Page 224 of The Lazarov Bratva


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“Hey.” Kristof gently pulls me to the side under one of the umbrellas as his handsome face twists slightly in concern, then he pulls me close into a tight hug and strokes my hair. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” I sniffle. I just… look at her. She’s surrounded by family, by so many people who love her and care for her and would protect her if we ever needed them to. I never had that, and I’m just… I don’t know, I’m just so happy I can provide that for her—to give her the family I never had.”

“You’re so silly,” Kristof replies gently. “You’re so focused on that, you’re missing one key factor here.”

I sniffle some more and tilt my head up to meet his gaze. “What’s that?”

“This is your family too. Sure, it’s a little late when it comes to birthday parties and things like that, but everyone here is your family as well. They all love and cherish you almost as much as I do. You’ve done so much not just for me, but for the Bratva and rebuilding our name, making sure we have good investments and that people are safe. This is your Family, Alena. All of us. You provided that for Tatiana, yes, but you earned it for yourself too.”

His words strike so deeply that the tears pour, and I laugh softly, unable to wipe them away fast enough. I’m not ashamed of how I feel or express my emotions, but damn, I’m ruining my great makeup.

“You’re too nice to me sometimes,” I manage to croak out.

“Just remember that the next time I’ve denied you an orgasm for three days,” Kristof says. He pulls me close and kisses me deeply, then cuddles me as he wipes away my tears.

He’s right. I hadn’t quite looked at it like that before since I’d been so focused on making sure Tatiana had family around her. These people, every single one of them, were my family too, and I would do anything I had to in order to protect it.

Woe to anyone who challenges that.

“I love you,” I whisper against Kristof’s neck, and his grip tightens.

“I love you too.”

BONUS: ALENA

“Please,” I wheeze desperately, tangling my fingers into the straps on either side of me. “Please, Sir. I’m so close, I’m so close!”

Kristof leans over me, his body searing into my back, and chuckles low in my ear. “Do you think you deserve to come?”

“Yes,” I gasp. “Yes, please!” I’ve been good, so, so good. For days, Kristof has been toying with me. He’ll approach me with that sexy voice of his and get me worked up, bring me to the very brink of orgasm with kisses and touches, and then he’ll leave, denying me the climax I crave. Per his instructions, I wasn’t allowed to take care of things myself, so I’ve had to wait.

Until this very morning when I should be downstairs running around, getting everything ready for Tatiana’s first day of school. Instead, I’m wrapped up in Kristof’s new sex swing with my ass in the air, my breasts aching from Kristof’s eager fingers and my pussy soaked through from his talented tongue. He’s brought me to the edge more times than I can count, and now, nothing else matters.

Honestly, I was certain this was just going to be another game of teasing me with denial until I nearly bit Andrev’s head off last night. That was enough to persuade Kristof that I was at my wit's end. Not that he seems to care right now. Warm, firm fingers stroke through my aching folds, and my core clenches sharply, eager for anything that will tip me right over the edge.

Kristof stalks around me, trailing the cool top of the shock rod over my skin. I'd been alarmed the first time Kristof brought electrical stimulation into the bedroom. Now, I’m addicted and I can’t even explain why. The light shocks from the rod are insanely erotic, and my entire body throbs like a bruise as I tilt my hips upward, hoping I can entice Kristof to give in and shock my pussy.

That would definitely get me off.

“So cocky,” he purrs softly, settling between my spread legs. “It’s up to me whether you’ve been good or not, don’t you remember?”

With straps around my legs holding me wide open and any real movement impossible thanks to the swing, I’m at his mercy, and just his presence between my legs is enough to make me moan.

“Yes, Sir!”

Kristof slams his cock back into my pussy while pressing the small end of the rod to my nipple. As his thickness fills me to the brim, the sharp electrical shock darts through me, followed by satisfying tingles. My head falls back, and I moan openly, then sob as it brings me closer, but it’s still not enough. I can’t come without his permission.

He’s got me trained far too well.

Kristof starts to fuck me. He grips onto the swing straps and uses the momentum of the sway to fuck hard into me and allow momentum to thrust me back onto his cock. My head hangs freely, and I twist my hands so tightly into the straps that my thumbs go numb.

His name becomes a mantra, falling from my lips like crystal droplets as I beg breathlessly for release. Between his cock, his hot, wandering mouth, and the light zaps of the rod, I’m in heaven.

My climax comes with a roar, overtaking me in a wave as soon as Kristof speaks.

“Come for me, pet.”

My entire body convulses and my screaming moans silence themselves as I tense up like a bowstring. Between the waves of pleasure, the sparkling sensation through my core, and the rush of heat inside me as Kristof comes too, I’m in heaven.

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