Page 26 of Unexpected Bratva Baby

“Me either.” I gasp, already feeling the familiar coil of tension building in my pussy. “Don’t stop.”

He picks up the pace, slamming into me with renewed vigor. Each thrust sends me spiraling higher and higher until I finally reach the peak. I scream his name as I come, shuddering with the force of my release.

Mikhail follows closely behind, burying his face in my neck as he empties himself inside me, and that’s when the whisper at the back of my mind suddenly turns to a full shout.

No condom.

Oh, god. What have we done?

I lie there, stunned, as Mikhail collapses beside me. He pulls me into his arms, cradling me against his chest. I can hear his heart pounding, and his breathing is ragged. We stay like that for several minutes, neither of us speaking. Has he realized yet? Or is he still caught in the aftermath of that blazing need that overwhelmed all common sense and sanity?

I start mentally counting and let out a shaky breath moments later. I’m pretty regular, and I just finished my period three days ago, so it should be safe-ish, but still...

“What’s wrong?” he asks, sensing my distress.

I bite my lip, debating whether or not to tell him. Finally, I decide to be honest. “We didn’t use a condom.”

He stiffens and then relaxes again. “It’s okay. I’m clean. Are you on birth control?”

I shake my head. “No. I haven’t needed it since...” Since I broke up with my last ex two years ago.

Mikhail sighs, running a hand through his hair. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking straight. I’ll get tested tomorrow and make sure everything’s fine.”

“Great. I’ll stop by the pharmacy and grab a packet of morning-after pills, just in case.”

He looks troubled for a moment before nodding. “That would be the smart thing.” He rests his hand on my belly for a moment, giving a wistful sigh. “We should do the smart thing.”

I nod, even as I wonder what a baby created by us would look like. I can easily envision a future like that with Mikhail, except I’m not sure he’s being totally honest about his life.

“Phoebe, I—” He stops, seeming to struggle with what he wants to say.

I prop myself up on one elbow, studying his face. “What is it?”

He takes a deep breath as though marshalling his thoughts. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. You make me want to be a better man.”

The intensity in his eyes takes my breath away. I open my mouth to respond, but he places a finger gently on my lips.

“Let me finish,” he says. “I know we haven’t known each other for very long, but I can’t imagine my life without you in it anymore. You bring light into my world. You make me laugh, you challenge me...”

My heart swells with emotion. I want to tell him I feel the same way, that he’s become such an integral part of my life in such a short time, but something holds me back. A nagging doubt that I’ve been trying to ignore all evening resurfaces, seeming more pressing now that we’ve accidentally forgotten to use a condom.

Mikhail must sense my hesitation because his brow wrinkles slightly. “What’s wrong?”

I bite my lip, unsure how to voice my concerns without sounding accusatory. “I feel the same way about you, but sometimes, I’m sure you’re holding something back from me.”

His body tenses almost imperceptibly. If we weren’t lying so closely together, I might have missed it. “What do you mean?”

I sit up, pulling the sheet around me. “Sometimes you seem distracted, or you get these phone calls that make you tense up, and then there’s the way your security team hovers around us whenever we’re out. You said your business dealings can be complicated, but...”

Mikhail sits up too, wearing a frown. “Phoebe, I?—”

A sharp knock on the bedroom door interrupts him. His expression hardens instantly, all traces of the tender lover replaced by something colder and more distant. “What is it?” he calls out, his voice clipped.

The door opens slightly, and a man’s voice speaks in rapid Russian. I can’t understand the words, but the urgency in his tone is clear. Mikhail responds, sounding commanding.

He turns back to me, and his expression softens slightly. “I’m sorry,lyubimaya. There’s a business matter I must attend to immediately.”

I nod, trying to hide my disappointment. “Of course. I understand.”

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