Dmitri laughs with the rest of us while Valeri shakes his head. “Dream on, sis.”
She gives Volodya a pointed look. “I’ve heard that one before.”
He holds up his hands and laughs. “I can admit when I’m wrong.” Lifting me up with ease, he puts me in his lap and wraps an arm around me. “And I was most definitely wrong.”
After all of Dmitri’s things are gathered up and the leftovers have been put away, we walk with them to the door. Everyone gives me a hug goodbye, and it feels like a welcome into the family kind of thing. I’m touched by it. I want his family to like me. I know how important they are to Volodya, and it means a lot to me that they accept me, just like it means a lot to me that my mom has taken such a liking to him.
“You survived the first family dinner,” he teases me after shutting the door.
“I did. I’m so stuffed I can barely move, but I survived it.”
The corner of his mouth lifts up as he stalks towards me. “Can’t move, huh?”
“Nope, and I sure as hell can’t run, so don’t get any crazy ideas about a late-night chase through the woods.”
“If you can’t run, then it’s just all that easier to catch you, sweetheart.”
I laugh and pat his chest in acalm down, tigerkind of way. “You and I both know you love the chase.”
He scoops me in his arms and gives me a heated look. “Don’t even try and pretend I’m the only one who likes it. I felt your pussy that night, remember? And,kiska, you were soaked, so fucking wet you were dripping down your damn thighs.”
I moan at the memory, earning me a smug grin because he knows I loved the chase every bit as much as he did. With a laugh, he carries me into the media room. Before sitting down, he grabs the super soft blanket he knows I love. Dropping into the corner cushion, he keeps me on his lap and wraps the blanket around me before grabbing the remote.
“What are we doing?”
“I’m letting you rest because I’m a gentleman, and I want to see what happens on that show we started.”
“A gentleman, huh?”
“In my own way, yes, but only to you.”
I study his profile while he finds the spot he fell asleep on and starts the episode. Feeling my eyes on him, he turns and gives me a wink. “Enjoy your rest, baby, because the gentleman side of me only gets to come out and play for a little bit.”
My heart speeds up at his words and the way his eyes have turned a bit darker. “What takes over after that?”
“The devil,kiska, the dark side of me that wants nothing more than to hold you down and fuck you so hard you’ll feel me in your goddamn throat.”
“Holy shit,” I whisper. I always knew there was more than one side to him, but I hadn’t realized just how hard he fights for control. I hadn’t realized how close to the surface the beast within him actually is. I swear I feel it sometimes, pacing back and forth beneath the calm exterior he shows me, and now is one of those moments. He’s practically vibrating with need, but he’s not giving into it because I said I needed a rest. A girl could get drunk on that kind of power.
I lay my head on his shoulder, missing the show because I can’t read the subtitles. I’d much rather breathe in the scent of him than watch TV. My nose drags along the skin of his neck as I take a slow inhale. His grip tightens on my hip.
“Kiska,” he warns. “You’re playing with fire.”
Running my tongue along the crook of his neck is my answer. His hard cock digs into my ass, and when I position myself so I’m straddling him, he lifts a brow at me and slowly shakes his head.
“I will not be gentle, sweetheart. This is your last warning.”
“Too bad you’re not in control this time.” I grind against his cock while he throws his head back and laughs. “I’m being serious.”
“I know you are, and that’s what’s so damn cute.”
His eyes are lit up with amusement, but it only makes me bolder. I pull my shirt off and ditch the bra, smiling at the way his eyes run over me, filled with raw hunger now instead of amusement. Standing up in front of him, I slowly peel my jeans and panties off, and when I’m naked, I step up onto the couch, bracing a foot on either side of his thighs.
“Give me your hands.”
He looks up at me from his dark lashes, letting me see how hard he’s working to keep himself under control. I know it’s only a matter of time before his devil comes out to play, but for now, he lifts his arms, placing his hands in mine. I bring them to my hips where he immediately tightens his grip, digging his fingers into my flesh.
“Don’t move them.”
