MOM:
Sitka, oh my god, honey, I thought you were going to at least pretend to go to Allie’s. I called Svetlana and asked how you were and she had no clue what I was talking about. I had to pretend that I’d forgotten you were at Talia’s.
MOM:
Your brothers are asking for you, and you know what a bad liar I am, so I’ve been avoiding them. You need to get your butt up and dressed, because I think they’re going over there after work.
MOM:
You’re not answering my texts so I assume that means you had a great time last night. Text me when you can so I know you’re okay. I love you, and I hope you’re polishing my Mother of the Year award, because I think I deserve one, lol.
I groan and roll over while Damien lifts his head to ask, “What’s wrong?”
I quickly read him my mom’s texts while he lazily runs his fingers along my stomach and chest.
“Aren’t you worried?” I ask him when he seems way more interested in getting my nipples as hard as possible than the possibility my brothers could show up at any time.
“No,” he says, giving me a teasing pinch. “I love you, and I’m going to marry you. No one is going to stop that from happening.”
My worry is momentarily pushed aside at his words as I smile up at him. “In case you’re wondering, I’ll say yes when you ask me.”
He smiles and kisses me while he gives me a hard enough pinch to make me briefly wonder if my pussy can in fact take another round.
Pulling back, he grins and says, “Good to know,besyonok.”
Before I can make a decision that will have me unable to walk for the rest of the day, he pulls the sheet off and runs his eyes down the length of my body.
“Fucking incredible,” he murmurs, making me feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. “Come on, baby, we have time for a quick shower. I promise to behave myself as much as I can. I know you’re sore.”
When he stands, I grab the hand he offers me and let him pull me to standing. I follow him into the bathroom, grinning when he keeps one hand on my ass the whole time. After brushing my teeth, I step under the hot water, watching as he does the same. I try to remind myself that we need to hurry, that my brothers could come barging in at any second, but all I can do is watch the water hit his gorgeous, tattooed skin and cascade down his body.
I don’t put up any fight at all when he presses me against the tiled wall and drops to his knees before me.
Once his lips touch my tender, aching flesh, everything else disappears.
Chapter 17
Damien
By the time Sitka and I get ready to go upstairs, she’s wearing an adorably sweet grin on her face, looking every bit like a woman who just got eaten out to within an inch of her life. I’m completely addicted to her, craving the taste and feel of her like nothing I ever thought possible.
“How can we keep hiding this?” she asks.
“Say the word, Sitka, and I’ll go and talk to your dad right now. I’m ready whenever you are.”
She hesitates, and I hate how worried she looks, hate that she’s scared to tell her family, and hate that I can’t take it from her and make it better. Brushing her hair behind her ear, I cup her face and meet her eyes.
“I promise it will be okay,” I tell her. “Your brothers will learn to love me.”
She gives me a very disbelieving look that has me instantly closing the distance so I can kiss it off her. I don’t know how I’m going to convince her brothers to not immediately stab me, but I know it’s worth the risk.She’sworth the risk.
When I pull back, she’s smiling, and it’s weird how much pride I feel at being able to take the worry from her for at least a little bit just by pressing my mouth to hers.
“Come on,” I say, grabbing her hand and leading her out of the room. “You need to eat something. We can decide what to do while I make you some lunch.”
I don’t see Ev when we walk out, and when we climb the stairs and walk into the living room, I freeze in place at what I see.
“Hey, baby brother,” Luka says from the chair he’s sitting in. Ev and Max are on the couch, both of them avoiding eye contact with me.
