Elena’s lashes flutter, casting a shadow over her cheeks. Her eyes glimmer in the darkness, and I can hear the pounding of her heartbeat in the chilling quiet inside the room.
“Did you…go out?” she asks. She was fast asleep when I left for the security room. I couldn’t risk waking her up considering how hard it’d been to calm her down earlier.
“I went to make sure everything’s in order,” I tell her as I tuck the loose strands of hair behind her ear. “And to see how our security system was compromised.”
She sucks in a shaky breath. “Did you figure it out?”
I nod. “There’s someone on the inside working for Vasili.”
Her eyes widen. “What? Who is it?”
“One of my men. Not someone you know well,” I lie, not because I don’t trust her, but because I don’t want her to start being too careful around Artem and risk alerting him that something’s wrong.
She throws one arm around me and moves closer, until our bodies are pressing together.
My cock hardens instantly, the rage I felt earlier turning into a dire need to be inside her. To claim her.
She feels it too, because she moans and bucks her hips. Her pussy rubs against my dick, and rather than soothe me, I throb even harder with need.
Fuck. I hate what she does to me.
“What are you going to do now?” she asks, her voice barely above a whisper. Her breath hitches each time she moves against my erection.
I lean my face closer to hers. “I’ll figure it out later.”
For now, there are more important things to do.
Things like claiming her lips without warning, devouring them with a searing kiss, reveling in the way she climbs on top of me, straddling me like I’m a stallion and kissing me like her life depends on it.
My thumb traces her neckline, then slides down her back.
She stiffens, a soft cry escaping her lips as she positions herself on my cock and starts to grind against me with her panties still on.
When she breaks our kiss, her eyes meet mine and a dark smile curls her lips, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip.
God, she’s beautiful. And she’s mine.
I came so close to losing her last night. I hadn’t realized how much of a weakness she was until that moment in the foyer when I saw that fucker point his gun at her.
The fear that hit me still hasn’t stopped pumping adrenaline through my bloodstream.
I’m coming for you, Vasili.
And there’ll be no mercy for that son of a bitch when I get to him. There’ll be no mercy for the traitor rat he planted in my home, either.
They’ll die a bloody death at my hands.
Both of them.
And my face will be the last thing they see before I send them straight to hell for daring to hurt my woman.
Elena tugs on my briefs and my cock springs free, throbbing almost painfully when she glides her tongue over it and licks a bead of precum off the tip.
A groan rumbles in my chest, whatever control I had slipping loose as I flip her and take over.
Tonight, every sound she makes, every shiver beneath my touch, will become a silent promise of the revenge I’ll exact on the men who tried to hurt her.
Chapter Eighteen
