been to. This one looked like it had seen better days a decade ago, and while she should have been looking up at the board to see what was even playing in this place, Luka had bought the tickets and was guiding her down a long, winding hallway.

He obviously knew where he was going, and since he seemed so adamant about it, she didn’t question where he was taking her.

They reached a doorway with a large metal number ‘6’ hanging above it.

Luka navigated the dark expertly, leading up toward the back of the room to the second to last row of seats. He sat dead center, her to his right.

The previews had already started, ones that looked as old as the theater.

“So what are we seeing?”

“Le Quai des brumes.”

“Port of Shadows?” she asked in surprise, glancing up at the screen reflexively. “I love this movie.”

He smiled, glancing over at her.

Of course, he already knew that.

“But isn’t that a bit depressing for a first date, Luka?”

Port of Shadows told the story of a military deserter, Jean, who traveled to the city of Le Havre where he met and ultimately fell in love with a girl named Nelly. They would have lived happily ever after once their enemies were killed off, but in the last few minutes of the movie, Jean was shot and died in Nelly’s arms.

It was beautifully done, and Alex had cried on more than one occasion after watching it.

“Is it?” he asked, not looking at her.

The lights dimmed, the screen going dark before the picture changed and the movie started.

As the opening credits started, Luka lifted up the armrest between them, stretching out further. For a while, as the movie went on, she’d thought he’d done it to get more comfortable, but he surprised her as he reached over, curling his hand around her thigh, the veins and tendons on the back of it standing out as he tightened his grip. Alex glanced over at him, a knowing smile curving her lips, but his expression never wavered.

With the slightest of strength, he gave her leg a slight pull, not as wide as he was sitting, but enough that when his fingers began to drift over her leg, causing goosebumps to rise in their wake, he could slip beneath her dress and around the curve of her inner thigh unhindered.

She raised her hand, intending to grab hold of his wrist and force his hand where she wanted, but he spoke up, his voice clear though he only spoke loud enough for her to hear.

“Hands down.”

He hadn’t even looked at her as he issued that command and she couldn’t help but squeeze her thighs together at the rough timbre of his voice.

He took his sweet time, making her wait for what he planned. He couldn’t have known that she didn’t wear panties, not when she knew this would ultimately happen between them, but she hadn’t expected it in here of all places.

Now, she was the one who wanted to watch him, to see his reaction to what she thought would be a surprise. When his fingers brushed against her, just the slightest of touches, his lips quirked up into a smile for just a moment, and she watched them move, the ‘f*ck,’ barely audible with the loudness of the movie.

Luka sought her out, carefully, his thumb slipping over delicate places that made her shiver all over, and as she squirmed, she gasped suddenly as he pushed two fingers inside her.

He didn’t touch her anywhere else, just the slow, steady thrust of his fingers, but it was as if she could feel him everywhere.

Her eyes drifted closed as her head fell back against the seat. She shouldn’t have been as close as she was, not when he’d barely touched her, but it was as if he was trying to coax the orgasm out of her and knew just what spots to hit. As if he could sense the impending release, he finally turned in her direction.

She opened her eyes, meeting his gaze, and the hunger she saw there made her clench around his fingers. Pressing deeper, he held them there, hooking his fingers up and over a spot no other guy had touched.

And she broke.

Cupping the nape of her neck, he dragged her across the seat, smashing his lips against her lips just as the cry spilled from her. They were only lucky that the fireworks crashing on the screen were loud enough to drown her out. As his fingers came to a slow stop, gently bringing her back down, she finally managed to open her eyes again after squeezing them shut, gazing into his blue depths, lost there for a moment.

With the look he was giving her, she didn’t think she was getting any sleep tonight.





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Teach Me





Luka tossed the bag over his shoulder as he gestured with a tilt of his head for her to follow him into the building. If there was one thing she was learning about him, it was that he liked his surprises. Walking up two flights of stairs, they traveled down a short hallway, and she didn’t need the confirmation from him to know where they were. She could practically smell the polish on the floors used to keep them polished and smooth. No matter the studio, that smell never changed.