Her Russian Mafia Protector (7 page)

There was no hesitation in his touch, and there was only eagerness in hers. As her heart hammered against her chest, she fought with his clothes so she could feel his skin beneath her hands. Before they’d been so close. She’d touched him, and she knew he had wanted her, but he didn’t give in. Things were different now. As he pressed her up against the back of the door and pulled her thighs up around his waist, she knew that he wouldn’t back down now. They’d come too far. If she went any longer without him, she’d go insane.

His hands moved under her shirt, and she shivered with delight. Up he went until he could rub the pads of his thumbs over the thin lace of her bra. Her nipples immediately hardened, and a gasp escaped her. Everywhere he touched sent electric pulses through her body. She was already wet and aching with need.

“Bedroom,” she managed to pant when his mouth finally left hers.

He wordlessly pushed them from the wall and hooked his arms around her as he started up the stairs. She shifted on his body, and suddenly, she had better access to him. Unable to stop, she rubbed herself helplessly up and down his hardness.

He drew in a ragged breath and stumbled. “You’re going to have to stop that, or I’m going to take you right here,” he muttered as he reached one hand out to the railing to steady himself.

“I can live with that,” she said as she jerked her pelvis again over him. He hissed and lowered her to the top of the stairs.

“You asked for it,” he muttered as he shoved her skirt up. Veronika heard the sound of his belt unbuckling in the darkness, and her toes curled in anticipation. There was no need for more foreplay. She’d never been hotter or more ready for anyone in her life.

He didn’t even both to take her panties off. Instead, he simply shoved the fabric aside and drove one finger inside her. As his thumb brushed up against her hardened clit, she stiffened her back and cried out hoarsely. “Kaz!”

“Just needed to make sure you were ready, baby,” he whispered in her ear before he removed his hand. Before she could even say anything, he buried his entire length inside her with one thrust. The pleasure was so intense that she dug her nails into his back and shouted his name as she fell apart around him.

Kaz stilled his body and waited for her to come down from her orgasm. When she finally opened her eyes, he was staring at her with the most intense look. “More,” she said softly, and just like that, he began to move.

Over and over again, he thrust his whole length inside her, bottoming out at her cervix. She could only moan and pant as he dragged his hardness over the sweet spot deep inside her. His eyes had darkened until they were almost pools of black, and he never broke eye contact with her. She knew he was watching her face to see what she liked and what turned her on.

And she liked it all.

A crease on his forehead appeared, and he began to moan with her. As she wrapped her legs around him and urged him on faster, she closed her eyes and lost herself in him. Her muscles clenched as the tension rose to an insurmountable height, and she knew that she would fall once again. As she opened her mouth and screamed his name, he swallowed her cries of ecstasy with a kiss and moaned as he trembled and jerked within her.

Finally, after a few moments, he pulled out of her. She rolled her head to the side and watched, afraid that he would just leave her here, but he gathered her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom.

“Will you stay with me?” she whispered.

“I’m not done with you tonight,” he said as he gently laid her on the mattress. “That only scratched the surface of what I want to do with you.”

He gently slid her skirt and panties down her body, and when she lifted her head, she saw him settling between her legs. And then his lips were gently on her, and all reason escaped her. She was still raw from the two orgasms before, and he gave her time to recover as he lapped up their juices. Soft cries escaped her as his tongue skirted just around her clit. Slowly, he slid one finger inside her and then another.

“Kaz,” she moaned softly as she buried her hands in his hair. “Kazimir, please.”

“Please what, Princess? Tell me what you want,” he said as he lifted his head. God, could she still ask for more? After the two amazing orgasms that he’d just given her, could she even survive another?

His fingers opened her and teased her. Her toes curled as the tension began to build inside of her. Veronika squirmed under his touch and panted. “Don’t tease me.”

“That’s telling me what you don’t want. Tell me what you do want. Tell me how to make you moan,” he demanded harshly.

“Lick me,” she cried. “Please, Kaz.”

