Chapter 13 - Avit
Reluctantly, I pulled my lips from Sienna’s.
Fuck!
She tasted even sweeter than she looked.
In the gallery, I almost didn’t recognize her.
Gone was the ponytail; soft curls bounced on her shoulders, framing her flawlessly made-up face.
Diamond earrings dangled from her ears. She was slender, every curve perfect.
Her breasts, her ass…shit. I got an instant hard-on just looking at her figure.
Part of me was glad she’d kept it hidden; otherwise, I might not have stayed away this long. I thought I was in this alone, convinced she didn’t feel anything for me, but I caught those fleeting glances, that hunger when our eyes finally met. She wanted me just as much as I wanted her.
“We’re moving this party to the bed,” I said, huskily.
Before she could reply, I lifted her into my arms and carried her to the bed, my lips finding hers again.
She moaned softly, opening to me. My hands traced under her dress, pushing it up, until I yanked it over her head.
She gripped my shirt and closed her eyes, her breathing fast and shallow. I kissed her lightly.
“What's wrong, angel?” I asked.
I didn't mean to say it; it just slipped out, but it fit her perfectly. In my fucked-up world of endless bloodshed, she was the one pure thing.
She was my angel.
Sienna shook her head. “Nothing. It’s fine.”
She pulled me down for a kiss, and I complied, my fingers trailing along her sides. She wrapped her legs around my waist. Grabbing her ass with one hand, I let her feel how turned on I was. She groaned, moving against me slowly.
I trailed kisses down her neck, but when I tried to go further, her fingers tightened around my shirt. I gently held her chin, forcing her eyes to meet mine.
“I know something’s wrong. Tell me,” I urged.
She bit her lower lip. “I’ve never been with anyone before. I’m…a little nervous.”
Her confession hit me like a shot of fire. I’d never thought about being a woman’s first before; they always seemed sure of themselves. But now, knowing I was hers…Suddenly, I wanted this moment to be unforgettable.
I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “I’m a bit nervous too.”
“Why?” she asked. “You’ve had sex before.”
I kissed her lightly. “I have, but not with you. What if after this, you tell people the guy who gave your virginity to didn’t know what he was doing?”
She giggled, and I felt my cock twitch.
“You just put a lot of pressure on me,” I smirked, teasing her.
This was new, talking like this in bed. Usually, I’d fuck, she’d moan, and that would be it. But Sienna…her moans cracked walls around my bastard Bratva heart. I knew I’d remember that sound for the rest of my life.
I never wanted to fall for anyone, knowing that they could be snatched from me in the twinkle of an eye. But this woman under me, she meant something.
“Do you want me to close the curtains? Darken the room?” I asked.
She shook her head, blushing. “No. I want to see you.”
“And I want to see you, angel,” I murmured. “So how about I turn around, remove my clothes, and you slip out of yours and under the covers?”
“Okay,” she whispered.
I crawled off her and turned as promised. I heard her shift behind me as I kicked off my shoes and socks, shrugged off my jacket, and felt my pulse spike. Knowing she’d be waiting, naked and under the sheets, made me harder than I’d ever been. The anticipation alone was enough to make me go crazy.
When I dropped the last piece of clothing onto the pile, I inhaled deeply and turned around, my heart thundering in my chest. Sienna’s eyes roamed me, tracing every line, every muscle, every scar, her lips parting slightly as she licked them.
When her gaze met my cock, her eyes widened, and her face grew red, but she didn’t look away.
I moved closer, sliding under the covers until I hovered over her. She bent her legs, opening for me, and I groaned as my cock brushed against the wetness along her pussy.
I kissed her slowly, tasting her intoxicating sweetness as her fingers tangled in my hair. My hands roamed over her body, cupping one perfect breast as she arched into me. I teased her nipples, one then the other, groaning as her body writhed against mine.
My lips trailed down her neck, over her collarbone, and when I dared lower, she didn’t stop me. I savored the moment my lips met the swell of her breasts. I teased her with my tongue, flicking and sucking, worshiping her breasts as the scent of her arousal began to fill the room.
