Chapter 33
Torrential rain renders my umbrella useless as I make my way from the parking lot to the elevator of Teddy’s condo.
It’s an unusually rainy night even for a Florida summer, and mixed with the ocean breeze, it’s fucking cold.
I tried my code to get into the parking garage, but of course it’s been deactivated.
He’s made it quite clear that he wants nothing to do with me after my betrayal… but he doesn’t know.
He may hate me for the rest of his life and rightfully so, but I would never forgive myself if I didn’t try giving him a chance to know his child. And this is my last chance to get to him.
My brothers aren’t the only ones in the family who know how to track someone.
I’ve basically turned into a full-fledged stalker now.
I don’t have the skills to hack into all his shit, but it just so happens that our family IT guy has always had a soft spot for me.
I stuck a tracker on Teddy’s car before my brothers kidnapped him, and it didn’t take long for him to get into Teddy’s phone.
I’m honestly surprised his sister didn’t put up some shields on his tech.
Mila.
The Bratva Pakhan news was one thing, but another woman was too much.
The thought of him with someone else is what put me over the edge in the first place, and when Nikki confirmed that Mila was, in fact, Teddy’s sister, I lost it.
Every guarded emotion came flooding out at once when I realized my mistake, and they all pointed straight to Teddy.
To my love. The father of my unborn child and the man I had just condemned to death by my brothers’ hands.
I should have told him when he was rescued that we were having a baby, but in my defense, a lot was going on.
I went through a hundred scenarios of how to reach him, but every one had him too heavily guarded to gain access.
If I’m going to say my piece, it has to be now.
He’s getting the last of his things from his condo.
After this, he’ll be behind the gates of the Taranov compound and completely out of reach.
It feels like both forever and only a moment until I’m standing in front of his condo.
I raise my hand to knock, but the door swings open before I succeed.
My eyes are level with his heaving chest. He’s just as wet as I am, allowing me to make out every cut of muscle through his white cotton tee.
Memories of his chest slick with sweat from our lovemaking flash through my mind as I finally gain the courage to meet his gaze.
Slowly, I make my way up to his face, appraising every inch of man along the way.
Damn, he’s sexy.
“What do you want, Ellie?”
His voice is void of any emotion, and I’m equal parts sad to have lost the man I love so dearly and turned on by this new shadow Teddy.
He’s always been annoyingly handsome, but the anger burning in his eyes, along with the remaining injuries from his torture, gives him an edge of danger that takes things to the next level.
Being this hot shouldn’t be legal. He’s every bit the man I’ve sworn I wouldn’t end up with, yet my panties grow wet with my arousal.
Holy Freudian response Batman, what is going on right now?
The thought of exactly what I want right now reminds me of my mission. My goal here tonight is to tell Teddy about our baby…not to climb him like a tree…sigh.
“Can I come in?”
Chuckling, he props a hand against the top of the doorframe and leans in, effectively blocking my entrance. “I don’t know. Are you going to drug me and get your thug brothers to drag me into your torture chamber?”
“You’re no better than they are. All that time you couldn’t have mentioned your family?”
“Ah, yes, just like you told me about yours.” He steps to the side and motions for me to come in, silent until I’ve crossed the threshold.
I can feel the heat of his body as he crowds behind me.
He leans down, so close to my ear I can feel the warmth of his breath on my skin.
“But you’re wrong about one thing. I’m not just as bad as your brothers… I’m worse.”
I turn to face him as he closes and locks the door, and for the first time since meeting Teddy, I don’t feel safe. After everything I put him through, I wouldn’t put it past him to exact his revenge. That’s exactly what a Santori would do.
With one step in my direction, he towers over me.
Our bodies are separated by only an inch, but our souls are miles apart.
My heart races as our eyes meet, and I know mine plead for mercy while his seethe with hatred, but neither of us breaks our stare.
It’s not until a tear falls down my cheek that he finally concedes.
