Page 24 of Bratva, Baby
She wakes up four hours later, confused and wondering how she got here.
“I remember waking up, only to hear an explosion, and everything went black again.” She says.
“I need to call Dr. Drummond to come back and check on you, now that you’re awake,” I say, not wanting to take a chance that she may have actually been hurt during the blast.
“I feel fine.” She says, her face hardening. “I remember everything up until I blacked out. I want to go home, Andrei.”
I’m sorry, little bird, but that is no longer an option. Not after the events of today.” I tell her. Not mentioning that it wasn't an option from the very beginning. Once I claimed her as mine, her choice was already made for her. I know she wants me too, she is just fighting herself.
“I can’t stay here, Andrei, not only are you my boss, but you’re dangerous.” She explains, as if I haven’t already anticipated her excuses. “I have to find a new job now, and I just can’t do the drama that comes attached to you. No matter how much my body wants you.”
“Little bird, your choice was made for you from the day I first saw you,” I tell her. “You can either go back to working at LevCorp as though nothing has changed, other than you now know who I am, or you can stay here, and I will take care of you. Regardless, you won’t be going back to your house. It’s too dangerous since so many people know who youare to me now.”
“And whose fault is that, Andrei?” She snaps at me. It relieves some of my anxiety knowing that she has found her fire again; that she isn’t afraid of me. “Tell me what happened after I blacked out.”
“Ivan is dead.” She gasps at my bluntness. “And Timofy, the guard that was behind you, is dead; there was a bomb in the SUV I regularly drive, and when he started the motor, it detonated, and he was inside,” I tell her, not wanting to lie to her about the seriousness of the situation. I didn’t want her to know about the guards that will be tailing her, but I no longer believe that will be an option. She needs to be protected from the impending war with the Italians.
“Why did you kill Ivan? He was only trying to help me!” She exclaims.
“He forfeited his life when he helped you leave me. Think about that the next time you want to involve one of my men in your plans.” I tell her, thank the Universe Ivan wasn’t part of my inner circle, or I might begin to believe the Irishman when he says I have an informant in my ranks.
“But it wasn’t his fault, I am the one who chose to leave, he only helped me.” She tries to explain.
“That may be so, but he knew you are mine. And then there is the compromising position I found you in. He deemed himself worthy of your touch, and only I will feel your touch from now on, and the only pleasure you feel from now on will be delivered from my own body.”
“But-”
“Enough of the arguments, little bird, what’s done is done, and I have no regrets ending his life.”
Instead of trying to continue her argument, she remains silent. I need to shower the blood off my body and change my clothes. I am sure I am quite the sight right now since I haven't changed or anything since the entire fiasco that has been today, but I couldn’t make myself leave her side.
“Come, Ava, let’s go get cleaned up,” I say, reaching my hand out for her to grab.
“I am not going anywhere with you, much less to shower with you.” She replies, staring at my hand like she wants to bat it away.
“Ok, that’s fine too,” I say as I reach over to grab the handcuffs. “But you have already proven to be a flight risk, so it is either shower with me or I handcuff you to the bed until I am done, and then you can have the shower to yourself.”
She debates her decision before putting her hand in mine and gets off the bed unsteadily. I pick her up, carefully carrying her into the bathroom. Sitting her on the bathroom counter, I leave her there to prepare the shower. A bath, though relaxing, would only turn to filth with how dirty we are.
After I set the water temperature and get the towels out of the closet so we are prepared, I return to her side and lift her from the bathroom counter, placing her on her feet.
“Come on, little bird, let’s go get clean.”
Chapter 8
Ava
Stepping into the shower with Andrei, I am not sure what to expect, but when he grabs the washcloth, slathers soap on, and begins to bathe me, I am struck speechless. The dangerous bratva,pakhan,the man who just murdered one of his own men, is taking care of me in such an intimate way.
I think to tell him I can do it myself, but with the water coming down while he’s washing my body and kneading my tense muscles, he’s helping my sore body relax. Despite being passed out for most of the action, the explosion must have caused more of a reaction than I thought.
When he reaches the apex of my thighs, he takes his time, showing my clit special attention, and I can’t help the way my body reacts. I want to tell him to stop, but when I open my mouth, a moan slips out. I feel betrayed. I shouldn’t like this.
I feel the length of him harden against my backside, and it spurs my neediness. I don’t want to want him.This is the lasttime I give in.I tell myself as I feel myself start to grind against his hand.
Reaching behind me, I grab his shaft and squeeze, eliciting a groan from him.
“Little bird, I want to be good to you, but I need to feel your mouth around my cock.” Turning me around, he puts pressure on my shoulders, pushing me to my knees. His dominance makes my pussy clench around nothing as I open my mouth to take him.