As I moved lower, I took the blanket with me, but Sienna didn't seem to notice; her eyes were closed, lips parted, too lost under my touch. I kissed her stomach, tracing the curve down to where her soft blonde curls hid her most intimate parts.
The first taste of her pussy made us both groan, and her legs widened.
Her hand gripped my head, pulling me closer.
I devoured her, exploring every inch with my tongue before taking her clit into my mouth, sucking and flicking, hard enough to make her hips buck but soft enough to coax out those sinful, sexy as fuck moans that made my blood race through my veins.
“Avit…” she breathed.
I crawled back up, kissing her along the way, my fingers tracing her wetness.
“Yes, angel?” I whispered near her ear.
She moaned, an erotic, needy sound that shot straight through me.
“Tell me you want me,” I said, pulling back to look at her.
“I want you,” she whispered.
I kissed her slowly, savoring her lips, then shifted onto my knees, positioning myself at her entrance. Using my fingers to help ease her into it was an option, but I wanted my cock to be the first thing in her. I eased her legs wider, pushing in gently.
She gasped, gripping the sheet, chest rising and falling rapidly.
“You’re okay. I won’t hurt you. Promise. Just relax…breathe.”
She nodded, and her body immediately softened beneath me.
“Good girl,” I murmured.
I inched inside, rubbing her clit with each movement, testing, learning what made her wetter. My eyes stayed locked on where we were joined, watching her respond to me. It was one of the most fucking beautiful things I'd ever seen.
When I was flush against her, feeling her muscles tighten around me, I knew I wouldn’t last long. Another first. Fuck.
“You okay?” I asked, glancing up.
She nodded. I leaned down, capturing her lips again, and she gripped my arms. I began moving slowly. With each minute that passed, our rhythm intensified, moans rising, mixing with the sound of skin meeting skin.
Fuck. I needed to take her over the edge with me, but could she? Not every woman could do it for the first time. Fuck it, I was about to find out.
I went up on my knees again, thrusting into her harder…deeper. I loved the way her breasts bounced, how flushed she was, how alive she looked.
“I want you to cum with me, angel.”
Her body tensed.
“No. Don’t,” I warned. “You’re almost there. Just close your eyes…feel. Get lost in me…in us.”
Sienna obeyed, eyes shutting tight as I pounded into her, and pressed my fingers on either side of her clit.
“Fuck!” she swore as her hips bucked again.
Then I began rubbing her in deep, circular strokes. The movement sent her wild, erratic and desperate.
I was close, but I refused to let go first. It was five more agonizing minutes before she screamed, shattering over me, muscles clenching, warmth spilling around me. I drove into her as deep as I could, losing myself with her, and emptied into her before collapsing beside her.
I pulled her into my arms, happy when she didn’t pull away.
She smiled up at me. “You aced it. I won’t tell anyone you didn’t know what you were doing…Ace.” She blushed.
“Say it again. What did you call me?”
“Ace.”
I kissed her hard. By the time I pulled back, I was fucking hard again. But we weren't in Safin territory. We needed to head home soon. But fuck if I didn't want to taste her again.
I kissed her forehead. “Rest. I’ll get you up in an hour. We’ll shower and leave.”
She nodded, and within minutes, Sienna drifted into sleep, soft and warm in my arms.
While Sienna slept, I shot Lev a text letting him know she’d been overwhelmed and was resting.
About thirty minutes later, he sent another text: Jaroslav was leaving with Vera, who had passed out.
I asked if he needed me to return with them, but he said Marten and Kira would handle it.
Then I sent Ninel a quick apology for our abrupt departure; she said she understood and would visit soon.
Exactly one hour later, I woke Sienna and guided her to the bathroom where I had drawn a warm bath, knowing she might be sore.
I went back and stripped the sheets to replace them with the clean ones I’d just ordered, not wanting her to feel embarrassed by the spots of blood, tossing the dirty ones into the laundry bag.
Once she finished, I stepped into the bathroom to shower, giving her privacy to change back into her clothes. She was a little shy about me seeing her naked again, and I didn't want her to feel uncomfortable.
When we were both ready, we left, two SUVs trailing us, one carrying Wexler. By the time we arrived home, Sienna had fallen asleep again. I scooped her into my arms, carried her to her room, removed her shoes, and tucked her in. I leaned in and kissed her; she kissed me back.
