9. Vitya
Chapter 9
Vitya
I watch Sveta walk away while Samantha hums in my ear and drools on my shirt. I wasn’t just giving her a hard time. I’ve been holding back for two years, and I’ll never do it again. I’ve been restrained by my job and my inability to cross the line, but none of that matters anymore. Now, if she does something to put herself in danger, I can just tie her sweet ass to the bed and spank it until it turns a beautiful shade of red.
Smiling at the image, I put Samantha in her swing so I can finish grilling, and I’m not at all surprised when Val comes out to join me.
“Need any help?”
I raise a brow. “We both know you didn’t come out here to help me flip the burgers.”
“True enough,” he says with a nod and then sits on the edge of the deck railing, bracing his hands on either side of himself. “So fill me in on what really happened when you found Samantha.”
I cover the grill so they can finish cooking and turn to face Val. “I was with Sasha. We’d just gotten an address from Radomir, so Sasha and I decided to check it out and take down anyone we found inside. The house was a fucking mess, man. Not just dirty, but filthy—rotten food, roaches, all that shit. Anyway, Sasha went upstairs, and after I took a guy out in the living room, I went up and found him practicing his knife skills.”
Val gives a soft laugh. “He does like to practice.”
I look over at him before I turn back to the grill to check on the food. “He’s gotten really fucking good at it. He took out two guys, and then he left. I stayed to text Timofey and get my final orders from him. He told me to let them rot, so that’s what I was going to do, but before I could leave, I heard a noise. I thought it was a man who’d been hiding at first, but then I thought it might be a puppy. I eventually tracked the noise to the room Sasha had killed the first guy in. The smell was horrible. We’d found a woman rotting in the closet earlier, but we hadn’t noticed anything else.”
I shake my head at the memory and fill him in on finding Samantha next to her rotting mom and how neglected she’d been.
“Jesus,” he whispers.
“I didn’t know what else to do, but I knew I couldn’t leave her there.”
“Why didn’t you tell my dad or Timofey?”
I flip the burgers one last time and shrug. “I don’t know. I just couldn’t. I needed to know that she was okay, that she was safe.”
“And now you’re attached.”
I look back at the house, knowing both my girls are in there, and I can’t help but smile. “I am,” I admit.
“Are you going to be okay out here?”
I look over at him. “What do you mean?”
“Your job is to protect my sister. Your loyalty is divided now.”
“I will protect them. Both of them,” I tell him, meeting his eyes. “Once we’re back in the city, I’ll meet with your dad and uncles and explain everything.”
Val stands and smacks my back. “Text me before you do, and I’ll stand with you while you do it.”
“Thanks, Val.”
He laughs and holds the plate while I load it with hamburgers. “ She’s my twin, and I’d do anything for her. I also know how in love with you she’s been for the last two years, and I would never do anything to fuck this up for her.”
Before he takes the plate, he holds my gaze, instantly morphing from laid-back brother to deadly Bratva boss before he says, “If you hurt her, I will kill you myself, Vitya.”
I nod, because that’s exactly how a brother should be. “I will never hurt her. You have my word on that. I’m going to marry that stubborn woman and take care of her for the rest of my life.”
Val smiles, easily shedding the brutal look he’d just been wearing, and says, “Welcome to the family, Vitya.”
I laugh as we start to walk back in. “Don’t start celebrating yet. I still have to survive your dad.”
“He won’t be thrilled,” he admits, “especially since I don’t think you’re going to go to him and ask for permission.”
“I think we’re past that, and he knows I’ll just go against him if he says no.”
“Yeah, so you’re going to be facing him after you’ve put your hands on his one-and-only daughter. That’s going to make this more difficult, but I’ll try to keep him calm.” He looks over at me and laughs, reminding me so much of Sveta. “We’ll at least try and keep your dick off the chopping block.”
“I would appreciate that,” I tell him.
We bring everything into the kitchen and by the time we’re sitting down to eat, Samantha’s already had another bottle and is asleep in her bouncy seat. Val, Sveta, and Yelena laugh while telling me all about staying here when they were younger and the trouble they used to get up to. I’m not at all surprised to hear that my girl was behind most of it. She’s apparently been a handful since birth.
When I add more salad to her plate, she gives me a look that has me biting my tongue to not laugh while she says, “I’m stuffed.”
