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"You going to come for me, Mina?" he murmured, and I moaned helplessly. And, a few seconds later, it hit me with the intensity of a tidal wave consuming my whole body. I tipped my head back, leaning against the wall, and cried out, the sound echoing around the whole penthouse as he leaned down to plant his lips against my neck, brushing his mouth along my throat as though he was feeling the vibrations of my cry through my skin.
I could feel myself contracting around him, squeezing against him as though my body didn’t want to let go, not even for an instant. My fingers raked down his back, pulling the two of us even closer together, as he buried himself inside of me one last time and reached his own release.
He let out a long, deep groan against my ear, as though he had been waiting for that for a long time. I guessed, in a way, he had—since that kiss, since the moment we had first connected, however briefly.
I felt his warm seed filling me, flooding me, and let out a deep, long sigh of satisfaction. Knowing I had been enough to get him off—no, to get them both off—it was incredibly fucking hot to me. I wasn’t sure I would ever get used to it, to the feeling of both of these men wanting me like they did.
But, hell, I was sure as shit willing to find out.
Chapter Fourteen – Maxim
I looked up from the papers on my desk as Damyan slipped into the office, and I could tell at once from the look on his face that there was something bothering him. I eyed him, leaning back in my seat with interest.
"What’s up?" I asked him. I could always tell when there was something bothering my stepbrother, and right now, his feelings were written all over his face. He eyed me for a moment, and then let out a sigh, as though he knew there was no point in holding it back.
"Mina and I hooked up."
I raised my eyebrows, but truly, I wasn’t that surprised at hearing him say that out loud. It was obvious how much he wanted her, from the way he had reacted to me actually getting with her the week before. It was only a matter of time before he made his move, and I could sense the tension between them, even as I had been trying to keep my distance from her and give her time to figure herself out.
I didn’t know exactly where our hook-up in this very office left us. I didn’t want her to think that I was expecting more from her, not when we were already on shaky ground after the way we had come into meeting each other. Buying her from an auction, I knew she would have had every right to think that we were just here to use her, take what we wanted from her and send her on her way, but it was anything but that. Anything but that.
And yet … And yet, I wanted more. Fuck, I wanted more so badly it almost hurt. I had been thinking about how good it had been to get close to her like that, how fucking hot it had been to take her right here in my office. The anger I had felt when I’d seen her talking to another man, and how I had tried my best to play it off as nothing more than protectiveness, but I knew underneath, there was something far bigger, far more dangerous going on.
Something I really didn’t want to have to put into words, not if I could avoid it.
"You did?" I asked, keeping my voice as neutral as possible.
"Yeah, I did," he replied, slipping into the chair opposite me, not taking his eyes off of me, as though he expected me to flip my shit at him at any instant.
"When did that happen?"
"Yesterday," he admitted. "I found her trying to leave the apartment, we got to talking, and it just kind of … happened."
I cocked an eyebrow.
"Oh, so you didn’t expect it to?" I asked him. He stared back at me for a moment, and then grinned, shaking his head.
"Shit, yeah, I guess I did," he admitted. He knew there was no damn point in trying to lie to me, not when I knew him as well as I did. I could tell he had been on her mind, no matter how much he tried to hide it.
I leaned back in my seat, pondering the issue in front of us.
"You know this isn’t what I planned," I asked him. "Right?”
"Of course I know that," he fired back. "I know you don’t need to pay for it. And I know you’re not paying her for it now. She …"
He trailed off, but I knew what he was thinking. That there was no way she could have faked everything that had happened, at least when we had been together. She couldn’t have put on that kind of act, even if she had wanted to. I could still remember her, head thrown back, eyes blazing with pleasure, the muscles in her whole body tensing and squeezing and helplessly giving in to the pleasure that I was giving her. Judging by the look on his face, it had been just the same way with him too.
"What is it about her?" I wondered aloud. I had been trying to put my finger on it for a long time, and I still hadn’t been able to piece it together in a way that made sense. Sure, she was hot, but it wasn’t just that. There was something vulnerable about her, yet defiant, the contrast of the two together intriguing in a way nothing else ever had been to me.
"I don’t know," he sighed, shaking his head in admittance. "But there’s something. And I don’t want to put her back out onto the streets so soon, not before we know what got her into that mess in the first place."
"She said it was someone close to her, right?" I asked, casting my mind back to what I remembered of the conversation Damyan had shared with me.
"I don’t know about close to her, but I can’t figure out why she would have been willing to go through with that unless it was someone she really cared about," he replied.
"Or maybe she didn’t have a choice," I muttered. I couldn’t imagine someone who would be able to look at her, look at Mina, and be willing to exploit her to get what they wanted. Who could be that cruel? And who would she have gone that far to help? A partner? A boyfriend? Surely, she wouldn’t have been so quick to give herself over to us if that had been the case …
"We need to figure out what happened to her," Damyan remarked.
