Page 61 of Born into Chaos

“She still wakes up a lot,” I warn her.

“It’s okay.” Yelena kisses Samantha’s cheek. “We don’t mind. Do we, Val?”

Val looks over at her, and I know he’d agree to anything she says, so I’m not at all surprised when he smiles and says, “Not at all.”

“Thanks for watching her,” I tell them, “and let us know if you need anything. She usually sleeps pretty good, but she had a nasty fit last night. If it happens again, come get us.”

“We will,” Yelena assures me with a smile that makes it clear she thinks I’m worrying too much.

The truth is I am worrying a bit and finding it hard to let her go for the night, but Sveta and I have unfinished business, and I’d really rather us be alone and uninterrupted forit.

“I’ll grab some of her things,” Sveta tells them before running into our bedroom. She returns a few minutes later with the baby bath. She’s filled it with all the things Samantha might need during the night, and then she leans in and kisses her head to tell her goodnight. I watch her smile at the baby who’s clearly already become attached to her, and I feel myself falling even more in love with her, a thing I would’ve sworn was impossible.

When Samantha’s brown eyes find mine, I’m rewarded with a big, gummy smile. God, this little girl has me completely wrapped around her finger. I step closer and kiss her cheek.

“Night, little one. Be good tonight, yeah?”

She smiles and lets out a squeal, which I’m taking as a verbal agreement. I give her one more kiss and then thank Val and Yelena again.

“We’re happy to do it,” Val says. “Try and get some sleep.”

Yelena laughs and mutters something to Sveta that’s too low for me to hear. Whatever it is, it makes Sveta laugh and say, “No promises,” while Val groans and walks out of the room, hollering a goodnight on his way to the stairs.

“See you in the morning,” Yelena tells me on her way out.

When they’re gone, I turn to Sveta. “What did she say?”

“She told me to not wear you out too much.”

I step closer, pressing my body to hers. “You think you can wear me out,pcholka?” Leaning down, I cup her face and drag my thumb along her lower lip. “God, I’d love to see you try.”

She gives me a smile that has my dick growing hard in record time and runs her tongue over my thumb. “I’ve got a lot of pent-up sexual frustration, Vitya. No way in hell are you outlasting me tonight.” She sucks my thumb into her mouth before lightly dragging her teeth over my skin. I’ll never admit it, but she’s got me slightly worried. I know how stubborn she can be. She’ll hang on until she passes out.

Pulling her head back, she releases my thumb and says, “You’re a lot older than me, so you might want to do a few stretches first. I’d hate for you to pull something.”

“Jesus,” I whisper, knowing if I can’t keep up with her, I’ll neverhear the end of it. My pride won’t allow that kind of failure. No matter what, I will be the last man standing tonight, even if that means I can’t move tomorrow.

Before she can taunt me again, I pick her up and carry her to the bedroom, shutting the door behind us. She starts to protest when I walk past the bed and head into the bathroom, but after taking care of a baby all day, I need a shower. I sit her ass on the counter and start the water.

“You just decide all of a sudden that you’d rather shower?”

I smile at her tone and pull my shirt off. “This is our first time together, and we’re not going to do this while I smell like Samantha’s spit-up.”

“Sexy.”

“Exactly,” I tell her. When she starts to reach for her own shirt, I stop her. “Don’t you dare. I get to undress you.”

“I’d hoped that you would stop being so bossy since you’ve seen me naked.”

I laugh and pull my jeans off. “I told you it’d get worse.”

“I was hoping you were joking.”

Kicking my boxers aside, I step closer while her eyes run over my naked body. “You’re a stubborn woman, Sveta, and you need someone who’s not going to let you walk all over them.”

She finally pulls her honey-brown eyes to mine. “And you think you’re the man for the job?”

I smile and grab the bottom of her shirt, slowly pulling it up her body. “I know I am.” Throwing her sweater on the floor, I drag my fingers along the swell of her breast. “I will treat you like a fucking queen, sweetheart, but I’m a possessive, overprotective man when it comes to you.”

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