Page 31 of Viparious

“Watch your mouth and your fucking imagination.” I’m about to agree when he squeezes the sides of my neck and becomes sinister. “Or I’ll start doing the same.”

That’s unnecessary when we both know I’m lying, and my voice turns into a mumble.

“I meant share with you.”

He relaxes instantly and kisses my cheek as he restarts the elevator and turns off the vibrations. He allows me some peace and remains at my side without any extra stimulation.

I’ve never been to a Steorra event with other people, Grandfather would turn up in support, but I always walked in alone. As the elevator doors open, it shows every Vartanov is decked out and waiting for us. Vitali is a dangerous flirt and wolf whistles, being an asshole as we make our way to them. He smirks when he sees his brother and announces, “How cute, the parents are matching.”

Ignoring his need to keep calling Vlad and me his parents, I wait until everyone’s together to meet each of their eyes and give my rules.

“Every head of the other families will be there and Steorra is a neutral zone.” Starting with Valentin, I give them their only jobs of the night. “You, no provoking people.” On to Vitali. “You, no fighting.” Turning to Vlad. “And you, don’t kill anyone.” I change my mind halfway through his rule. “That’s unrealistic, just don’t get blood on your suit and make sure they’ve paid up before you do it.”

Viktor is cute in his tuxedo and waits for me to band him in with his dad and uncles.

“What about me?” he asks.

I comb his hair back where it’s come loose to match his dad and soften my voice.

“You have a very important job, rypka, make sure these three don’t break the rules.”

Nodding seriously, he acts like my little soldier while Dani tries and fails to hide her laugh.

“Dani, your job is to get drunk and make them spend all their money.”

She gives me a mock salute as Vlad’s annoying voice comes out.

“If you’re done commanding everyone, we better leave.”

I can’t think of anything I’ve left out, so I walk ahead with Viktor and Dani at my side like they’re all my soldiers.

Separating into the cars, Vlad guides me into his, away from everyone else, and the twisted smile tells me I’m going to be tortured the entire fucking drive. The smirk gets wider as he sits behind the steering wheel and rests his phone on his thigh, furthest away from me.

“When did you link it to your phone?”

Out of all the questions I could ask, it’s that one that leaves my mouth.He gave me his ridiculous gifts before we were even married, and I left it in the box as soon as I saw what was in it. The bastard is too handsome and does that thing that makes me melt. I nearly miss every word he says as he looks at me, places one hand on my headrest, and reverses.

“Before I gave it to you, it sends me an alert when it’s turned on.” Slowly rolling to a stop when we’re facing the road, he pauses and traces the length of my body. “Just like you do, meelaya.”

I’m so fucked beyond belief, and he’s corrupted my brain to be the same as his, making me laugh at the pathetic pun. Switching topics, he doesn’t show any signs of lust and asks random questions about how much we need to raise. I’ve already used his card to refurbish one of the homes we work with and pledged his donation because I’m nothing if not a helpful wife.

My body relaxes when he doesn’t touch his phone and I settle when his hand holds my nape, knowing that he won’t be able to reach it. It’s the wrong thing to do, the devil always attacks when you least expect it and I clench my thighs together as the vibrations start. They’re not against my clit but inside me and all I managed to do is push them deeper. I drop my chin to my chest to attempt to ignore it, but his unaffected tone has me snapping back up.

“Is your phone ringing? I can hear somethingbuzzing.”

Increasing the vibrations on the last word, he doesn’t look at me and keeps driving.

I really hate him, in a way where I’d do anything he asks, and I never want to be away from his presence even when it annoys me. I stroke up his thigh and cup his dick because I’m not sitting in torture alone. He’s hard and the muted taste of his pre-cum is replaying on my tongue, adding to my frustration. Gripping him harder when a random pattern starts vibrating between my clit and the vibrator, his deep rumble bounces around the car.

“Undo my belt.”

I don’t need to be told twice and my fingers are a blur, rushing to get release. Unbuckling so I can close the gap, he pulls me back by my nape and the hard stare is soft in comparison to his voice.

“Put your seatbelt back on.”

I look from his crotch to his face in confusion and he moves my hand up and down his length, repeating the request.

“Seatbelt, meelaya, it’s not safe while I’m driving.”

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