Chapter Thirty-Two
The snow-covered ground crunches as Kaz and Mikhail toss Nikolai”snaked body into the woods. He lands with a thud on the frozen ground. I look at Vivienne and see tears running down her face.
”Are you okay?” I ask, wrapping my hands around her shoulders and pulling her into me.
”Yeah, I”m good.”
”Are you sure about this, princess?” Kaz asks. ”We could hang him up in the town square as a warning to men like him.”
Vivienne shakes her head. ”As much as I like that idea, I want him to be fed to the wolves. Just as he fed every girl to them.”
”You really went for poetic justice.”
”I”ve always thought it was the perfect punishment. I mean, obviously, the law is failing women everywhere we look. If they had a more painful punishment than jail, they wouldn”t have to house the men or worry about that budget stuff, and I”m pretty sure the men would learn their lesson.”
”If I”m honest,” I say. ”the amount of time you”ve been thinking about this is a little worrisome.”
”Aw, you scared?”
”Little bit.”
”Good, I like it that way.”
”Of course you do, grim,” Mikhail says.
”Grim?” she asks.
”Short for grim reaper.” He shrugs as he says it. ”You gotta admit, it fits you really well.”
Vivienne chuckles. ”You”re right.”
”How are you feeling?” I ask again. ”You sure you”re okay.”
”I”m fine, Dmitri. I”m just ready to go home.”
It”s hot as fuck that she considers our home hers. For some, it would be too soon. But for me and my brothers, we need her like we need to breathe. She can”t be twenty feet from us at any given time. Much less in another fucking country.
”Come on, princess.”
Kaz pulls her out of my arms and towards the car. Flakes of snow fall from the sky. The sun has been gone for hours, and you can feel it. With the adrenaline of tonight wearing off, the cold is hitting hard.
The SUV is warm. Mikhail sits in the driver”s seat while Kaz and I join Vivienne. She holds our hands the whole way home. I”m struck by the romantic feeling of it all. The wonder I never thought I would get to experience. I mean, these hands just pulled off one of the most violent murders, but I love them. No matter the amount of blood. It just makes her skin softer anyway.
When we drive past the gates, we see our house. What”s left of it anyway. The good news is that Declan primarily targeted the garages. I bet he thought it would cause the most significant eruption. The most damage if it reached the cars. That”s why I had them moved when Kaz brought Vivienne into our home. I prepared for every way Declan could attack, except for how he spoke to her earlier. I saw the heartbreak on her face. She pretends not to care, but she does. She really cares. But simultaneously, she refuses to compromise her wants and needs for them. I admire that about her.
Mikhail sighs as he parks the car. He easily slips back into his mask for the family. Vivienne notices it, too. She uncouples our hands to touch his arm.
”You don”t have to do it alone,” she tells him. ”We”ll be here every step of the way. My brother will pay for the damage, too.”
”You sure about that? He doesn”t seem to be our biggest fan.”
“No, but he”ll get over it. I think.”
She doesn”t sound so sure, but none of us say a thing. I open the door and help her out. Together, the four of us walk into the wobbly front door. It”s off its hinges from the blast.
”Where the hell have the four of you been?” Mama Volkov screeches the second we step inside. ”I”ve been worrying all night long. It took me hours to get Lilianna to sleep. The poor girl is terrified out of her mind.”
”Thank you for staying with her,” Mikhail answers.
The inside of the estate isn”t as affected by the bombs as the outside is. But there”s trash everywhere from the party. Czar”s body is still bleeding on the ground in the living room.
”You didn”t answer my question. Where were you?”
Vivienne squeezes my hand.
”We went after him.”
”Him who? Because the man who bombed our home is sitting in our fucking dining room,” Yvonne yells.
”Lilianna didn”t tell you?” Vivienne asks.
”Tell me what? If you”re referencing how upset she was. She refused to talk about it. She”s so upset about her ruined party.”
A harpoon of guilt hits me. We have to tell the truth. It would break her heart, but not knowing it would be more harmful.
