Vengeance Aside (Wanted Men 0.5)(64)

“You better not bring out a whip and blindfold,” she warned as she squirmed to press into his face. “Untie me. Even one hand so I can touch you.”

Smoothing his hand over her reddened cheek, he shook his head and kissed his way over her thigh to her bare pussy. Since she was spread for him, he didn’t hesitate to split her lips with his eager tongue and delve into her wetness. He didn’t hesitate to bury his tongue as deep inside her as he could go. And he didn’t hesitate in saying, “You’re going to remain as you are until I make you as mindless as you are helpless.”

And that’s what he did. While she writhed and jerked, he tongued her, sucked her anywhere she seemed to like it, and he stroked her everywhere he could reach. All the while building her up with praise for the work she’d done to gift her husband-to-be with such perfection. He congratulated her on the person she’d turned out to be despite the shit examples she’d had growing up—aside from her grandmother, he made sure to point out. He told her how much he was looking forward to watching her mother their children, how he knew she was going to excel in the role.

But he didn’t tell her what he really wanted to.

That he loved her. That she’d become the most important person in his life. That he didn’t know what he’d do if he ever lost her. She’d somehow connected with him on a level that made it seem as if she’d always been there, and he suddenly wasn’t sure how he’d gotten to this point in his life without her.

When she was covered in sweat and looked on the verge of either crying or beating the shit out of him, he couldn’t tell, he came up and settled his weight on her. His cock slid into her soaked core with ease, and the snug little beauty clamped down on him.

“I’m sending my boys in now, Magdalena,” he informed her as he whipped his head to the side so the sweat dripping off his chin wouldn’t fall on her. As he began thrusting, increasing his speed as he went, her face contorted because she was coming for the third time. “One of them is going to succeed in creating my daughter tonight. I know it. Did you hear me, yagodka?” he ground out as his control started to disintegrate the more her pussy worked his length.

But she didn’t hear him because she was screaming, her limbs trembling. He got her wrists untied without losing his rhythm but could do nothing about her ankles because his release crippled him. Ripped him apart. Shattered him. Black spots danced in front of his eyes and his brain ceased functioning because he’d held off for so long.

His love’s arms tangled around his head and she held him together as he came undone.





NINETEEN


Why are you seeking him out?

Wandering through the darkened living room, Dale still didn’t know the answer to that any more than she had when she’d asked herself the question while leaving the bedroom.

She’d woken thirty minutes ago, alone, and hadn’t been able to go back to sleep for wondering if Lukas had left or if he was somewhere in the house.

He was here, she now saw. Sitting beside the pool, smoking a cigar with Vasily standing in front of him.

Okay. You’ve seen him. Now go back to bed.

She should have, but she kept going, passing by the slowly turning globe and glass encased jeweled peacock figurines she’d admired earlier today. She told herself it was the novelty of actually enjoying someone’s company that had brought her down here, but the relief weakening her bones made her a liar. She’d needed to make sure Lukas was okay.

That didn’t alarm her as much as it would have even yesterday.

As she neared the door, she heard Vasily talking.

“…another week. We’ll be going from here to Seattle then returning to New York later in the month.”

“What’s in Seattle?” Lukas asked as he watched Dale stick her head out the open French doors. He lifted a hand and beckoned her over by crooking two fingers.

Vasily looked back but continued talking as he gave her a nod. “Gabriel is still there. Alek isn’t at the moment because I’m using the jet.”

“How are the boys? I haven’t seen Moretti since he was in Houston before Christmas. He came in to iron out some details with the builders for a project they’re overseeing in River Oaks.”

Vasily nodded. “They’ve been doing a lot of business here the past couple of years. Legit business.” He sighed over that. “I’ll be happy when both of them realize they’re meant for more than this half-life they’re living.”

Lukas took her hand when she reached him and tried to draw her into his lap. She held back and, while he smirked, she settled on the arm of his chair.

“Is his brother still running things? I’ve heard some stories. Guy sounds like an asshole.”

“He certainly has assholes under him,” Vasily allowed as he gave them a wave and bid them good night.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt.” Dale watched Vasily disappear into the house. She liked him. He had a very calm aura. It was too bad that the more time she spent around him, the easier it was for her to see his peace was an odd form of detachment rather than serenity.

“You didn’t. He was already on his way in.” He tugged on the hem of the oversized grey sweatshirt she’d paired with grey sweatpants and no socks. “Come here.”

She climbed into his lap, sitting sideways with her legs up and her arms around his neck. Her head automatically went to what was becoming her favorite spot on his shoulder.