Chapter 26
Dimitri Morozov
I left two of my most trusted bodyguards at the mansion with one clear order. Rei was not to leave their sight. Not for a second. He was still too fragile after everything that had happened. The thought of leaving him tore at me, but this could not wait.
Ilya and Alexei walked on either side of me through the underground parking garage. I had no patience to sit still in some stuffy room. I needed to move. My blood was boiling. Every second we wasted was another second someone who hurt Rei was still breathing.
“Talk,” I demanded.
Ilya twirled a small knife between his fingers as he walked, his usual bright, manic energy radiating off him like sunshine in hell.
“I’m only missing one piece,” he said cheerfully, almost skipping beside me. “One tiny, stubborn little thread. Once I pull it, the whole rotten web collapses. I should have it tomorrow. Then we can start the fun part.”
Alexei glanced at him, his expression grim. “You said the same thing yesterday, Ilya.”
“And yesterday I was very close!” Ilya protested with dramatic offense. “Today I’m practically kissing the answer. The final proxy is buried behind some very clever layered encryption and ghost servers, but I’m almost through. When I crack it, we’ll have a name.”
I clenched my jaw, staring straight ahead as we walked. “Make it faster.”
Ilya’s grin widened, turning almost unhinged with excitement. “Oh, I will. I’ve been daydreaming about the celebration already. We could cut his c—”
“Not now, Ilya,” Alexei muttered, rubbing his temple.
We reached the end of the row. My car sat waiting. I pulled out the key fob from my pocket, thumb hovering over the unlock button.
I pressed the button.
The lights flashed once.
Then the world exploded.
A thunderous boom ripped through the garage as the car detonated in a massive fireball of heat.
“Where is my brother, Morozov?”
Leaning against a concrete pillar with casual arrogance was Kento Kurosaki, Rei’s older brother. He lit a cigarette, taking a drag as he watched the burning wreckage like it was mild entertainment.
He did not even flinch at the destruction he had clearly caused.
Ilya’s usual manic grin vanished. Alexei’s hand twitched toward his gun.
Kento exhaled smoke through his nose, eyes narrowing on me.
“If he wanted you to know where he is,” I said coldly, “he would tell you himself.”
Kento’s lips curled into a dangerous smile. He took another drag, then flicked ash onto the ground.
“He hasn’t answered my texts in over two months. I’ve been lenient. Patient, even. But my patience is wearing thin.” His voice dropped. “Tell me where my brother is. Right now.”
Alexei pulled his gun in one smooth motion, aiming it straight at Kento’s head.
“Say the word, Dimitri,” he growled.
Kento did not even blink. He simply smiled wider, blowing smoke toward us.
“Listen to your dog, Morozov,” he said mockingly.
I raised a hand toward Alexei without looking away from Kento.
“Put it down.”
Alexei’s jaw clenched, but he lowered the weapon.
Ilya, however, looked like he was two seconds away from lunging. His usual sunshine smile was gone, replaced by a vicious snarl I had rarely seen on him.
“Hey, little prince,” Kento called out, turning his gaze to Ilya with a sneer. “Mind telling your brute to stop playing with guns and tell me where my brother is? Or do I need to burn a few more of your expensive toys before you start cooperating?”
Ilya nearly snarled, stepping forward with pure rage in his eyes. “You fucking—”
“Enough,” I snapped, cutting him off.
Kento took one last drag of his cigarette, then dropped it to the ground, crushing it under his expensive shoe. His eyes returned to me.
“Tell me, or the next thing I blow up will be more valuable.”
I took a step closer, meeting him head-on. “Rei is exactly where he needs to be.”
“If you’ve touched him—if you’ve laid one fucking finger on my little brother, I will gut you and feed your insides to your own dogs.”
Ilya was practically vibrating on the side, eyes locked on Kento like he wanted to rip his throat out with his teeth.
I held Kento’s gaze. “If Rei wants to see you, he can. I’m not prohibiting him. He’s not a prisoner. But he stays under my protection until I say otherwise.”
I turned on my heel and started walking away, done with this waste of time. I had more important things to handle.
Kento moved to follow.
Ilya jumped in front of him instantly, blocking his path with a vicious snarl.
I did not hear what followed after that. I kept walking.
