panted, kissing down the side of my neck.
I tried to keep my eyes from rolling in the back of my head, the feel of her lips on my skin making me groan.
The woman was going to be the absolute death of me. I dropped down a gear, shifting into third and stomped on the accelerator, zooming forward.
When I woke up this morning, the last thing I expected was for Tatiana to take me to our son’s grave. We hadn’t been there together since we laid him to rest. I hadn’t been there since we laid him to rest.
I knew Tatiana went there constantly, but I could never work up the courage to.
Deep down, there was a part of me that felt like I didn’t deserve to go and see him. That I had no right, that it would be an insult to his memory. I hadn’t been there for him when he came into the world. What right did I have to disturb his afterlife just to make myself feel better?
Apart from that first night when I got home, when Aleksandr had pulled me from my car, I’d never let those feelings out, never allowed them to take me over. I just kept them locked away, pretending they weren’t there. If I didn’t think about it—about him—then it couldn’t hurt, right?
Tatiana’s words had done the one thing I’d been trying to avoid for the last two years.
“I brought your dad to come and visit you.”
“I’m here now, if you want to say goodbye to our son.”
I crumbled. All those thoughts and feelings I’d been trying desperately to ignore came rushing to the surface, and I had no choice but to feel them. It hurt. God, it hurt, so much that I didn’t think I’d survive it. I guess, when you finally let yourself feel emotions you’d been suppressing for years, they came back with force. With a vengeance.
I couldn’t say how long I ended up crying for. How long Tatiana sat there, comforting me. By the time I was done, though, I felt…lighter. Like a tiny bit of my soul had finally healed. I wasn’t the least bit embarrassed about crying in my woman’s arms. There was nothing more debilitating, more soul crushing than the loss of a child. I just finally let myself feel that loss in its entirety, with no restrictions. No restraints. No part of me holding back.
Then, for the second time in one day, she’d surprised the ever-loving fuck out of me by telling me she was pregnant. With twins. Holy fuck, had my world been completely and utterly rocked.
Once the shock had worn off, I realised Tatiana had been staring at me with this scared look in her eyes, almost like she was afraid of what I was going to say. Like she feared I’d react badly. As if that was possible.
The world had given me a second chance, the opportunity to learn from my past mistakes. To finally do things the right way. It was a blessing, a miracle, a gift.
Of course, I knew Tatiana would be freaking out about it. It explained so much of her behaviour in the days before. She must have found out at the hospital and had been coming to terms with it on her own first before telling me.
Things had gotten very heated after that. I couldn’t help it. I was so happy, so excited. Completely over the fucking moon that I just had to kiss her and, like always when we kissed, it went from zero to a hundred in the blink of an eye.
She begged me to take her home and fuck her and of course I happily obliged.
So, there I was, trying to get us home as quickly as I could without killing us while Tatiana drove me absolutely fucking crazy in the passenger seat. Kissing me, touching me, whispering filthy fucking things in my ear that made my cock so hard, it hurt.
“I can’t wait any longer,” she whined, and before I could ask her what she meant, her hand was up her dress, a deep moan falling from her lips.
That fucking sound. Hottest thing I’d ever heard.
“You dirty little girl. Can’t even wait until we get home, huh? You’re just going to fuck yourself right here in my car?”
She mumbled an agreement of some kind, her head thrown back in pleasure.
“Let me have a fucking taste,” I demanded harshly, my gaze darting between her and the road.
She pulled her hand out from under her dress, fingers glistening with her arousal, and offered them to me. I made sure to keep my eyes on the road as I curled my tongue around her fingers and sucked them into my mouth. Her delectable taste flooded my mouth. I was powerless against that taste and I couldn’t stop myself from palming my cock over the top of my pants, desperately trying to get some sort of relief from the building pressure.
Tatiana, the little minx, smirked at me. She lifted her dress all the way up so I could see her fingers disappear inside her pussy again.
I thumped a fist against the steering wheel in frustration. Fuck, I wished that was my fingers going in there. My tongue. My cock. “You’re going to pay for teasing me like this, love,” I warned.
The iron fence surrounding my house came into view. Finally.
“That’s okay. I like your punishments. They always make me feel so. Fucking. Good,” she breathed out, grabbing a handful of her breast. She ground against her hand, her hips moving in slow, deep circles.