“Goodnight, angel.”
“Good night, Ace.”
I walked out, knowing damn well there was no way I was getting any sleep tonight.
***
By the time the sun crept into the sky, I was in a sour mood. Not from exhaustion, though I hadn’t slept, but because after Sienna, I knew there was no way I could sleep with any other woman. I’d shot myself in the foot, agreeing to her deal in the heat of the moment, and I resented it.
But I couldn’t go back on our agreement. I was a man of my word. My only hope was to enjoy as much of Sienna as I could before she walked out of my life…forever.
She’d already been through hell—first her mother, then her father.
I didn’t need to drag her into mine. She deserved her freedom, to live the life she’d always dreamed of, even if that life didn’t include me.
She’d be safer without me in it. Compared to Jasper, who was a douche and dangerous for her to be around, the trouble he could bring was a fraction of the risk of what could happen to her if she stayed with me.
By six, I was driving away from the house.
I couldn’t stand being in the same place as her.
Before I left, I left a note on her nightstand, apologizing for not being there when she woke, because the last thing I wanted her to feel was used.
I lied, saying there had been an emergency in the faction.
I offered to bring her favorite pizza later, and promised we’d watch a movie together.
Throughout the day, I kept my head down, numbers and ledgers consuming my mind, trying to keep Sienna out. Every time her face flickered through my thoughts, I ground my teeth. Damn it. She shouldn’t have had this hold on me.
Around seven that night, Marten got a call about a late weapons shipment. He wanted Pyotr and me to handle it; he had to meet with Jaroslav and Lev. I called Wexler and asked him to order Sienna’s favorite pizza, telling him to let her know I’d been called away and would be home late.
At the warehouse, the allies met us, and the handoff went smoothly. Then we went to the warehouse office to file the paperwork. When the paperwork was done, Pyotr leaned back, smirking.
“You know,” he said, “if you wanted us to actually believe you and Sienna had married for love, you could’ve at least bought her a ring.”
I slammed my hand on the table. “I don’t need to buy her shit to prove a point.”
“Oh, really?” Pyotr’s eyes grew cold. “So, you're so in love with her, and something as simple as a damn ring, something every woman would want to show off, you couldn't get her?”
I rose from my seat. “You're free to think whatever the hell you want.”
I strode to the door. But, just as I reached it, what Pyotr said next froze me in my tracks. “I know about Jasper.”
My head snapped in his direction.
Fuck! How did he find out?
My jaw clenched. My fists tightened at my sides.
As though he knew what I was thinking, he spoke again.
“I heard when you told Marten there was a problem with the books. Knowing the guilt you carried after Mom and Dad died, things made sense, why you've never dated anyone. And then how you reacted after Ninel was kidnapped? There was no way in hell you’d marry out of the blue. A man like you fears commitment…because you wouldn't be able to stand the thought of her walking away. And you sure as hell wouldn’t forgive yourself if something happened to her.”
I closed my eyes and exhaled.
“I did my research on Sienna. That’s how I connected the dots to Jasper.”
I opened my eyes. “I’m dealing with it. Don’t you dare say a word to the others.”
“I’m not ratting you out, Avit,” he said. “But do you think when it comes down to it, she’d choose you over her father? After you…uprooted her life?”
“Are you doubting me, Pyotr?” I growled, stepping towards the desk he sat behind. “Not only that, who the fuck are you to question what I'm doing? You're my younger brother. Don't fucking forget that.”
“Avit, I’m worried! Fuck! After everything, I don’t want you hurt. Not after the shit you're still working through. And Sienna…she could betray you like Jasper did.”
“Don’t you think I’ve thought about it? Lev and the others have been stretched thin over the past three years! They need a damn break! Fuck, they earned it! And now Vera’s sick. I can’t drag them into this. This was my fault! I need to fix it! I don't need anyone's help!”
I stalked out of the office, slamming the door behind me as I made my way to my car. A feeling of dread began to settle in the pit of my stomach. I couldn't help but feel as though shit was about to get a lot worse before it got better.
Fuck!