With a low chuckle, he hooked her legs around his shoulder and placed a soft kiss on her sensitive skin. When he returned his attention between her legs, he was no longer playing around. He scraped at her clit with his teeth, and she nearly jumped out of her skin. Bordering pleasure and pain, the sensations that ricocheted through her were unlike anything she had ever felt before. Higher and higher she climbed as her cries of pleasure mingled with her cries of pain and shock. Kaz changed between lightly teasing her to sinking his teeth in her, between fondling her and roughly pounding his fingers in her. When she finally thought she would break, he moved from her legs and slid up her body.

To her surprise, his erection was heavy between her legs. “Again?” she asked as she stared at him.

“I can’t seem to get enough of you, Princess,” he said thickly. “Do you know how many times I’ve fantasized about you? When I hear you in the shower, it takes every ounce of control not to slip in behind you and finally slide my tongue over your nipples. When I see you sleeping, I just want to slide my fingers inside of you and try to make you come without waking you up. When you’re at the library, I have to stop myself from crawling under the desk and tasting you. I’ve fucked you every way imaginable in my head, and now that I have you, I just can’t stop.”

She arched as he pinched and pulled at her nipples. The smell of sex and sweat lingered in the air, and she had a feeling they were nowhere near finished. “But if you’re tired and want to stop, or if you’re sore, we can,” he said gently as he nibbled on her bottom lip.

Hooking one leg around him, she turned on her side so she could rub herself on him. “Fuck me, Kaz. Fuck me like every dream you’ve ever had. Because believe me, I’ve envisioned them all.”

With a low growl, he slid inside her and cupped her ass as he pulled her body close around him. Together, they undulated in a rhythm that left her breathless. In and out. In and out. Not even caring if Charley was home, her moans grew louder and louder.

“Fuck, Veronika,” he cried out as he pushed her over. Pulling her legs up as far as they could go, he began to pound inside her. She dug her nails into his skin and met every thrust with the need for more. And finally, finally, just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, her body shook, and the release was so amazing that her vision blurred, and she blacked out.  

Chapter Five

The sun filtered through the windows, and Kaz woke with a start. Veronika was still curled around him and sleeping. He knew she wouldn’t wake for another hour, and he was content to just watch her. Her blonde hair was spread all across the pillows and his chest, and he lazily wound his fingers around it.

He hadn’t thought she’d see last night through. He’d wanted to scare her, but she’d met him stroke for stroke. She had bruises covering her arms where he’d dug his fingers into her skin, but he had scratches down his back from her nails. They’d both did a number on each other, and he was already getting hard thinking about it.

Kaz carefully moved out of her arms and eased himself off the bed. If she woke while he was still there, he’d no doubt start a repeat, and what happened between them last night could never happen again. After pulling on his pants, he moved to the bathroom and peered into Charley’s room. Her door was still wide open, and she was snoring on top of the bed. It looked like she was still wearing the same clothes that she’d gone out in.

Shaking his head, he crept into the bathroom, peed, and splashed some cold water on his face. When he straightened, he was more in control of himself.

Dmitri should have checked in by now.

The thought hit him like a brick wall, and he moved quickly but silently back into Veronika’s room to grab his phone. He’d called all right.

Twice.

And he wasn’t the only one.

Cursing himself, he dialed the man back as he flew down the stairs and out the front door. He’d put on no shirt or shoes, but the cold didn’t bother him anymore. He’d spent hours outside for detail work. One quick phone call was nothing.

“I thought you might be dead,” Dmitri said in a low voice.

“Not yet,” Kaz grunted. His voice was still hoarse from last night. “What do you have for me?”

“A way in. Saiko has a meeting tomorrow morning, and his morning guards will be out celebrating a birthday tonight.”

Kaz shook his head. “His men are too good. I should know because I trained them. They won’t be weaker after a night of drinking.”

“Maybe not. But if they were drugged, they might find themselves more than hung over tomorrow. I’ve got a little something that would make even the strongest man cry in the morning. They’ll still show up for work, but they’ll never see me coming. It would just take one bullet to the head. I’ll be out before the guards even register that the man is dead.”