A few minutes later, Ilya caught up, looking pissed off and breathing hard.
“I got rid of him,” he said. “For now.”
“Good.”
After dealing with Kento’s little fireworks show in the garage, I dragged Ilya and Alexei to one of our secure safehouses on the outskirts.
Ilya worked on his laptop in the room, fingers flying across the keys while multiple screens glowed in front of him.
“Tomorrow,” he announced suddenly, leaning back with a wild grin. “The final proxy is cracking.”
I stood by the window, staring out at the dark city skyline. “Make sure it’s clean. I don’t want loose ends.”
Alexei leaned against the wall. “What happens when you catch this person?” he asked. “Will you let Rei go then?”
I turned my head slowly, eyes narrowing. “If by ‘let him go’ you mean he can go back to school, sure.”
Alexei’s jaw flexed. “I mean for good. You know your father—”
I cut him off. “You know I’ve been hearing Marco is pretty busy lately.” I tilted my head. “Wonder what the distraction is?”
His eye twitched once, a rare tell that told me I had hit exactly where I should not have.
I smiled. “Stay out of my business, Alexei. Or I’ll get in yours too.”
He shut up.
Smart man.
***
When I stepped inside the mansion, the scent of fresh flowers hit me immediately. I followed it into the living room and stopped in the doorway.
Rei was there.
He stood in front of the large marble console, carefully arranging a vase of deep red roses.
I moved silently behind him, years of training making my steps soundless. He did not hear me until it was too late. I pressed up against his back, one arm sliding around his waist, the other bracing on the console beside him. My lips found the side of his neck, kissing the warm skin there.
“I missed you,” I murmured, my teeth grazing the spot just below his ear. “Been thinking about you all fucking day, little fairy.”
Rei tensed, but he did not pull away. The vase wobbled slightly under his fingers. I felt the way his body reacted to me.
I kissed his neck again, sucking lightly on the skin until a faint mark bloomed.
Mine.
“Tell me you missed me too,” I demanded, nipping at his earlobe.
“I missed you,” he said, reluctant, like he hated how true the words were.
I smiled against his skin. “Show me how much.”
He went still for a long moment, then turned in my arms just enough to face me.
His eyes were conflicted but burning with that same ignited need I had carved into him.
He sank slowly to his knees right there in front of the console, between my spread legs.
The sight of him looking up at me was like a fucking drug.
My cock throbbed hard against my zipper, straining for him.
I was pleased. More than pleased. My hand slid into his hair. “You want to suck my cock, baby?”
His hands came up, resting on my thighs.
He was nervous. This was new for him, and that nervousness made my blood run hotter.
I loved it. Loved that I was the first. The only.
His eyes flicked down to the obvious bulge in my pants, then back up, and I saw the moment he decided.
He leaned forward, pressing his face against the front of my slacks, nuzzling the hard line of my cock through the fabric.
His fingers fumbled slightly with my belt and zipper. He freed my cock, and it sprang out. Rei stared for a second, lips parting, eyes widening at the size. His first time up close.
“Start slow, baby. Lick it. Get it nice and wet for your throat.”
Rei leaned in. His tongue flicked out, dragging a hot stripe along the underside of my cock from base to tip.
The wet heat of it made my hips twitch. He did it again, longer this time, tasting me, exploring the thick vein running along the length.
His lips brushed the head, pressing a kiss there that made my grip in his hair tighten just a little.
“Good,” I praised, voice rougher now. “Such a pretty mouth. Open up for me.”
He parted his lips, and I let him take the head into the wet heat of his mouth.
The first real suck was hesitant, lips stretching around the girth, tongue swirling experimentally under the head.
Fuck, it felt good. His cheeks hollowed slightly as he sucked, and I watched, mesmerized, as a thin string of saliva escaped the corner of his mouth and dripped down my shaft.
I let him explore for a minute. His hands gripped my thighs harder now, grounding himself. I could feel him relaxing into it, the nervousness giving way to that ignited hunger I had woken in him.
Then I decided it was time.
“Deeper,” I murmured, guiding his head forward. “Take more of me, little fairy. Relax your throat.”
I pushed in slowly, inch by thick inch. His lips stretched wider around my cock, saliva slicking the way.
