Ruthless Reign: A Dark Mafia Forbidden Romance (Tarnished Reign Book 1)

Chapter 15

A whisper-soft breathescapes between her lips. Her body stiffens, but she doesn’t turn around to face me, even when I pull her into the shadows. I keep her back to my front so we look like any other of the guests enjoy the show.

Most of the other patrons, including Kira, are now on the other side of the room, watching the final performance of the night. It’s a multi-person orgy in a giant inflatable pool, with everyone naked but still masked. This place is something else.

But it wasn’t the show that got to me. No, I was only half paying attention to the performances. Every single ounce of my focus was on Liza. Watching her breaths come faster, the slight flush of arousal turning her face and chest a beautiful shade of pink, dragged me to the edge of self-restraint.

I don”t want to hold on any longer.

My hands land on Liza’s tight waistline, and I pull her against me. If she’s not going to look at me, she’s sure as shit going to feel me. Every inch of me.

“She just wanted to make sure that I-I’m enjoying myself.”

Bullshit. Paulina is attracted to her. I could sense it the moment the manager tied on Liza’s mask. While, on the surface, the idea of the two women together is hot, jealousy flares beneath my skin.

Despite Liza’s casual explanation, I can sense her nerves. See them in the way her throat works to swallow and the flutter of her pulse at the base of her neck. She’s just as affected by me as I am by her.

What I’m doing is very un-bodyguard-like, but I don’t have it in me to care right now. Just like I don’t have it in me to care that she’s engaged to my so-called business partner. Rational thought has left my mind because she’s softened into my touch, her body flush against mine.

“Really?” I rasp. “Because I think she wants you. Not that I can blame her.” I brush one of my fingers down her arm, like Paulina did.

Liza’s breath catches in her throat.

“Did you like her touch?”

She’s quiet for a moment. The unfiltered sounds of other people’s pleasure fill the space between us. I’m sure she’s going to come to her senses and shut this down, but she doesn’t. She very deliberately leans back and wiggles her ass against, causing me to hiss out a Russian curse.

“N-not as much as I like this.” Her words are so low they’re almost inaudible.

But I know what I heard, and I’m floored by her brazenness. Floored, but really fucking turned on.

“Oh yeah, milaya? Would you like to experience the same pleasure that you saw tonight?” I slide my palm up the side of her body and stop just underneath her left breast. Her ribs expand against my hand with every quickened breath she takes. “Because I can help with that.”

When she remains silent, I thread my fingers through her hair at the roots and pull, drawing a moan from her. She purposefully grinds her hips back, against my painfully hard cock that’s now leaking pre-cum.

“I’m not a man to play with. If you want me to make you feel good, you need to use your words.”

“Please,” she hisses. “Yes.”

The moment the word leaves her mouth, I’m on her. “Watch the show.”

I drop small kisses along her neck, inhaling her intoxicating scent, as my left hand covers her breast, molding and shaping it to my delight.

A groan escapes her lips.

I lift her long dress from the back, my palm running lazily over her hips until it dips between her legs. Her panties are already soaking wet—the culmination of a night’s worth of arousal.

It”s not like anyone can see us, bathed in the shadows, but I still make sure to arrange the front of her dress so it hangs low, covering what I”m about to do to her. From behind, I push her panties aside and run two fingers over her silky slit.

We each release a deep groan at the first whisper of my touch. She squeezes her thighs together, and from the way her body reacts to even my barest touch, I know she”s going to come beautifully all over my fingers.

“This is wrong,” she murmurs, eyes closed, as wet heat gathers between her thighs, dripping over my hand.

“So wrong,” I agree with a gentle circle of her clit that has her mewling and biting her lip.

She’s thirteen years younger than me and, according to her fiancé, a virgin. As much as I”d love to sneak into her bed tonight and make her come on my face before taking her on my dick, she”ll come to her senses the moment we leave here. Which is why I’m going to enjoy every delicious moment of tonight.

I drag my teeth across my bottom lip. “I’d love to find out if your tits taste as sweet as I think they will.”

“Roman.” She groans when I pinch her nipple over her dress, the pad of my fingers circling her tender clit.

I suck on her neck, taking care not to bruise her. As much as I”d love to see my marks on her golden skin, there”d be no way to hide it from Kira—or Anatoly, for that matter.

Her breathing shallows, and I know she”s close.

“Watch the show,” I instruct. “Imagine it”s me doing all those filthy things to your body.” I suck one of her earlobes into my mouth just as I slide a finger inside of her.

She stiffens momentarily but then throws her head back and moans. Her pussy walls grip my finger, and the way her tight heat would grip my cock… Shit, I don’t think I’d last more than a few minutes.

”That”s right,” I coax her, making sure my thumb is still pressing against her swollen clit. ”Let yourself go. Come for me.”

Holy fuck, she’s not the only one about to let go. My balls are tighter than a steel knot, and with the head of my cock pushing tight against the crook of her ass, I’m a man on the verge.

Her eyes fall closed, and she takes an unsteady breath as I hit the right rhythm. From not too far away, it sounds like we’re not the only ones hitting our climax. Her pussy throbs against my touch, and soon after, I feel her body tense as her orgasm builds.

Hearing her little cries and feeling her squirm in my arms, I don’t have it in my to hold off anymore. With a final flick to her clit, I bring her ass flush again my cock and rut into her with a groan. Feeling the cum trickling out of her and over my fingers sets me off. The tingling deep in my balls is the only warning I get before I flood my underwear.

“Motherfucker,” I bite out.

I shut my eyes and struggle to steady my breath as Liza melts into my arms. I don’t think she realizes that she just made me explode in my pants like a damn teenager.

I should be fucking mortified. I should be repentant—after all, I just made my business partner’s soon-to-be wife come all over my hand.

But I’m neither of these things. In fact, I feel like a million bucks.

The show is still in full swing, which means we have a few more minutes before we need to find Kira.

Liza turns in my arms to look up at me, her eyes wide and confused like she can’t believe what she just did.

But I can.

“I just came from rubbing myself on your perfect body.”

Her jaw swings open.

I reach my hand in my pants and swipe a finger through the pool of cum gathered in my underwear, then smear the wetness over her lips.

She looks startled but doesn’t move; she doesn’t even dare breathe.

“You look perfect with my cum on your lips,” I whisper and then hold her head in place to run my tongue over her plump, beautifully parted mouth.

She pulls away. “We can’t— This was … a mistake.”

“Don’t worry, milaya.” I give her a cold smile. “This will remain our little secret.”

She won’t look at me while she smooths down her dress and runs her fingers through her hair to put herself back together again. A beautiful pink flush stains her cheeks, but I’m sure most people will mistake it for the glow of arousal that most of the patrons are sporting.

“Find Kira,” I instruct. “I’ll meet you both at the front.”

She nods and scurries away.

I know I’m playing with fire, in a situation where I can’t afford to get burned.

It’s fine; this was just a one-time thing. A loss of control for both of us. If you go to a sex club, you are sure to sin.

I send Feliks a text to bring the car out to the front entrance.

I need to get back to the hotel, shower, fix a fucking drink, and do everything in my power to forget the sound Liza makes when she comes and the taste of my seed on her skin.