He combs his hand through his hair as he backs away, putting an unwanted distance between us. “Fuck, Ellie. Why are you here? What could you possibly want from me?”
“I just need to talk to you,” I say, bridging the gap between us. This time, I can’t stop myself from reaching out. He doesn’t protest when I grab his forearm, and I relish the feel of his warmth. I slowly make my way up his arm. “There’s something I…I…Well, Teddy…I’m—”
I’ve just cupped his cheek when he finally backs away from my embrace. “No! You don’t get to just waltz in here like everything is okay! If you want to talk to me, we are going to do it on my terms, not yours. Do you understand?”
More tears stream down my face as I nod in agreement.
“Fuck, baby, your tears are really doing it for me.” Teddy’s eyes darken with lust as he looks me up and down. “For starters, we need to get you out of those clothes and the proper position to beg…on your knees at my feet.”
I stand frozen in place as he takes a seat on his sofa. He leans back, throwing one arm over the back of the chair, and I almost choke when I see the outline of the thick dick I miss so much when he manspreads his legs.
“Did I not make myself clear? Dress off, on your knees. If you want to say one goddamn word to me, you’re going to earn it.”
This time, I follow his command, quickly ridding myself of my wet dress and sinking to my knees in front of him.
This degradation should absolutely mortify me, but as it stands, I’m salivating at the promise of tasting him.
He frees his cock from the gray sweatpants confining it and chuckles when I subconsciously lick my lips.
A drop of precum beads at his tip, and I can’t help myself.
I open my mouth to lick it off, but he pulls away, shielding himself from my tongue with his hand as he works his length.
“Not so fast. You’re supposed to beg, remember? Beg me for my cock. Beg me to fuck that tight little throat of yours.”
“Please...” I whisper.
“Please what, baby? Speak up.”
“Please, can I have your cock?” I ask, this time in my full voice.
“Eh, eh, eh…Say it all. You’re not going to be able to talk after I get through fucking your throat, so I need you to be very clear with your consent right now.”
My pussy cries at his words, so desperate to be the hole he obliterates. But I’ll take him any way I can right now. “Please…Please fuck my throat—”
Teddy grabs my jaw and forces my mouth wide before driving into the depths of my throat.
Of all the times I had him in my mouth, he’s never fucked me like this.
My sweet boy would sit back and let me give him pleasure.
Not this version of the man I once knew.
This Teddy is taking his pleasure for himself, oxygen be damned.
As if the pain of him stretching my throat wasn’t enough, I can’t breathe.
I tap his thighs harder and harder until he finally pulls out just long enough for me to get one deep breath in before driving back in.
“You useless slut. We both know you can hold your breath longer than that. I’m going to finish this time, whether you pass out or not.”
With one hand around my neck and one holding my head in place, he fucks into me relentlessly.
His force increases as his orgasm draws near, until he finally stills with his dick to the hilt and spills his release so far down my throat I can’t even taste it.
He didn’t even give me that one reward for taking him like this.
His dick falls to his thigh as he grabs my jaw again and pulls my attention to him, a string of saliva the only thing now connecting me to where it rests.
Fresh tears join the streaks already on my cheeks as he stares down at me.
“God, you’re fucking beautiful like this.
Did you enjoy that as much as I did, baby?
I bet if I reached between those pretty legs of yours, you would be soaking wet for me, wouldn’t you? ”
I try to nod, but he holds my head still.
“Too bad I already finished. I know how much you like for me to fill your cunt. You were always my perfect bitch the way you loved to be bred. You want my cum again, don’t you, baby?”
He loosens his grip this time, allowing my response, and I nod like the pathetic, horny mess of a woman I am right now.
“Then let’s play one more game. If you win, I’ll fill you up. One last time.”
I nod emphatically.
“Oh baby, you didn’t even let me tell you what happens if you lose—”
“I don’t care…just please…Please, Teddy—”
“You’re such a perfect little cumslut for me, baby.” Sinister laughter fills the room as he stands and makes his way to the kitchen. “If you say so.”