“You need more veggies.”
“There were tomatoes and lettuce on my hamburger,” she argues.
“It’s good for you,” I tell her .
“Yeah, Sveta,” Val says. “It’s good for you. Eat up.”
Sveta looks over at him. “Don’t you start.” Turning back to me, she points her fork in my direction and says, “I’ll finish my salad if you eat a cupcake with me later.”
I eye her plate and decide it’s more important for her to get the vegetables, so I nod and motion for her to eat up. “Deal. Now clean your damn plate.”
She grins and starts eating while I start to clear everyone else’s dishes. Yelena and Val jump up to help, and once we’re all done, Samantha is up and ready to be entertained. The next two hours are spent passing her around as we all forget about the worries hanging over us. We’re just two couples spending time together, and it’s the kind of night I’ve wished for many times before. I’m not on the outside, standing and watching as Sveta jokes around with her family. I’m right in the middle of it with her. I can reach out and touch her anytime I want, and I don’t have to hide how I feel every time I look at her.
“I guess we should get her bath ready.” Sveta looks over at me. “The last thing we need is for her sleep schedule to get messed up.”
“Can we do it?” Yelena asks, looking at us with the kind of hopeful look that only someone who isn’t sleep deprived would have. “We can do it and give her a nighttime bottle before putting her to sleep.”
“She still wakes up a lot,” I warn her.
“It’s okay.” Yelena kisses Samantha’s cheek. “We don’t mind. Do we, Val?”
Val looks over at her, and I know he’d agree to anything she says, so I’m not at all surprised when he smiles and says, “Not at all.”
“Thanks for watching her,” I tell them, “and let us know if you need anything. She usually sleeps pretty good, but she had a nasty fit last night. If it happens again, come get us.”
“We will,” Yelena assures me with a smile that makes it clear she thinks I’m worrying too much.
The truth is I am worrying a bit and finding it hard to let her go for the night, but Sveta and I have unfinished business, and I’d really rather us be alone and uninterrupted for it.
“I’ll grab some of her things,” Sveta tells them before running into our bedroom. She returns a few minutes later with the baby bath. She’s filled it with all the things Samantha might need during the night, and then she leans in and kisses her head to tell her goodnight. I watch her smile at the baby who’s clearly already become attached to her, and I feel myself falling even more in love with her, a thing I would’ve sworn was impossible.
When Samantha’s brown eyes find mine, I’m rewarded with a big, gummy smile. God, this little girl has me completely wrapped around her finger. I step closer and kiss her cheek.
“Night, little one. Be good tonight, yeah?”
She smiles and lets out a squeal, which I’m taking as a verbal agreement. I give her one more kiss and then thank Val and Yelena again.
“We’re happy to do it,” Val says. “Try and get some sleep.”
Yelena laughs and mutters something to Sveta that’s too low for me to hear. Whatever it is, it makes Sveta laugh and say, “No promises,” while Val groans and walks out of the room, hollering a goodnight on his way to the stairs.
“See you in the morning,” Yelena tells me on her way out.
When they’re gone, I turn to Sveta. “What did she say?”
“She told me to not wear you out too much.”
I step closer, pressing my body to hers. “You think you can wear me out, pcholka ?” Leaning down, I cup her face and drag my thumb along her lower lip. “God, I’d love to see you try.”
She gives me a smile that has my dick growing hard in record time and runs her tongue over my thumb. “I’ve got a lot of pent-up sexual frustration, Vitya. No way in hell are you outlasting me tonight.” She sucks my thumb into her mouth before lightly dragging her teeth over my skin. I’ll never admit it, but she’s got me slightly worried. I know how stubborn she can be. She’ll hang on until she passes out.
Pulling her head back, she releases my thumb and says, “You’re a lot older than me, so you might want to do a few stretches first. I’d hate for you to pull something.”
“Jesus,” I whisper, knowing if I can’t keep up with her, I’ll never hear the end of it. My pride won’t allow that kind of failure. No matter what, I will be the last man standing tonight, even if that means I can’t move tomorrow.
Before she can taunt me again, I pick her up and carry her to the bedroom, shutting the door behind us. She starts to protest when I walk past the bed and head into the bathroom, but after taking care of a baby all day, I need a shower. I sit her ass on the counter and start the water.