”Mama,” Kaz starts. ”Lilianna was upset because Nikolai was inappropriate with her.”
”Excuse me?”
”We caught him in her room. With some other boys.”
Her face pales. “What? Nikolai?”
I nod my head.
”But he was always such a sweet boy.”
”They usually are,” Vivienne quips.
”Uh, did you kill him?”
”Yup,” Mikhail replies.
I can”t even imagine how this is hurting him. First, his daughter, then he finds out his future wife was abused by someone we share blood with. I wish I had known who he was. I”d have killed him years ago. This is why they say the blood of the covenant is thicker than the womb”s water. In the end, the fact that Nikolai is our family means nothing. We”d kill him just because Vivienne ordered it. Even if he was innocent.
Small tears drip down Yvonne”s face. ”I can”t believe this.”
”It”s late, mama,” Kaz says. ”You need to try to get some sleep. We can talk about this tomorrow.”
”I”m not sure I can.”
”You need to try.”
She nods. Kaz hugs his mother. Her eyes drop down to where my hand is entwined with Vivienne”s. She looks up at Vivienne with hope in her eyes.
”Did you decide to stay?”
”Yes.”
Yvonne smiles brightly despite the news she was just given. ”Good.”
With that, she walks towards her room.
”Let me talk to the guards for a second.”
Mikhail stalks off to speak to them while Kaz and I lead Vivienne to his bedroom. Which has now become our unofficial bedroom. But if I know Mikhail, he”s got something up his sleeve. Whatever his plan is, maybe it”ll be easier to pull off. The bombs were closest to the east wing, so we”ll need some renovation. Might as well add a new bedroom to that list.
”I”ll start a bath for her,” Kaz says as we enter Mikhail”s bedroom. ”Get her undressed.”
”Happily,” I admit.
Vivienne lets me guide her coat off before moving on to her dress. The moment the zipper is down, the dress becomes a heap of fabric on the floor. A running facet is in the background as Kaz readies the bathroom. Vivienne stands before me in a new lingerie set. This girl and her lingerie. I swear each set gets hotter and hotter. Tonight, she”s wearing a leather-like bra and panty set. Each cup has a zipper, as does the crotch of her panties.
My cock hardens, instantly aware he”s in the vicinity of his mate. It doesn”t matter that I came all over her two hours ago. He still wants her. Grabbing her hand, I pull her to the bathroom before I do something stupid and bend her over. The way Kaz looks at her does nothing to help my own lust. He”s eyeing her like he”s been in the desert, and she”s the glass of water.
Kaz reaches over and tears her panties off like they”re made of paper.
”Hey, these are your moms, you know,” Vivienne says. ”I don”t think you should tear them up.”
”No, they”re not.”
”Yes, they are. She”s been letting me borrow clothes while I”ve been here. How else did you think I was getting dressed?”
”With the clothes I bought you the first night you were here.”
I smile. Of course, Kaz did that.
”What?”
”All the clothes my mother has been giving you have come from the clothes I bought that have been sitting in my closet.”
Vivienne looks shocked. ”You bought me clothes?”
”Yes, I had a shopper come out that night, and everything was delivered the next morning.”
”Why didn”t you tell me?”
”What was I supposed to say, princess? I was already coming on strong enough.”
I unhook her bra and slide it down her arms. Her perky tits bounce as they fall freely. I”m a lucky, lucky man. My mouth waters at the sight of her dusty pink nipples. They”re just begging to be sucked.
Kaz helps her into the bathtub. We roll up our sleeves and kneel next to the bathroom. We take turns cleaning her up. My fingers massage shampoo into her hair as Kaz is washing her body. I”m painfully hard when we pull the plug on the bathtub.
Grabbing a fluffy towel, I drape it around her as Kaz stands her on her feet. She looks a little tired as I bring her in for a hug.
”You still doing okay?”
She nods. ”It”s strange. I”ve spent ten years chained to that person. Bound by the trauma he gave me. Now that he”s dead, I feel free but also overwhelmed. I don”t know what to do now.”
”I can think of a few ideas, princess.”
