Page 68 of Merciless Union
Her hands grip my shoulders, pulling me even closer to her. My own hands trail down to her ass. She gasps when I touch her, lightly squeezing. I trail my hands back up her spine, and she melts into me.
“Maxim,” she gasps against my lips as I press our hips together. She must be able to feel my cock given how hard it is.
“I need you now,” I growl.
She pulls back. “If you promise to be gentle with me.” She kisses me, then pulls away again. I growl. “And I want to do it in another position.”
“We can agree on that. Now just let me fucking kiss you.”
I consume her lips with mine. My hands lower to grip her thighs, pulling her up, so she wraps her legs around my waist. We continue kissing as I walk us to the bedroom. Both of us are panting as we kiss each other. It’s been a few weeks since we’ve touched in this way. I’m desperate for her.
Arina clings to me as I lower her to the bed. I smirk against her lips. Seems I’m not the only desperate one.
My hands roam up to her breasts, molding my hands over them. She arches her spine, trying to find some sort of friction.
I gently rock my hips against hers, and she moans into my lips.
“Fuck, Arina, I’ve missed touching you.” I trail kisses down her neck. Her head rolls back, giving me more space to kiss.
“I’ve … missed this, too,” she admits.
I lean back, raising an eyebrow.
She blushes. “I just needed to know that you respect me. You’ve shown that to me over the past couple of weeks. I’m ready to be with you again.”
I cup her face, staring down at her with awe. Then, I lean down and touch my lips to hers.
She reaches a hand between us and caresses my chest, traveling down to my cock. Her fingers brush my erection. Fuck, I can’t wait to be out of these pants.
“You want me to fuck you?” I growl.
Her hand pulls away. “No. I want you to make love to me.”
I lean back, breathing hard. “Arina …” Her happy expression begins to fade away. I’m not sure what to say. How can I make love when I’m not in love?
At least, I don’t think I am.
“It’s ok.” She lets go, scooting out from under me. “It’s ok.”
“Arina,” I start to say when my phone rings. “Fuck.”
“You can answer it.”
I sigh, grabbing my phone out of my pocket. It’s Nik. I look at her.
She just nods. “I understand. Work takes precedent.”
“I’m …” For the first time in my life, I don’t know what to say.
“It’s fine, Maxim.” She doesn’t look fine, though. Arina curls into herself, pulling her knees to her chest.
I let out another sigh before angling my body away from her and answering the phone. “What?”
“It’s Stepan,” Nik answers. “He was spotted by one of our guards at the meeting. I think he’s here to stir shit up.” Nik went to a meeting to dole out who gets our drugs and to collect the money owed to us. Busy work that I prefer not to take part in. Nik loves it, though. Says it gives him a thrill.
I glance over at Arina, whose eyes are downcast. “I’m on my way.” I hang up. “I need to go. Work.”
“I understand.”
