Page 94 of Born into Darkness

With her brow furrowed, she turns to look at me. “You did?” I laugh while she says, “I didn’t hear it. Do it again.”

“This is how it should be,” I say, going through it again, this time making sure to get it right. “And this is what I just played.”

The offending note is like nails on a chalkboard to me, but she just gives me a cute, lopsided grin and says, “I can’t tell the difference.”

“Jesus Christ,” I say with a laugh. “Did I seriously fall in love with a woman who’s tone deaf? The Universe can’t be that cruel.” I give her a wink to let her know I’m joking, kind of, and then say, “Okay, hear this?” I ask, hitting the C note. She nods, so I say, “Does this sound the same?”

I hit the D note and let out a relieved breath when she says, “Of course they’re not the same.”

“What about this?” I ask and then go through a few more notes. She passes every test, and when I slowly play my earlier mistake again, she finally learns to hear the small difference in the notes and gives me a thumbs up. “You scared the hell out of me, sweetheart,” I tell her.

She grins and then surprises me by standing and turning around so she can straddle my lap and we’re chest to chest. Something about her smile has me raising a brow. “Were you just fucking with me?”

Her laugh is cute as hell when she says, “Yeah.” The look on my face has her laughing even harder. “I didn’t hear it when you first made it, though. I never would’ve noticed it if you hadn’t said something.”

“I can’t believe you let me believe you might be tone deaf,” I say, shaking my head in mock disappointment. “You’re really taking advantage of the fact that my spanking hand is injured.”

“Gotta live it up while I can,” she says. Leaning closer, she threads her fingers behind my neck and rocks her hips as she gives my bottom lip a soft suck that has all the blood in my body going straight to my dick.

When she feels me grow even bigger, she gives a sexy moan and grinds against me.

Locking her beautiful eyes on mine, she says, “I think you’ve teased me long enough, Max.”

I grin and cup one of her perfect ass cheeks in my hand, giving it a good squeeze. “You think so, sweetheart?”

Chapter17

Talia

The dark look Max gives me is a warning that I choose to ignore, because riling him up is just too much fun. The tight grip on my ass reminds me of how strong he is, and when I rock my hips, feeling the thick, hard length of him beneath me, it’s impossible to hold back the moan of pleasure that demands to be let out.

“You sure about this,svetik moy?”

“Yes, are you?” I ask, making the corner of his mouth lift up in a sexy grin. “I mean, it’s your first time, too,” I remind him.

“It is, and I’m so glad I waited for you.” He gives my ass another squeeze before sliding his hand up my spine and then fisting my hair in his hand. Tightening his grip, he forces my head back so he can nuzzle against my neck. The heat of his breath warms me to my core, and when I feel the gentle scrape of his teeth along my delicate skin, my heart rate speeds up. I’m nervous, there’s no denying that, but I’m also so excited I can’t sit still. When I start to squirm in his lap, he gives a deep, sexy laugh and nips at my skin again.

“I can feel my bratty little sub trying to come out, but, sweetheart, I’m in control now.” He whispers the words against my skin as he kisses a line down my throat.

I can’t resist saying, “You think so?”

The heat of his laugh sends another rush of pleasure through me before he pulls back and meets my eyes. There’s a sexy smirk playing at his full, gorgeous mouth, and all I can think about is how good that mouth feels between my thighs.

“Take your shirt off.” He eyes me, taunting me with his order, and leaving me torn between wanting to be obstinate and wanting to submit. When I hesitate, he raises his scarred brow, waiting to see what I’ll do. Under the heavy, intoxicating weight of his stare, I reach down and grab my shirt, slowly pulling it over my head.

I let it fall to the floor as his eyes travel over me. He can easily see how aroused I am, and he lets out a soft groan when he sees my hard nipples straining against the pink lace. Dipping his head down, he presses his hand against the center of my back, holding me still while he runs his tongue over my aching nipple, covering me in his spit when he gives me a hard suck.

My fingers clutch the back of his head, my whole body demanding and begging for more, but he refuses to be rushed. He takes his time, licking and sucking on one breast before kissing his way to the other. When I can’t take the sweet torture anymore, I moan his name in frustration. All it does is earn me a soft bite and another hard suck.

I rock my hips against him, grinding as hard as I can until he lets out a frustrated growl of his own and roughly yanks my bra down, exposing my breasts to his hungry mouth. My back arches at his greedy touch. The heat from his insistent tongue rolling over my nipple mixed with the soft nips he keeps giving me have me rocking my hips with abandon, chasing after the pleasure that’s already coursing through every part of my body.

“Already so close,” he murmurs against my breast, “and I haven’t even undressed yet.”

“That’s an easy fix,” I say, reaching for his hoodie and giving it a tug.

He gives me an easy smile, letting me undress him. It takes a few minutes for me to get his right hand free without hurting him, but as soon as he’s bare from the waist up, I let out an appreciative sigh. My eyes drink in the sight of him. He’s already put on a few pounds since we’ve been back, and it looks damn good on him. Broad shoulders, a set of abs that my fingers are already itching to touch, and beautiful tattoos that add to the overall appeal of the man. I run my thumb over his Bratva’s mark on his inner arm. It’s an image of the Grim Reaper. He’s holding a bloody scythe with his hood lowered, partially obscuring the skeletal head. There’s a raven on his shoulder, cocking his head as if he’s studying me, and beneath the Reaper is writtenBrothers in blood, in life, and in deathin Cyrillic.

“Did Sveta design this?” I ask.

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