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“Hell yeah,” he says as he leans down slowly.

I watch for a moment as his beautiful blue eyes brighten with desire. I close my eyes and wait. When his soft lips take mine, I moan and open for him. He takes the kiss deeper, and I wrap my legs around him, pulling him closer to me. His hand wraps around my ponytail, tugging my head back. I gasp as he rips his mouth from mine.

“My lisichka is going to get on her knees and give me what we both need.”

“Yes,” I moan at his growled words, and I slip off the table as he steps back.

We are both aware someone could walk in at any moment. I reach up and unbuckle his belt, then unclasp his slacks and lower the zipper. He smells like expensive cologne, gun oil, and everything that is him. I’ve missed him for months. His cock springs out, and I can’t stop myself from licking him from root to tip. When I suck his cock into my mouth, he moans and pulls the ponytail from my hair so it falls down my back. He grips my head as he directs me, pulling me in faster and deeper. I take everything he’s giving me, knowing that he’ll never take me further than I want. I don’t know how I know this, but I do.

When I swallow around the head of his cock, he comes deep in my mouth, and I choke for a moment before I let the warm cum slide down my throat. He pulls me back, and I notice he’s still erect.

Alek pulls me to my feet and turns me to face the table. He pushes me face down, and my jeans are around my knees before I know it. He buries himself in me. I cry out from the intrusion, but I don’t make him stop. The edge of pain and his desperate need for me are building up my orgasm.

He wraps my hair in his fist and holds me to the table as he pumps into me, over and over. My hands slap at the tabletop. I want to scream, but that will only draw attention to us. When he smacks my ass cheek, I bite my lip hard.

“Don’t you ever fucking leave me again. You will be mine now,” he states, and the thought of being his sends me over.

I come with a long moan, and he buries himself deep inside me and orgasms again. He pulls out, and that’s when I realize he didn’t wear a condom.

“I’m not on birth control.” I whirl around, almost tripping on my pants. He bends down and pulls them up, then pulls his up too.

“So?”

“So?” I try to keep the panic from my voice. “I know you said you’re keeping me, but I have to face the punishment for what I did.” The pain of having to leave him again hits me, and I suck up the tears that want to come.

Alek

Ihelp her put her clothes back on and drop her ass back on the table. I guess I need to spell this out better for her.

“Listen here, Lyric. I’m not letting you go. We are getting married. You will have my name, and that’s how I’ll protect you.”

“What?” She pauses for a moment and then looks at the door as realization hits her. “That’s what Mikhail meant by ‘Take one for the team.’” Pain and hurt fill her eyes, but before I can explain, there is a knock at the door.

“They’ve moved her to a room,” Andrei says, and we step out.

Hours later, Lyric is sleeping on my lap. I know she was trying to work everything out in her head before, trying to understand. I didn’t tell her how I feel because I’m still working that out in my head. Is it too soon? Is it right? It doesn’t matter since I’m marrying her anyway.

When Lennon shouts, we all jump up and make sure she’s okay. It becomes quickly obvious there’s no danger. Dmitri just gave her the news that they are pregnant with twins. We all leave them to enjoy this moment together in private.

I decide it’s time to get my woman home and clarify a few things with her. She doesn’t argue this time, and when we head out, Andrei lets us ride with him. I don’t tell her about my house. When we enter the gated community, I expect her to question me, but she doesn’t. She just looks around, taking in everything.

“You knew I had a place out here?”

“I’m good at what I do,” she answers.

By the time we cross the threshold into the house, Rurik is bouncing at her feet. “His name is Rurik.”

“The first Russian czar.” She smiles, and I love that she knows so much about my homeland.

“Come on.”

I lead her upstairs, where we head for the bathroom, and I take her against the wall. Her knuckles are still swollen, but she won’t let me do more than kiss them. She said they will heal.

We climb into bed and fall asleep with me wrapped around her body.

Nine

LYRIC

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