“You just decide all of a sudden that you’d rather shower?”
I smile at her tone and pull my shirt off. “This is our first time together, and we’re not going to do this while I smell like Samantha’s spit-up.”
“Sexy.”
“Exactly,” I tell her. When she starts to reach for her own shirt, I stop her. “Don’t you dare. I get to undress you.”
“I’d hoped that you would stop being so bossy since you’ve seen me naked.”
I laugh and pull my jeans off. “I told you it’d get worse.”
“I was hoping you were joking.”
Kicking my boxers aside, I step closer while her eyes run over my naked body. “You’re a stubborn woman, Sveta, and you need someone who’s not going to let you walk all over them.”
She finally pulls her honey-brown eyes to mine. “And you think you’re the man for the job?”
I smile and grab the bottom of her shirt, slowly pulling it up her body. “I know I am.” Throwing her sweater on the floor, I drag my fingers along the swell of her breast. “I will treat you like a fucking queen, sweetheart, but I’m a possessive, overprotective man when it comes to you.”
She sucks in a quick breath when I unhook her bra and fill my hands with her tits. She’s the perfect size for me, everything about her is like she was made just for me. I wouldn’t change a single thing, not even her smart mouth, because I love her feistiness. I love that she gives me shit and never backs down, but I also love that she can be so fucking sweet. She’s the perfect mix of fire and honey, and I will never be able to get enough of her.
When I give her nipples a soft pinch, she parts her lips on a breathy sigh. Her eyes are already looking glazed when she starts to drag her fingers along my chest, and when she gets to the first scar, the lust turns to a sadness that I can’t bear to see.
Bringing my hands up to cup her cheeks, I tilt her face so she’s meeting my eyes. “I’m fine,” I remind her. “You saved me that night, and I’m not going anywhere.”
She nods while her fingers trace the three scars before going to my necklace. Grabbing the Russian Orthodox cross, she asks, “You going to explain this?”
I hesitate while caressing her skin with my thumb. “I promise I will, but not right now. Okay?”
She nods and lets my brother’s necklace go. “Okay,” she agrees and then wraps her legs around my waist. “You can tell me your secrets later.” Sliding her hand down my chest and abs, she gives me a wicked grin and then ghosts her fingers along my shaft. I’m already painfully hard, and feeling her light touch has pre-cum beading at my head. “I want something else from you right now.”
“Oh yeah? And what’s that?”
“I’m tired of being a virgin.”
Threading my fingers in her light brown hair, I fist it and pull her head back even more, exposing her slender neck to me. I nip at the delicate skin while kissing my way to her ear.
“So I could be anyone right now, Sveta?”
She gives a soft laugh and wraps her fingers around my cock, squeezing me hard enough to pull a groan from my body. “No. I want you. I’ve always wanted you, and you damn well know it.”
I smile against her skin before giving her another bite and reaching down to unbutton her jeans. With my mouth close to her ear, I ask, “And are you ever going to want anyone else?”
With my teeth grazing her ear, she whispers, “No.” And then, because I expect nothing less from her, she adds, “And if you ever so much as look at another woman, it won’t be my dad you’ll need to worry about.”
Pulling back so she can see me, I tell her, “You will never need to worry about me being unfaithful. I’ve been faithful to you since the second I saw you, and nothing will ever change that.”
She gives the head of my cock a light pinch and smiles. “So you’re saying that you probably won’t last long? I mean, it’s been over two years for you, so should I expect a thirty-second first time?”
“You’re hurting my pride, sweetheart.”
She shrugs while biting back a smile. “We’ll see. I hope I’m not too disappointed, Vitya.”
When I sigh, she smiles even bigger and then gives a surprised yelp when I lift her without any warning so she’s standing in front of me.
“Try and behave, pcholka, and let’s see how satisfied I can make you.”
She watches me as I kiss my way down her chest and unzip her pants. Sucking her nipple into my mouth, I tease her with my tongue and teeth while sliding her pants down. She kicks them off the rest of the way and threads her fingers in my hair as I pick her up again and carry her into the shower. Steam fills the air, and as soon as the water hits her and I see the droplets gliding down her beautiful body, I know she’s right. This is going to use all my willpower and then some, but I’ll be damned if I give her an unsatisfying first time. It may very well kill me, but I’m not stopping until she begs me to.
