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Chapter 17
Kole pushed her back against the wall, asserting his dominance over her, and she let him. She knew that when it came to their personalities, he was a perfect match for her. She’d never allowed a lover before to have control over her, but with Kole, he could do whatever he wanted to do sexually to her.
The warm water slid along their skin as he covered her body with his. Her bare skin adjusted to the temperature of the cool tile. She reached up and wrapped her arms behind his neck as he continued to explore her mouth. Her breasts were crushed against his hard muscular chest, and she could feel herself growing slick with need.
His hands slid down her sides, causing a shudder to ripple through her body. She loved the feeling of his large, calloused hands against her smooth skin. He broke the kiss and used his tongue to burn a hot trail of kisses along her jaw to her neck. She gasped as he gently nipped her shoulder with his teeth.
“Spread your legs,” he commanded. Her core pulsed with the knowledge of what was to come, and instantly complied to his command. Her legs trembled as his fingers made their way to her plump lips. He gripped her sensitive nub in between his forefinger and thumb, massaging it.
“Kole,” she hissed, spreading her legs wider to allow him to reach where he wanted. Mila needed to feel Kole inside her, stretching her walls with his delicious cock. She knew that no other man would do for her. Her pussy belonged to Kole Bozovic.
As if reading her thoughts, he reached down and gripped the back of her knees, raising her up in the air. He used the wall to brace her as he lined up his cock and plunged deep inside her.
“No one will take you from me,” he growled, as if needing to announce it to the world. He pulled back and slammed into her again, releasing a deep grunt. His thrusts were deep, causing the tip of his cock to hit deep within her womb.
She could see the depths of his passion on his face as he made the announcement. The reality of what happened must have hit him. She had come to an understanding a long time ago that due to who she was and her role in the Tokhan Bratva, that nothing was ever guaranteed, and that life should not be taken for granted.
Her life could be taken from her any day, and that was why she always lived life to the fullest. One day, someone may come along who was quicker and faster than her and send her straight to Hell.
Hell? With all the wrong she had done in her lifetime, she knew there was little chance Heaven would allow her through its pearly gates. If that day were to come soon, she didn’t want to have any regrets in life.
“I love you, Kole,” she groaned, threading her fingers through his hair. He paused, staring into her eyes. She meant it with every fiber of her being.
“Do you mean it?” he asked, staring deep into her eyes. She bit her lower lip and nodded. She did mean it. This was not something she took lightly. She knew that she was in love with Kole, and even if it wasn’t returned, she would live. “I love you too, Mila. You’re my woman.”
He pulled back and slammed into her again, causing her to gasp. She gripped him tighter to her as she held on for dear life. This was no longer just casual sex, it was a claiming. It was Kole Bozovic leaving his mark on Mila, and she loved it. She loved him, and knew that if she had one day, one week, three months on this Earth, she wanted that time to be with him.
She crushed her mouth to his, feeling her reaching the edge. The angle he had her in allowed his cock to rub her clit with each thrust, bringing her almost to completion. Kole was a generous lover, and must have sensed how close she was.
“Touch yourself,” he growled against her lips. She guided one of her hands down to where their bodies were connected. She found her slick nub, her walls clenching Kole. Rubbing her sensitive flesh, her breath caught in her throat before a groan was ripped from her throat as she tipped over the edge. Her body trembled as her orgasm rippled through her, and he shouted as he followed her with his own release. She could feel the warmness of his seed inside of her.
“Oh, God! Kole,” she chanted his name repeatedly against the crook of his neck. They both paused, leaning against each other in the aftermath of their lovemaking.
“Mila, I promise you, no harm will come to you,” he murmured, pushing her hair away from her face. In their rush to escape from the hotel, everything they had packed to take onshore had been left behind, including her blonde wig.
“I believe you, Kole. And the same for you. You were dragged into the middle of this war and I promise you, no one will lay a hand on you. I’ll die before I allow you to be harmed.”
“No one is dying,” he replied, his eyes darkening. She could see the anger in their depths. Thoughts of their recent attack must have surfaced.
“Kole, in our business, death is evident. But just know that I’m ready for it when the day comes. Do not risk your life for mine. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if something happened to you.”
He went to argue, but she placed a finger on his lips to silence him, not wanting him to make any promises. What she asked of him meant a lot to her. If he was killed trying to protect her, she would bring hell on this Earth and would die revenging him.
He remained silent as he stared into her eyes. She spoke the truth and knew that he could see it in her eyes. She tightened her legs around his waist as he pulled her from the wall. He was still buried inside of her. He reached over and shut off the cooling water.
“No more talk of death right now. Let’s get some sleep. We have much to plan.”
* * *
It had beena few days since the Bermuda attack and Kole was still restless. He couldn’t settle his nerves and was still pissed. He stood in the wheelhouse with Peter, finally making his decision on where they would go. Because of the attacks, he wanted to ensure that they didn’t have a leak. They still hadn’t narrowed down if the attack was due to someone on the island reporting a Russian woman with tattoos shooting at the range, or if they had a leak.
If there was a leak in his organization, then there would definitely be hell to pay. He would kill the person with his own hands. That was the punishment for treason within his organization. He wouldn’t be any kind of boss if he couldn’t handle his own men.
“So you’ve finally decided where we’ll dock next?” Peter asked as he stood over the dashboard. Being overly cautious, he didn’t know if there were any planted devices in the room, so he handed his captain a piece of paper with the coordinates of their next stop.
Peter took the paper in his hand, understanding. He glanced down and nodded. “I’ll plot the course now.”
That was why Peter had been with him as long as he had. He trusted Kole and knew not to second-guess him. He was a loyal member of the Belotov gang, coming in when Kole’s father was in charge.