The sight she made…Jesus Christ. I was going to come in my goddamn pants just watching her. I turned the wheel, drifting into my driveway wicked fast and coming to a stop right at the main gate. Dirt and gravel kicked up into the air and one of the guards jumped back in fright.
“Open the fucking gate!” I roared out the window.
Tatiana giggled at my impatience. She always did love to fucking tease me.
The moment the gate was open wide enough to fit through, I shot down the driveway, speeding towards the house like if I didn’t get there now, I was going to fucking die.
Lukyan emerged from the front door when I pulled up, half-dressed and carrying a machine gun. I didn’t even turn off the car. I just threw it in park and flung the door open, racing to the passenger side.
“The guards said you were in a hurry. What’s going on? Who’s chasing you—” Lukyan’s words died off when I hauled a laughing Tatiana out of the car and over my shoulder. His mouth dropped open as I jogged up the porch, taking the steps two at a time and walking straight past him. “No one’s chasing you, are they? You’re just rushing home so you guys can fuck! You gave me a bloody heart attack!”
I said nothing, too focused on getting Tatiana somewhere private so I could finally feel that tight little pussy wrapped around my cock. My thoughts had reverted back to caveman-style thinking. Want my woman. Fuck my woman. Want. Fuck. Want. Fuck. Want. Fuck.
Aleksandr and Drea came bursting into the foyer at the same time I did, Aleksandr with a machine gun in his hands and Drea with two blades. I went right for the stairs, ignoring them completely.
“Oh, don’t worry. Everything’s fine.” I heard Lukyan say, coming in behind me. “Those heathens aren’t in any danger. Nikolai came bursting through the main gate because he’s horny and wants to bang.”
“Aw! I love that!” Drea gushed, then I heard the distinct sound of a harsh slap. “Why don’t you do anything like that for me?”
“Woman, you did not just slap me.” There was a girlish squeal and I glanced over my shoulder to see Aleksandr march out of the room with Drea over his shoulder.
“Sexual deviants! The lot of you!” my youngest brother yelled.
“Sorry, Lukyan!” Tatiana giggled.
I slapped her ass, making her yelp. “Don’t you apologise. You’ve got nothing to be sorry for.”
“Is this what it’s going to be like all the time, now that you guys are out of the closet?!”
I didn’t bother responding to Lukyan, rushing up the stairs. When I got to the second floor, Tatiana demanded I put her down. The moment I did, she began running her hands along the walls, searching for something.
“What are you doing?”
“I know it’s here somewhere.” Her fingers clicked on the small button underneath one of the light sconces, and part of the wall shifted, revealing one of the many hidden passageways in the house. She turned to look at me, eyes full of mischief. “What do you say, Nicky? For old time’s sake?”
Excitement sizzled in my bones. I ran my tongue over my bottom lip and stepped forward, forcing her back into the passage.
“You remember this one, don’t you Nicky?” she breathed heavily, her chest rising and falling deeply, drawing my attention to those glorious, perky fucking tits.
“Like I could forget.” That spot right there, that exact one was the spot where I finally gave in and got my first taste of her. Where my obsession with her started.
It was my favourite place in the house.
“Are you going to keep me quiet, like last time?”
I chuckled deeply. With a flick of a switch, the wall slid back into place, encasing us almost entirely in darkness. Faint strips of light from the other side made their way into the small space, illuminating just enough for us to see each other, but not much else. I used my body to press her into the wall, the hitch of her breath making my lips curl into a feral smile.
“I don’t see why I need to,” I whispered, running my nose up the side of her neck. Her head lolled to the side, giving me more access. “Everybody knows about us now. We’ve got nothing to hide. So make as much noise as you want. Fucking scream if you want. No one is coming to save you.”
My fingers drifted up her legs, hooked around her underwear and tugged them down. The feel of her skin, that hot fucking sound she made when I delved my fingers inside her, made pleasure zing down my spine. Her pussy gripped me in a tight vice and the thought of having that heat wrapped around my cock sent me into a fucking frenzy.
I slammed my lips onto hers, forcing my tongue deep into her mouth as I picked her up, pinning her legs wide open.