I lower her so she slides down my body the whole way, enjoying the way her eyes nearly roll back in her head from the sensation, and when she’s on her feet, I grab a sponge and slather it in body wash.
“I’m taking my time with you, sweetheart. We have all night, and I plan on using every minute of it.”
While she looks at me like she wants to taste every inch of me, I slowly start to wash her body. Even though I’ve yet to be inside her, I already feel like I know her so well. Every part of her feels like mine, like it belongs to me, and I fucking love that. She’s always felt like that, though, even before I allowed myself to cross the line and touch her. Sveta’s been mine since the night she saved my life. She gave me her blood, and I gave her my heart. She’s always had it. She’s always had all of me.
I drag the sponge along her body, covering her in soapy bubbles that the water quickly washes away. I can’t take my fucking eyes off her. She tilts her head back and runs her hands through the long strands of her hair, wetting it while giving me one hell of a show. When I drag the sponge along her smooth pussy, her eyes fly open right before she grabs my arms for support. I ignore the soft groan of disappointment when I move down to her inner thighs. I wash her legs and feet and then drag the sponge over the round curve of her ass before squeezing it out right above her crack so the soapy water can drip down between her perfect cheeks.
Putting the sponge aside, I use my hands to rinse her slippery body clean. I save her ass for last, and when I slide a finger between her cheeks and graze the pad of my finger along her tight little hole, she parts her lips in surprise and gives me a shocked look. God, I love how innocent she is. While I circle and tease her ass, I bring my lips close to hers.
“I can’t wait to find out what you like, sweetheart.”
“I’m not so sure I’m going to like that ,” she says.
“You don’t think so?” I give her bottom lip a soft suck and slowly drag the pad of my finger over her asshole, waking up all those hidden nerve endings again and smiling when she lets out a soft moan and her knees almost buckle. “Hmm, something tells me my pcholka might like having her ass fucked, but we’ll save that for another night, sweetheart.”
I nudge my leg between hers, pressing my thigh against her pussy, not at all surprised when she immediately rocks her hips and rubs against me.
“Tonight I’m taking your pussy. I’m going to fuck you so many goddamn times.”
“How about we start right now?”
I laugh and grip her hips, holding her in place while I press my thigh harder against her, letting her feel the pressure against her needy little cunt but not giving her enough of what she needs.
“I haven’t washed your hair yet, sweetheart.”
“We can skip it.”
Grinning, I move my leg and release her hips so I can grab the shampoo bottle. “I don’t think so.”
Never content to just take an order, she reaches out and strokes my cock while I start to wash her hair. When I look down at her, she just smiles and says, “What? You said you wanted to get washed up. I’m just trying to help.”
“Very thoughtful of you.”
Her fingers glide along my shaft, forcing me to bite back a groan while she smiles even bigger and says, “I thought so.”
When I’ve finished washing her hair and moved onto rinsing it and she’s still stroking my cock, I say, “I think it’s clean, sweetheart.”
She cups my balls, and this time I can’t stop the groan of pure pleasure as her fingers tease my sensitive skin. “I’m also washing away your past, Vitya.”
With my hands fisting her wet hair, I press my forehead to hers. “What past? I’ve been living and breathing you for two goddamn years. As far as I’m concerned, the past before you doesn’t exist. I can’t even fucking remember it. There is only you, pcholka . There will only ever be you.”
She smiles and releases her hold on me so she can grab the sponge I’d set aside. “My turn.”
I let her take her time exploring my body, because I can’t deny her this, even if it is eating away at what little willpower I have left. She wants to know me just as intimately as I want to know her, so I force myself to keep still as her hands glide over every inch of my body.
When I’m at the breaking point, I reach for her only to have her take a step back and wag her finger at me.
“I need to wash your hair.”
She laughs at the look I give her, but I don’t argue. Fair is fair, I guess, so I lean down a bit and let her get to work. I had no idea having my hair washed by someone else could be so erotic, but every time she drags her nails along my scalp, my cock twitches and my balls tighten. It’s fucking euphoric, and as soon as she’s finished rinsing my hair, I grab her and press her against the tiled wall. My mouth is on hers before she can even think about begging for it. The kiss is hungry and deep, neither one of us able to get enough of the other. Our bodies are slippery, and the feel of her tits pressed firmly against my chest has me groaning into her mouth and lifting her up higher so the head of my cock is pressed against her soaking wet slit.
