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Relief washes over me as he grabs my hand.
“Oh shit,” I hiss as he turns it up a notch. The pulsing hits in a slow, deep pattern that makes my very heart beat feel like it’s fucking me from the inside out.
I bite back a grin. This is hot.
Nikolai opens up the double oak doors to the living room. Before I step through, Roman stops me, spins me to face him and slams his lips over mine with his fingers digging into my cheeks.
I do everything I can to fight coming on the spot.
“You don’t play fair, Roman,” I tell him breathlessly as he pulls back with a mischievous smirk. He shrugs, rolling up the sleeves of his crisp white shirt.
Damn, those veins running down his arms.
As if he reads my mind, he clenches and releases his fist, which almost has me drooling over the way they pop.
“Just a few more minutes, lastochka.”
Taking a deep breath, and feeling myself getting wetter by the second, I straighten my spine, take his palm and walk into the lion's den.
A sea of faces turn as we step into the large sitting room. The men all have a familiar look, much like Roman. Hard lines, but kind eyes.
Roman squeezes my hand and ups the vibrations, I can feel them taking over my entire body. I clear my throat to try and distract myself.
Even over all the deep Russian accents, I can hear the toy buzzing, yet no one seems fazed by it.
After they all introduce themselves, I don’t know if I’ll be able to remember them. Mikhail is the oldest, and has the friendliest smile when he takes my hand.
Natalia is Nikolai’s wife with fiery red hair. She should be easy to remember. Her belly sticks away from her lean frame, and Nikolai can’t keep his hands off of her.
Would Roman be like that if I have his baby? He already loves touching me, so I don’t think it would be a big leap. The next time we visit, there might be a lot of new children running around, seeing how all of the couples are hanging off of each other.
It’s hard to concentrate with the vibrator constantly changing the rhythm deep inside of me. Every time I feel like I’m able to form a word or thought, Roman hits a button making me lose track of what I’m doing.
I can’t take much more, so I tug on the sleeve of his shirt. He leans down, taking a sip of vodka, and gives me an innocent look.
“Rom, I’m so close, please help me,” I whisper in his ear.
He nods, downing the rest of his drink and slamming it on the counter.
Great, now everyone in the room is looking at me.
“If you’ll excuse us, I’m going to give Nadia the famous tour of the house.”
The brothers look amongst each other and Mikhail raises a brow at Roman with a grin.
“Father’s office is a good place to start.”
The flush that spreads up his partner's cheek gives them away.
Nikolai’s deep laugh echoes through the hall. “Yes, pay particular attention to the desk.”
Natalia’s eyes widen, and she lightly pats his arm. “Nikolai,” she gasps, turning to bury her cheeks against his broad arm.
I take it Roman’s tastes may run in the family.
“Noted.”
Roman leads us briskly down the hall, away from the noises of the crowd.
