Page 119 of Ours


Font Size:

Lev pulled out of my mouth, and reached down to stroke my cheek tenderly. “Good girl.”

Dmitri slowly withdrew from my body next, the loss a strange, hollow ache. He settled on the bed beside Roman and me, his hand reaching for me and resting on the small of my back.

Lev laid down on the other side while Roman kissed my shoulder with the kind of tenderness that made my heart swell as he wrapped his arms around me.

“You’re ours,” Roman whispered possessively. “Forever.”

“Forever,” I echoed, closing my eyes as my body pulsed with sated bliss and drifting off to sleep.

CHAPTER 35

Kara

A little while later, I woke upalone in the bed, but the sheets were still warm. The ache in my limbs was a delicious, pleasant throb, a reminder of the beautifulpassion that the Markov brothers and I had shared together.

I sat up, pulling the silk sheet around me. The floor-to-ceiling windows offered a panoramic view of the city, a glittering jewel box in the desert sun.

The sound of their voices drew me from the bedroom. They were in the living room, their tones quietly serious. I slipped into one of Roman’s discarded shirts, the fabric soft on my skin, and padded out to join them.

The three of them looked up at me when I walked into the room and smiled broadly.

“Hey, princess,” Lev greeted me first.”Did we wear you out?”

Roman chuckled. “I’m not sure she’ll be able to walk straight after that.”

I rolled my eyes, but I couldn’t help smiling. “I’m fine, you two.”

“Are you?” Dmitri asked softly, his eyes searching mine.

I met his gaze, my heart fluttering. “I am.”

He nodded, a flicker of relief in his eyes. “Good.”

“So,” I said, moving to the bar and pouring myself a glass of water. “What’s next?”

Roman leaned against the counter, a lazy grin spreading across his face. “Today…” He trailed off, his eyes dancing with mischief. “Today, we’re trapped in a multimillion-dollar penthouse with nothing to do. I think we should explore it to the fullest.”

Lev arched a brow, but a hint of amusement touched his lips. “Explore how?”

Roman’s grin widened. “I don’t know. Find the panic room. See if the hot tub works. Raid the wine cellar. I bet they have a wine cellar hidden somewhere.”

“Alright,” I said. “Let’s do it.”

For the next several hours, the brothers and I explored the rest of Revenant’s idea of ‘temporary housing.’

Roman led the charge, of course. He found the hidden door first, pressing his palm against a panel beside a window until the wall clicked and shifted outward.

Roman tugged the panel open fully. “Ladies and gentlemen, I give you—paradise.”

Beyond the glass was an open-air terrace that looked like something out of a fever dream. The marble floor flowed seamlessly into a wide infinity pool that curved around the edge of the building. Water spilled endlessly over the rim, a perfect illusion of falling into the city below, but that wasn’t even the most impressive part.

The pool was split into two levels, connected by a sheer glass cascade. The upper pool shimmered in the sunlight, its far edge dropping straight into a lower one twenty feet below, surrounded by palm trees and sleek lounge chairs. From here, it looked like water floating above water.

“Holy hell,” I whispered, stepping out onto the terrace. “This is insane.”

Roman grinned, stripping off his shirt with zero hesitation. “Correction—it’s perfect.”

Lev sighed. “You can’t be serious. You want to swim here? In Revenant’s penthouse? You do remember they probably have cameras everywhere.”