Page 26 of White Rabbit
After the interlude in the solarium, I’d carried her upstairs, her face buried in my neck, perhaps embarrassed that someone had come upon us. And fuck that. I wanted every damn person in this household to know Brecklyn was mine, to know that she craved my body and my touch.
I hadn’t taken her to her room, but carried her to mine instead. When I stood her next to the bed, she’d trembled under my hands while I’d undressed her. She expected me to fuck her, and God, I wanted that. But I had one promise to fulfill before I could allow myself the pleasure of her body.
The decimation of her immediate past—namely Radomer Jovanovic. But the fucker was in the wind.
Until I could end him, until Brecklyn could be assured of her safety with me, that I could indeed burn down the world to make her secure, I couldn’t allow myself the heaven of her body.
That didn’t stop me from making her come again. With my hand. With my mouth. The latter almost broke me and made me lose control, and I was not a man who ever lost his command over himself.
I’d worked her body relentlessly and made her scream with abandon, her hand clawing at me, until she’d passed out from the exertion of it. She’d slept naked in my arms all night, skin to skin with me, my tormented cock wedged to the warmth of her ass and making me question my resolve.
I’d left bed far too early, jacked off twice in the cold shower I’d taken, and been a grizzly to every person I came across today. I’d holed myself up in the west wing of the mansion and avoided Brecklyn at all costs, so on edge I wasn’t sure I could stop myself from taking exactly what I wanted from her. Up against the wall. Bent over my desk. On the rug that would leave the marks of our passion on her fair skin.
I was a monster, but I’d never claimed not to be.
She would have to take me as I was. I wouldn’t apologize for it.
And from what I could see, she accepted who I was. It certainly didn’t stop her from falling apart under my hands and mouth.
I slammed my hand into my desk and growled. Fuck, I was…fucked.
Aslan raised a brow at me from across my office where he was charting the warehouse layout and our best plan for taking the Bernardi’s unaware. This morning, he’d come to me with intel about the Bernardi’s intention to run another drug operation through one of the Kloboucnik’s warehouses. I wanted blood, vengeance, and we would send a clear message to Enzo Bernardi this night.
“Maybe, you should sit this one out,Pakhan,” he suggested.
“Perhaps, you should recall your place,Sovetnik.”
He dipped his head, his lips compressed, but I saw a dictionary worth of words he wanted to say to me yet held back. Besides, we both knew me walking into this operation would send a clear message. I wasn’t only sending my soldiers; I was attending to this in person.
“The shipment will come in here, by water…” he went on outlining what he knew. We discussed the crew we’d take with us, how we’d corner every Bernardi who dared taint our territory and what to do with the bodies.
“Drop them on Bernardi’s doorstep.”
“You’re looking to start a war?”
“He started the war. I will end it,” I growled.
We stayed holed up in my office for the day, making our battle plan, and it was only minutes before leaving that I sought out Brecklyn. I found her in the library, curled up with one of the books I’d bought her.
Smiling, she set it aside and rose to meet me. Her expression faltered when she saw how I was dressed in black tactical gear, my com in my ear, and my weapons on clear display.
Her hands clenched together at her waist. “What’s going on?”
“I’m going out. I don’t know when I’ll be back. Sleep in my room—our room. Your things are being moved there.”
“Going where?” she asked, ignoring the rest.
I cupped her cheek and shook my head. This was something I couldn’t answer her. Leaning in, I brushed my lips over hers. “I will return to you as soon as I can.”
“Just make sure that you do.” She fisted my collar above my Kevlar vest. “I just found you.”
I chuckled. “I think it was me who found you,Moya kokhána.”
“Semantics. Be safe.”
I nodded and kissed her forehead, stepping backward and away from her. I would return to her. I’d just found my life and I couldn’t lose it now.
Aslan and I didn’t speak when we climbed into the back of one of our SUVs on the way to the warehouse. We’d spoken enough today, and now was the time for mental preparation.