Kaz took a deep breath. It was a good plan. Hell, it was foolproof. He’d been waiting for years for this moment, and now that it was here, he couldn’t believe it.

Before going to the club, he’d looked over the paperwork Dmitri had sent him. The man had paid an unknown party two hundred thousand rubles two days before Pavel’s death. Nikolai’s death had only cost him half as much. Obviously the price for offing one’s own son was much higher than the normal going rate. Anger had fueled him. Rage had sustained him.

“Do it,” Kaz ordered.

“I do this, and we’re even,” Dmitri said coldly. “I don’t hear from you ever again. Do you understand?”

“Done.” The line went dead, and Kaz almost sank to the floor. He’d just ordered the hit on one of the most powerful men in Russia. He would soon know a life without the man who had controlled him for a decade. He’d finally have vengeance on the one who had murdered two of his friends.

Veronika’s father.

“No,” Kaz hissed. He would not let anything stand in the way of his victory. When Fedor was gone, he’d show Veronika proof of what her father had done. She would hate him, just as Kaz hated him.

“Dude. It’s below freezing, and you’re standing outside half-naked.”

Kaz looked up to find Charley standing in the doorway. She had her comforter wrapped around herself, and she gazed fearlessly at him. “Who were you talking to?” 

He felt a jolt of alarm. “How long have you been standing there?”

Charley shrugged and shivered. “Not long. I’m just curious who would be so important that you’d hide the phone call from Veronika. You remember Veronika, right? The woman you took to bed last night? If you’re hiding a girlfriend or a wife…”

He almost laughed in relief. “I’m not, and quit sticking your nose where it doesn’t belong. And if you ever pull a stunt like you did last night, I’ll pull Veronika from this house so fast it will make your head spin. Do you understand me?” He followed her inside and shut the door.

Charley only smirked at him. “You don’t scare me. And both of you got exactly what you wanted last night, so I think ‘thank you, Charley. I’m forever in your debt’ are the words that you’re looking for.”

“Careful. You have no idea the game you’re playing,” he said menacingly.

She only shrugged and went to pour herself a bowl of cereal. “You Russians are all the same. You think you’re all hard and tough, but once she was in your arms, I bet you just melted like putty.” Charley gave him a wide grin. “You didn’t sound all hard and tough last night when you were shouting her name.”

Kaz swore as she giggled, but they both quieted when they heard Veronika coming down the stairs. He gave Charley a death stare and went to grab a shirt from the living room.

“Good morning,” Veronika said cautiously. “Did I miss something?” She eyed Charley, and even Kaz caught the meaning in her look.

“No,” he cut in quickly before Charley could squeal. “We were just having a nice conversation about how reckless last night’s events were. And how you would not be slipping away from me again.”

Charley hid her grin. “Yup. That’s exactly what we were talking about. So how did you sleep, Veronika?” she asked brightly.

Kaz rubbed his head and sighed. “Don’t answer that. Charley, please tell me that you have something you need to do or somewhere else you need to be.”

Rolling her eyes, Charley grabbed her cereal bowl. “Fine. I can take a hint. I’ll be at the library if anyone needs me.” She left the kitchen, and Veronika eyed Kaz up and down.

“Are you okay?”

“Isn’t that something I’m supposed to ask you?” He looked at the bruises on her arm and sighed. “I was rough with you last night. I’m sorry.”

She smiled softly. “You didn’t exactly walk away unscathed. You have nothing to apologize for. I’m not a china doll, Kaz. You don’t have to worry about me breaking.”

No. She certain didn’t act like she was going to break last night. Except for those four orgasms where she’d completely shattered, she held her own last night. It was amazing.

And he had no idea how to act around her now. “Right. So. Are you going to study at the library as well?”

“I am. But I have to call my father first,” she said as she reached for the cereal box.

“Why?” he asked quickly. Too quickly. She shot him a funny look.

“I’m not going to tell on you, if that’s what you’re worried about. He says that as long as I check in every week, he won’t send an army. And I haven’t spoken to him all week. We’re just going to have a nice friendly chat, and then I have a paper that I need to research and write. And I think staying here to do it might be too distracting.”