“If you’d rather have our first time be somewhere else, then you need to tell me right fucking now, Sveta. Otherwise, I’m taking your virginity right here, right now.”
She clings to me, arms and legs wrapped around my body in a death grip as she smiles and says, “Here is perfect.”
“I’m so fucking glad you said that,” I tell her, giving a soft laugh. “I’m not sure I could’ve made it to the bed.”
My girl usually looks so damn brave, but when I start to slide into her, I see the fear in her eyes, and it makes me instantly stop.
“We’re going to take this slow,” I remind her, “and if you need me to stop, tell me, and I will.”
She nods and digs her fingers into my shoulders. “You’re huge,” she whispers.
I give her a wink. “I am, but you were made for me, sweetheart, and I know you can take it.”
“I talk a big game, Vitya.”
“You do,” I agree, “but you’ve always backed it up, and now is no different.” I lower her the tiniest bit, just enough to give her a small taste of what’s about to happen and then smile when her eyes go heavy-lidded. “You’re going to wear me out tonight. Remember?”
“Fuck,” she whispers when I spread her pussy lips wider with the head of my cock. I feel her grip me, so fucking tight and so goddamn eager for me to fill her.
“I want to feel you wrapped around me, pcholka , just like this. I don’t want anything between us. I swear I’m clean. ”
“I trust you.”
Knowing that she trusts me with her body means everything to me, and I fully intend to spend the rest of my life making sure she never regrets it.
Before I slide into her any more, I kiss her and then pull back just enough so I can meet her eyes. “This is going to go against all your instincts, but I need you to just relax and let me take control right now.”
Proving how nervous she is, my headstrong girl actually nods her head in agreement.
“Holy shit,” I tell her with a smile. “I really thought you were going to fight me on that.”
“I try to pick my battles wisely, Vitya, and now isn’t one of those times. We both know I have no clue what I’m doing.” She cups my face and pulls me closer. “Just go slow. Don’t you dare give me all of that thing at once.”
I want to laugh at her words, knowing that it’s not going to be long at all before she’s begging me for all of that thing , but I know how scared she is, so I just smile against her lips and say, “I’ll go very slow, Sveta. I promise.”
“Okay,” she whispers back.
I kiss her slowly while I lower her very gently onto the head of my cock. The wet heat of her pussy wraps around me, and the temptation to slam into her is very fucking strong. Her fingers run through my wet hair as she kisses me harder and lets out the sexiest whimper when I thrust in past her body’s natural resistance, forcing her to spread wider than she ever has before.
She breaks our kiss with a hiss of pain and a growled, “Fuck!”
“You’re doing so good, pcholka .” I whisper the words against her lips and keep my body still, letting her get used to the feeling of having me inside her. There’s still a long way to go before I’m all the way in, but I’m not about to tell her that right now.
“You’re too damn big,” she growls at me, and this time I can’t help but laugh. The look she shoots me has me laughing even harder.
“Seriously, Vitya? You’re going to laugh at me right now? ”
“I’m only laughing because you’re so fucking adorable and because I know you’re going to be screaming my name in a few minutes.”
“I better be,” she grumbles and then winces when I give her just a little bit more. “At least you’re almost all the way in.”
The look on my face has her raising a brow. “You are almost all the way in, right?”
I promised I’d never lie to her, so I just give her an I’m sorry smile while she mutters, “I can’t believe you thought you were going to put that thing in my ass.”
“Oh, I’m definitely putting this thing in your ass one day, sweetheart.”
“We’ll see about that.”
I smile and kiss her pouty mouth. “You’re going to beg me for it, and I want you to remember this conversation when you do.”
“Never going to happen.”
She’s wearing her stubborn look, so I just smile and give her a wink. “We’ll see.”
Before she can argue, I dig my fingers into her ass and give her another inch.
“Jesus,” she hisses.
I back off and fuck her with just my head, and when I pull back so I can watch, I groan at the sight of her pussy spreading for me. We’re out of the water spray, so there’s nothing to wash her arousal and blood from my cock, and the sight of it is enough to make me almost come. I grit my teeth, refusing to give into the temptation.
