Page 10 of My Bratva Dom

“Such a filthy little thing,” I rasp. “You like this? Like running your fucking mouth, so I make you come to shut you up?”

“Aslan…” she whimpers.

“Yeah, you do,” I growl. “Gonna make you cream all over my fingers… then you’ll fucking thank me for it.”

Her body shudders, muscles clenching, thighs trembling, and her moans turn into sharp cries as she comes hard, her pussy gripping my fingers in tight, wet pulses.

I keep working her slow and deep until her head falls forward against my chest, her breath hot on my skin. Making me feel just as wrecked as she looks. Heart pounding, cock hard anddrooling, breath ragged, jaw so tight I might crack my teeth. Fuck… this girl.

I press a kiss to her temple, then slowly ease my fingers out of her and paint her parted lips with her juices.

Tina sways on shaky legs. I hold her chin, forcing her to look up at me.

“You’re not going out,” I murmur. “Understood?”

Her lashes lower, her breath is still uneven, but she still has it in her to reply, “try to stop me.”

I smile darkly. My girl never disappoints.

Nine

Tina

Marie’s finishing her makeup in the mirror, swiping a coat of gloss over her lips.

“Looking good, sis,” I say from the bed.

She smiles. “You too, babe.”

I tug the hem of my dress lower. It’s a little red number that’s definitely more ‘troublemaker’ than ‘good girl.’

“You think Aslan’s still brooding?” Marie asks.

I snort. “When isn’t he?”

“Be nice.” She smiles. “He’s just being protective.”

“More like controlling,” I correct.

She rolls her eyes before adding, “you know, I’m surprised he’s letting us go out at all.”

“Please. Like I was gonna give him a choice.”

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We head downstairs, our heels clicking on the marble floors. The sleek black SUV is already waiting at the front. Perfect. Except…

“Aslan?” Marie blinks in surprise as he leans against the car, his big arms crossed over his broad chest, his cold gaze fixed on me. Looking delicious in another one of his perfectly tailored suits.

My stomach dips. Aslan is the second most important man in their organization. He’s not a simple driver or bodyguard. Is he here because Vik’ asked him to?

“Oh,” I drawl sweetly. “Did the big boss send you to babysit?”

“No.” He steps away from the car, all lethal grace. “I sent your driver home.”

“What?!”

“I’ll be driving you tonight.” His cold smile makes my skin heat. It’s dangerous and so damn sexy that my nipples instantly stand to attention. “That way, I don’t have to chase you through Boston since you ignored my orders.”

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