Chapter 42
Nora
N adya’s revelations leave me reeling, so I can only imagine how Leo must feel.
Part of me wants to beg Leo for us to simply leave it all behind, to run and never look back.
All I need is him. I don’t need for us to be rich and powerful, for Leo to be Pakhan, I just want us to be safe.
But I know he would never agree to it. He wants to avenge his family, and if I’m being honest, I want revenge too.
Besides, no matter where we ran, we’d always be looking over our shoulders, wondering when they would catch up to us. We won’t find peace as long as Dimitri and my father live. This isn’t a fight we can run from.
No matter how afraid I might be, I will stand by my husband’s side.
The hours draw on as we all discuss our plan, sharing a bottle of Russian vodka, the alcohol taking away the sting of our grim reality.
Currently, we’ve got five people against an entire army, so our odds aren’t great.
However, Nikolai and Tatiana are confident they can raise support for Leonid from within and when the time is right, the men will be prepared to turn against their Pakhan.
“We should be getting Nadya back soon, we can’t risk Dimitri getting suspicious,” Nikolai says apologetically as he looks at Nadya.
She nods back bravely, willing to return to the lion’s den for us. Despite my arguments to the contrary, it’s been decided that Nadya will go back and feed false information to both Dimitri and my father. We’re going to play them at their own games.
“Stay safe,” I tell her, grabbing my friend and hugging her tight, not wanting to let go.
“You too,” she replies. “I’m so glad you’ve found happiness with Leo.” During the course of the evening, I’ve been able to fill her in on the whole story while the others discussed parts of the plan that didn’t involve us.
“Protect her,” I say to Nikolai and Tatiana, who both promise to do so. “I’ll see you soon,” I say to Nadya one last time before they leave.
“Are you okay?” I tentatively ask Leo.
“I’m fine,” he replies wearily.
“We can talk about it if you want,” I say gently.
He shakes his head. “We will, but I’m not ready. Not yet. Right now, I want to forget, to think about anything other than what we’ve discussed tonight.”
I nod, understanding. “Okay, let’s go home.”
“Actually, I think I’ve got a better idea, the perfect distraction, and the best part is we don’t need to go anywhere,” he says suggestively.
I’d almost forgotten that we’re in a room designed for people to have sex in and that I’m dressed up like a life-sized sex doll. I can see the need in Leo’s eyes. He needs this to fight away the demons, to forget the past, and not worry about our uncertain future, if only for a little while.
“Go sit in the swing over there,” Leo commands, pointing to the sex swing over in the corner that we’d studiously ignored during the meeting.
I do as I’m told while he dims the lights and pulls the mask from his pocket.
My pussy twitches in surprised arousal as he puts it on.
Tonight, Leo doesn’t need to be my loving husband, he needs to be my watcher.
The dark, dangerous presence that will do anything it takes to keep me safe while also fulfilling my darkest desires.
He walks over to me slowly, confidently.
His eyes don’t leave mine, holding me there, entranced.
Tonight, he needs to be the one in control.
He unzips the top of my catsuit, revealing my pink nipples.
He tweaks and plays with them, watching me all the while.
They harden under his touch, which walks the tightrope of pleasure and pain. My pussy throbs with arousal.
I didn’t expect this to be how the night ended, but now, like Leo, I want to lose myself for a while, to think about nothing else but the pleasure of the moment.
He unzips the bottom half of my suit and I’m grateful for the fact that it zips all the way down under my ass, something that had felt exposing and a little uncomfortable before now becomes a handy access option.
He rubs my clit, pushing his fingers inside me, the suddenness of the movement making me gasp.
He fucks me with his fingers, the movement urgent yet controlled. Neither of us can wait tonight.
“I want you to fuck me,” I command, already dripping wet and needing more.
He licks the taste of me off his fingers, then pulls out his cock, hard and as ready as I am, and thrusts into me in one swift movement that makes me cry out at the sudden fullness.
He allows me a moment to accommodate his sheer size before thrusting in and out, using the swing to leverage the movement.
We’ve never had sex with him in the mask.
I look at him now and recall all of the nights I fantasized about fucking my watcher, and now it’s become a delightfully naughty reality.
He fucks me hard and fast as I moan in pleasure.
Not saying a word apart from the odd Russian expletive which only serves to turn me on more.
He thrusts deep and hard inside me and I explode, coming hard, the juices gushing out of me, squirting and making me scream in surprise and pleasure. But he isn’t done with me yet.
He picks me up, still panting as the aftershocks of my orgasm tear through, before placing me on all fours on a bed in front of a mirror.
He buries his face between my legs, licking me from behind before thrusting his cock inside me once more.
It’s even tighter and fuller from this position, but I want more.
I watch eagerly in the mirror, enjoying the sight of him behind me, fucking me hard as my ass wobbles.
In the time I’ve been living with him, my body has taken on new curves thanks to Leo making sure I eat regularly, and I feel sexier than ever, something I would never have had the self-confidence for before.
I reach out, placing my hands against the mirror, accidentally hitting a button that causes it to move out of the way to reveal a window behind it.
In the room behind, there’s another couple, both naked and caressing each other.
They look up in excited anticipation as they see us and I realize that I’ve accidentally revealed a peep show.
I’m grateful that we both have our masks back on so they can’t see our faces, but I’m also surprised to find that I enjoy the hungry looks in their eyes as they take in the sight of Leo in all his glory, fucking me hard from behind.
I move to try to press the button so they can no longer see us, worried that Leo will be jealous, but he surprises me.
“You like being watched, so let them watch. Let them see how fucking sexy you are but know that they can’t have you. You’re mine, no one else’s,” he growls.
Fuck, this man pushes me to my limits and beyond and I love it.
The couple eagerly touch themselves as they watch us, and I can’t believe how much it turns me on to see how excited watching us is making them. I feel powerful and sexy, and proud that the man pleasuring me is all mine. You can look but not touch.
“Oh fuck, fuck me harder,” I demand, desperate for more, to fuck everything away. My pussy tightens, gripping his cock as I can feel the orgasm ready to break. “I’m going to come!”
He snakes his hand around, teasing my clit and bringing a new wave of pleasure through my already sensitive body. “Let them see how beautiful you are when you come,” he commands, and I’m undone.
The orgasm hits me like a tsunami as he continues to fuck me, not stopping as he too is dragged under, his own orgasm tearing through him.
If you’d have told me I’d be fucking my husband in a sex club in front of strangers a few months ago, I’d have told you that you were insane. That I’d never do something like that. That I’d never find love or get married, let alone be able to have sex with anyone.
It’s funny how things change.