She moans when she looks down and sees me fucking her, and this time it’s not from pain.
“You see how beautiful you are?” I ask her. “So fucking perfect.”
Her pussy grips my cock, and when she slides a hand down her body and feels where we’re joined, I growl her name in warning.
“What?” Her honey-brown eyes dart up to mine before she goes back to watching me fuck her. “I just want to feel us.”
“God, you’re not making this easy for me.”
I hear her soft laugh right before I feel her curious fingers run over my shaft. I clench my jaw while she teases the living fuck out of me, exploring the way our bodies are joined, and when I can’t take it any longer, I bring my mouth to her shoulder and give it a soft bite.
“Play with yourself, sweetheart. I want you to rub your swollen, achy clit until you come all over my cock, and as soon as you do, I’m giving you everything. I’m not going to hold back.”
She moans my name and lets go of my dick so she can slide her fingers to her clit. Her breathy whimpers fill the air around us, and when I start to fuck her just a little bit deeper, she gasps and begs me to not stop. I kiss my way up her neck, working my way to her mouth, and as soon as I’m close enough, she’s kissing me hard and working her clit in a way that lets me know she’s close to the edge. All her inhibitions and fear disappear as the primal part of herself takes over, and it’s sexy as hell.
I nip at her lip and give her another inch, and when I feel her whole body tense and the deep moan that’s threatening to turn into a scream, I slam into her, burying myself inside her as deeply as I can get as she comes hard, gripping me like she’s never going to let go.
Her arm wraps around my neck while her fingers keep working her clit until her body grows limp. I feel the smile that’s lighting up her face right before she breaks our kiss with a laugh that is pure happiness.
“I’ve waited so long to see you like this.” I kiss her again and slowly rock my hips, reveling in the feel of our bodies joined together. “You’re so beautiful when you come for me, Sveta.”
She gives me a lazy smile, looking completely satisfied now that she’s gotten to come, and brings her wet fingers to my lips, watching me with hooded eyes as I suck her fingers into my mouth, licking them clean with a groan.
“I changed my mind about your dick.”
I grin around her fingers before she slowly pulls them out. “Not too big anymore?”
“Oh, it’s still really fucking big, and I know I’m going to be sore tomorrow, but goddamn did that feel good.”
“I’m really happy to hear you say that, but you know we’re not done yet, right?” I slowly slide her off my length and put her back on her feet. “I’m just getting started, pcholka .”
With her leaning back against the tiled wall, I kneel in front of her and grab her thighs. She’s swollen, and there’s still a few traces of blood on her, and she looks like she’s definitely going to be sore. My eyes run over every inch of her, and I love that I’m the only man who will ever know what this woman feels like. My cock aches with the need to come, but I’m quickly learning that her pleasure is a thousand times more important to me than my own. I’d rather she orgasm than me, and that’s a crazy realization for a man who’s never given a flying fuck about a woman before.
Her fingers thread through my hair as she looks down at me. “I love you so much, Vitya.”
I smile up at her and kiss her inner thigh. “I love you too, baby, so fucking much.”
Knowing she’s sore, I gently part her thighs and bring my mouth to her swollen pussy. I kiss and lick every inch of her, worshipping her body as she fists my hair and fills the shower with her breathy pants and sexy moans. I coax her overly sensitive clit back to life with teasing licks and soft sucks that have her hiking her leg onto my shoulder while she tightens her grip on my hair. She’s practically smothering me with her pussy, but I don’t pull back. I can’t think of a better way to go. If I suffocate while eating her out, so fucking be it.
She rocks her hips, grinding against me, greedy for another orgasm. I’m more than happy to give her as many as she wants. After another good suck, I feel her body shudder as she moans my name and comes again. Her arousal coats my face and drips down my chin. I’m completely surrounded by her. The sweet taste of her fills my mouth, and the scent of her pussy is all around me, driving me fucking crazy with the need to be inside her again.
“Damn,” she whispers as she catches her breath, and when I see her yawn, I shake my head in warning.
“Don’t you fucking dare fall asleep on me, sweetheart.”
She gives me the sweetest smile and says, “No promises.”