Chapter 26 Tatiana #2
I turn in the water until I'm facing him where my legs straddle his hips, and I can feel him already getting hard. His hands slide up my sides, and I wince slightly when he gets close to the scrapes. He pulls his hands back and stiffens, but I'm not slowing down now.
"I'm okay." I kiss him again. "I promise I'm okay."
"You're injured." His hands settle on my hips instead. "We shouldn't—"
"I need you, okay?" I grind against him and watch his eyes darken. "I need to feel alive."
Dimitri kisses me tentatively, testing my desire against his, and I return the kiss with more passion. His tongue demands entry and I give it willingly. My hands move between us and wrap around his length, and he groans into my mouth as his hips lift slightly.
"God, I want you, you know?" I grin into the kiss and whisper, "My hero."
"Tatiana," he grunts. "You're killing me."
"Good." I position myself over him. "Because I almost died today and all I could think about was that I never told you how much you mean to me."
I sink down onto him and we both groan in pleasure. His hands pull me down harder as his forehead presses against mine.
"Don't move yet," he whispers. "Just give me a second."
I hold still and kiss him instead, soft little pecks that turn deeper and more desperate. When I feel him relax slightly, I start to grind, rolling my hips in small circles that make us both groan again. I can't remember a time when I felt so free with someone.
"You feel incredible." His hands guide my movements. "So perfect."
I increase the pace and water sloshes over the edge of the tub. But all I care about is the way he's filling me and the way his eyes are locked on mine like I'm the only thing in the world that matters.
"Faster." He lifts me and brings me back down harder. "I need more."
I brace my hands on his shoulders and ride him harder. The water makes everything slippery and adds resistance to every movement. My thighs burn, but I don't slow down. I keep moving while he meets me thrust for thrust.
"Oh, my God," I mewl as his hand slides down to grip my ass and squeeze hard. His other hand kneads a breast while he sucks on my pulse point. His body feels incredible, and if I weren't injured, we'd be going at this a lot harder.
"You sure this isn't too much?" he asks, sucking softly on the skin of my neck.
"Can you just fuck me already? Stop asking if I'm okay." I smile again and feel his fingers pinch and twist a nipple until I'm whimpering.
"Shit," I hiss, "I think I'm gonna come." My head thrown back, I feel his body getting harder inside me.
"Then let go," he coaxes as one of his hands slides between us and finds where we're joined. His thumb presses into my clit and rubs a small circular path that only makes me clench harder around him.
"Shit, yes," I grunt, feeling the first tingle of climax low in my groin.
"That's it, come for me," he purrs against my flushed skin, and I let go.
The orgasm crashes through me and my entire body shakes as I feel myself pulsing around him. The sensations are powerful, strong, violent contractions that make me squeeze and milk him, and I bite down on his shoulder to stop myself from screaming.
When my body begins to calm, his thrusts become erratic and uncoordinated.
More water sloshes out of the bath as his hips hammer upward into me, and I wrap my arms around his shoulder as he speeds up.
When I feel him go rigid, hear the tiny grunt escape from the back of his throat, I feel his dick pulsing inside me, though the heat from his release is lost to the heat of the bathwater.
We sit like that for a long time. Eventually, the water starts to cool and he helps me stand. My legs are shaky and drying off is a bit challenging, given the wound on my stomach.
But Dimitri wraps a towel around me and another around himself before helping me back to the bedroom.
I sit on the edge of the bed while he finds clean clothes for both of us.
While he's using fresh gauze and ointment to dress the wound on my belly, he looks so serious, so focused that I can't read what he's thinking, so I just ask.
"What's on your mind? Hmm?" I touch his stubbled jawline and tilt my head. His eyes come up to meet mine as he places the last bit of athletic tape to the dressing.
"You belong to me… Okay?" Dimitri scowls and looks away, collecting the bits of gauze and tape, the scissors and the tube of ointment, but I can see his walls firmly back in place.
He's impossible and it's frustrating. This man has probably been through hell and now he can't even admit he cares about me. But I need to hear it.
"You care about me…" I say gently.
"Tatiana."
"It's okay." I reach for his hand. "You don't have to say it out loud." I pause and suck in a deep breath. It may be the last thing on his mind, but one day, I know he'll be able to admit it.
He doesn't respond, but he doesn't pull his hand away, either. "I care about you too," I tell him, squeezing his fingers. "And I'm definitely a little insane."
"Malcom is still out there, Tatiana…"
"And you think by not admitting you love me, it will keep me safe?" I chuckle and shake my head as I pat the back of his hand. "Foolish man."
He pulls his hand away with a scowl and turns to put the wound dressing material in the nightstand drawer. I didn't mean to anger him, but apparently, the only emotion he's really good at showing is anger.
"Then let's take him down together," I say quietly, and I lift my chin indignantly as he glowers at me.
"No way in hell am I—"
"You don't get to tell me what to do," I snip, and he stops cold. After a beat, I continue. "As a condition of my being here with you, you have to let me speak my mind and make my own choices…" I pause and sigh. "And I will promise to trust you and listen to you if you are really concerned.”
"Then you fucking stay in this room and heal." His nostrils flare and his eyebrows come together in the center, but he isn't saying those words in anger.
"No," I say gently. "I am going to help you take them all down, and I have a plan."
This time, when I speak, he listens.
If he's going after Malcom Kozlov, I have every right to help him, and if I’m right and the mole still works in this casino, I know just how to do it.