The head nudged against the back of his throat, and Rei gagged, his throat convulsing around me in a rippling squeeze that made my vision blur for a second.
His eyes watered instantly, tears beading at the corners, but he did not pull away.
“That’s it,” I groaned, not pulling back. “Fuck, look at you choking on it so pretty. Your throat’s squeezing me so fucking tight. Breathe through your nose, baby. You can take it.”
Then I started to move.
I fucked his mouth in shallow strokes at first, pulling back until just the head rested on his tongue, then sliding deep again. Each time I pushed in, I felt the resistance of his throat, the way it fluttered and spasmed around me before yielding.
“Fuck,” I growled. “Your mouth feels so fucking good.”
I thrust a little deeper on the next stroke.
“Goddamn,” I hissed. “You’re taking it so well. You like it, don’t you? Like having your throat used by me.”
I tilted his head back further with my grip in his hair, changing the angle so I could watch my cock disappear between his lips over and over. “Eyes on me,” I ordered softly. “Let me see those pretty eyes while I fuck your mouth.”
Rei’s gaze lifted to mine. “First time and you’re already letting me use your throat like this. Such a natural little cocksucker for me.”
I started moving a little faster.
“Fuck — gonna come,” I groaned. “Take it all, little fairy. Swallow every drop like a good boy.”
I came with a rumbling growl. His eyes squeezed shut, tears streaming, but he swallowed around me, throat milking my cock as I emptied myself.
I kept thrusting slowly through it, fucking my cum deeper, watching the way his throat worked to take it all.
Some of it spilled from the corners of his stretched lips.
When the last pulse faded, I eased out slowly, my cock slipping from his mouth with a wet pop. Rei gasped for air.
I pulled him up to his feet, my hand still fisted in his hair.
Before he could catch his breath, I crushed my mouth to his in a kiss before I spun him around and bent him forward over the marble console.
The vase of roses rattled but stayed upright.
I kicked his legs apart, my hands already moving to his belt.
“My turn,” I rasped against the back of his neck as I yanked his pants and underwear down in one tug. The fabric pooled around his ankles, leaving him exposed. My cock, still half-hard and slick with spit and cum, twitched at the sight.
I dropped to my knees behind him, spreading him open with both hands. The first drag of my tongue over his hole made him jolt.
I licked again, circling the tight ring with the tip of my tongue, pressing just enough to feel it flutter under the heat.
I dove back in, lapping, circling, pressing insistently against the tight furl until it started to soften under the persistent attention.
Rei’s body reacted beautifully. Hips twitching back toward my mouth.
A moan escaping him. His cock leaking between his legs.
I could see the way his balls drew up tight, the way his thighs quivered every time my tongue pushed a little firmer.
I gathered saliva on my tongue and let it drip down, using it to slick the way as I pushed the tip of one finger against his hole. It slipped in slowly alongside my tongue, the tight ring clenching around the intrusion. Rei flinched, a gasp leaving him, his body tensing.
“Shush, relax for me, baby,” I soothed. My finger stayed still for a moment, letting him adjust to the stretch while my tongue kept licking around it.
“Let me open you up.”
I started moving the finger, curling it gently inside him while my tongue lapped at the stretched rim. The combination made Rei’s legs shake harder. His hole fluttered and clenched around my finger. I added more saliva, letting it drip down to ease the way.
When I felt him start to relax around the first finger, I pulled back to slick a second one with more spit. I pressed both in slowly, scissoring them gently as they sank deeper. “So tight around my fingers… fuck, you’re going to feel incredible around my cock when I finally fuck you open.”
I started moving both fingers in and out, brushing against that spot inside him, and Rei jerked with a gasp, his hole clenching hard around me. I smiled against his skin, licking harder, tongue pushing between my own fingers as I worked him open.
“Feel that?” I rasped. “That’s where I’m going to fuck you so deep you’ll feel me for days. Gonna ruin this tight little hole for anyone else. You’re mine, Rei. Every fucking inch.”
I kept going. Fingers thrusting, tongue lapping and pressing, building the stretch until Rei was trembling against the console, caught between the new burn and the overwhelming pleasure I was wringing from his body.
My free hand stroked over his hip while I took my time opening him up exactly how I wanted.
This was only the beginning.