“Nikolai,” she moaned, kissing me harder, her nails digging into my scalp.
She began to grind herself against my stomach, chasing for a relief.
I whipped off my shirt. “That’s it, love. Use me to get yourself off. Go on. You know I love it when you use me.”
She whimpered. She moved faster, her pussy rubbing in circles over my abs, slick and hot.
“God, I love your body. You’re so hard. Everywhere,” she groaned out in pleasure.
Her hands were all over me. Grabbing, squeezing, clutching, like she couldn’t stop touching me. Like she couldn’t get enough of me.
I loved that I drove her so wild, so crazy. Because that’s exactly what she did to me.
“Suck on my tits,” she demanded breathlessly, grinding and grinding and grinding.
I used a hand to her throat to pin her against the wall. “Ask nicely,” I whispered over her lips. “Or better yet, why don’t you beg me?”
The truth was, she didn’t need to beg me. I’d give my life to suck on those glorious tits of hers, but I liked the game. So did she.
“Please,” she begged, licking at my lips.
“I think you can do better than that, love. Beg me.”
She whined, this truly impatient sound that made me think she couldn’t wait any second longer to have my mouth on her.
“Please, Nikolai. Please suck on my tits.”
I chuckled. “Such a needy little girl you are.” I yanked down the front of her dress roughly and her tits spilled out. Full, plump and perfect, little pink nipples.
Fucking delicious.
Tatiana gasped when I sealed my lips around her, sucking her tit deep into my mouth. Her hand moved to cradle the back of my head, keeping me right where she wanted me as she continued to grind, her movements turning feverish. Chaotic. She was close.
The sound of footsteps echoed around us. Someone was coming up the stairs.
Her tit fell out of my mouth with a wet plop. “Here’s your chance, love. Let them hear you.”
“Oh, fuck.” She came undone. Her whole body shook, a pleasure-filled scream erupting from her throat. Her pussy grew slick against my abs, drenching my skin.
I was going to make her lick it all off—on her knees.
Thump, thump, thump.
Tatiana stiffened, her eyes widening at the banging coming from the other side of the wall right behind her.
“Are you guys fucking in the walls?!” Lukyan yelled out incredulously, his voice slightly muffled.
Tatiana giggled, burying her face into my chest.
“You are!” Lukyan squawked in disbelief. “Oh my god! Why didn’t I think of doing that?”
“Go away, Lukyan.” I placed Tatiana on her feet, then moved my mouth to ear. “On your knees, love.”
She smirked mischievously, slinking down. She braced her hands on my thighs for support and looked up at me, waiting for her next command. She looked so sweet, so innocent. What made this even hotter was the fact that I knew she was anything but.
To the world, she was a perfect, little angel, but to me, she was a sly fucking demon who would do anything I told her to.
“Look at all this mess you made, Tati,” I whispered, pointing to the wetness coating my abs. “Lick it off.”
That mischievous smirk stayed plastered to her lips. “Ask nicely.”
A dark chuckle bubbled up in my throat. I grabbed a fistful of her ponytail, wrapping it around my hand, and tugged her head back roughly. “I’m in charge this time. So. Lick. It. Off.”
Her tongue ran over her bottom lip teasingly before she leant forward and ran the flat of her tongue up through my abs in one long, slow, languid lick.
I shuttered, my head rolling back with a groan.
“What’s going on?” Lukyan banged on the wall again. “I can’t hear anything.” Bang, bang, bang. “Are you guys done now?”
“Fuck off, Lukyan, or you and I will be in the ring.”
I heard the sound of running footsteps not even a second later.
Tatiana continued to lick, kissing and biting at my skin. She gripped my waist tightly, nails digging into my flesh, that small bite of pain sending me over the edge.
“Enough teasing,” I barked out roughly, picking her up.
She squealed in excitement. “Someone’s eager,” she laughed, wrapping her arms around my neck as she spread her legs wide around my body.
“Of course I am. You want to know why?” I quickly pulled my cock out and lined it up with her entrance. “Because I’m going to fuck you raw. You got a problem with that?”
She shook her head, eagerness in her eyes. “It’s not like I can get more pregnant.”
I laughed softly. “Hold on, love. This is gonna be a wild ride.”