”Like what?”
”Let me show you.”
Vivienne lets her towel drop before taking my brother”s hand. I trail behind them, not willing to miss whatever show they”re going to put on. The bedroom door opens, and Mikhail steps in. His eyes zero in on Vivienne.
He groans. ”Goddamn, baby. You are so sexy.”
She blushes under his praise, and my cock grows even stiffer. Kaz lays her gently on the bed like the precious gem she is. Mikhail starts unbuttoning his shirt. He looks from Kaz to me.
”What”s on the menu tonight?”
”I want sloppy seconds,” I say. ”Make a mess of her.”
Mikhail smiles. ”Ass or pussy, Kaz?”
”Ass.”
Vivienne moans. ”It”s hot to listen to the three of you decide my fate like I”m not even here.”
”Duly noted.”
I push a chair in front of the bed and plop down on it, not wanting to miss a thing. Mikhail traces a squiggly pattern over her bare leg. Ghosting just over her shaved pussy as he travels up.
”Mikhail,” she groans. ”Touch me.”
”I will,” he replies. ”When I”m ready.”
He teases her more. Brushing over her sensitive nipples. Her back arches into his hand, forcing him to take her boob into his palm. She moans as he uses two fingers to twist her nipple lightly. I run a hand over my tented pants. Yanking at the tip to keep my desire at bay.
Kaz latches his mouth onto her other nipple. The sound he makes as he sucks is loud and obscene. Vivienne cries out, shoving her hands into his long hair. She holds him to her chest, trying to push her entire tit in his mouth. I can see her pussy, wet and glossy with her yearning.
”Fuck me, please,” Vivienne moans. ”Please, please, please.”
”Listen to you begging for us like a little slut.”
”Should we give her what she wants?” Mikhail asks. ”Or make her wait a little longer?”
”She was a good girl at the warehouse,” I chime in. ”She finished us off without asking for anything. Put the girl out of misery.”
”Yes, please,” she groans. ”Fuck me.”
Mikhail shucks his clothes off. He lifts her up off the bed, sliding in beneath her. Vivienne hisses as he impales her on his cock. Mikhail is covered in her juices, and something about that is so fucking sexy. She moans as he pushes into her again and again. I”m transfixed on the sight before me. I don”t even notice Kaz taking his clothes off until he”s on the bed and pouring lube into his hands.
He twirls a finger around her hole. While using his other fist to cover himself in lube. Mikhail is driving into her now. Her moans turn to shrill cries as her first orgasm crests over her. Kaz uses that moment to plunge inside her. Vivienne”s mouth falls open in a silent shriek.
Unzipping my pants, I pull my cock out. My tip leaks with a natural lube. I spread it all over me and rub myself as I watch my brother pile-drive the woman I love. Her sweet wails surround us. My cock throbs in response. Fuck, I can”t wait for my turn.
Kaz groans. ”You”re taking us so well, princess.”
Vivienne moans loudly, loving the way he speaks to her. My brother”s movements become wild and unfocused. Feral for relief and gratification. It”s carnal and captivating. I watch as the three of them come to completion together. Their mingling moans sound more like howls.
I”m too impatient to wait for Vivienne to come to me. I pull her out from between my brothers. Who groan as they lose her warmth. She can barely stand. I pull her over to the chair and turn her around so her back is against my chest.
She”s such a mess; it”s easy to slide into her decadent pussy.
”Finally,” I say. ”I”ve been thinking about this pussy for too long.”
Vivienne babbles something, but I can”t make it out. It”s hard to think when her sweet cunt is squeezing me as tight as she is. My brothers spend leaks onto my thighs. I don”t stop ramming up into her, savoring every moan and cry. I”m the one making her sound like that. I”m the one making her feel so damn good. Gripping her hips, I raise her up and down on my dick.
”Dmitri,” she cries, her vagina clamping down and flooding me.
My orgasm hits me out of nowhere. There”s no build-up, no warning. Just a massive tornado hitting me in the gut. Destroying me and saving me all at once. Much like the woman who caused it.