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“We watched the monitors all night,” Aleksandr adds. “Nothing unusual or suspicious.”

“Good work,” I tell them, checking the security footage for myself because there’s no way I can’t double-check it.

Lev leads them back to the elevator while the rest of us wait around the kitchen island. When he gets back, I tell them, “The footage looks good. I’m going to go through Tom’s computer and see if I can find anything, and I’ll start digging around to see who owns the property that Stefan mentioned and look into the names he gave.”

“After I get cleaned up, I’m going to drive over there and watch it for a few hours,” Matvey says. “See if anyone shows up.”

“I’ll come with you,” Lev says.

“I will, too, if we can stop and grab some breakfast,” Vitaly says. “I’m too revved up to sleep right now.”

We all go off in our separate directions to get cleaned up. Matvey follows me down the stairs, and before I turn to go to my room, he says, “Thanks for calling me. I know he should’ve been all yours after what he did to Simona, but I appreciate you letting me have a piece of him.”

“He hurt Alina too, brother. There was no way in hell I was going to keep you out of this. We all needed this kill, and we needed to do it together.”

He gives me a rare shoulder squeeze before nodding and walking down the hall that leads to his room. I watch him, noticing that he’s holding his head a little higher than usual. Stefan’s blood has invigorated us, reminded us how fucking close we are, and it’s made us more determined than ever.

Being careful to not make any noise, I slip into my room. She’s left the curtains open, and the sky is already light enough to give me a clear view of Simona. She’s curled up on her side, hugging my pillow with her dark hair splayed out around her. The sheet is bunched up at her feet, revealing a long, toned leg that I’d very much like to kiss from toes to ass.

I’m hard as a rock and desperate to touch her, but I won’t, not with that fucker’s blood all over me. She’s too good for that. I won’t taint her perfect, innocent body with his filth. I step into the bathroom and quickly get in the shower. The urge to jerk off is fucking strong, and I almost give in, but Simona said she didn’t want me to, so I don’t. She feels the same way I do. I’d hate it if she touched herself in the shower without me. I want to take care of her needs, just like she wants to take care of mine, and with that thought firmly in place, I finish scrubbing off the dried blood and step out of the shower.

Without even bothering to dry off, I walk into the bedroom, soaking wet and butt-ass naked, and stand at the end of the bed. Simona’s rolled onto her back, and I don’t waste any time. Getting on the bed, I grip her thighs in my hands, groaning at the feel of her soft flesh and bury my head between her legs.

Chapter 10

Simona

I wake with a start. Disoriented, I reach out for Danil, but then I hear his deep, manly groan coming from between my legs right before the wet heat of his tongue runs up my slit.

“Danil,” I moan, reaching down to touch him. His hair is dripping wet and so are the broad shoulders that I dig my nails into as he slides his tongue into me. He lets out another feral-sounding growl before he fucking devours my pussy. His fingers dig into my thighs, spreading me wider as his tongue goes deeper. I throw my head back, rocking my hips while he feasts on every part of me. He licks and sucks and nips at my skin until my whole body is shaking, and when he kisses his way to my clit and wraps his lips around me, I moan his name and come so hard my vision darkens.

He doesn’t let up. He sucks and tongues my clit, not even letting up when I become too sensitive. His name leaves my lips in fast, breathy whimpers, but still he doesn’t let up. He’s in full control, just like he was in Tom’s office, and I fucking love it. Sliding two fingers into me, he fingers me slowly while rimming my bundle of nerves with his tongue, and when I start to come again, I fist his hair and rock my hips, wanting him as close as I can get him.

By the time my body starts to come down, I’m panting and shaking and the only thought in my head is about getting him inside me. He’s lazily licking and sucking my pussy clean, savoring the taste and feel of me, and when I start to tug on his shoulders, he lets out a soft laugh. The heat of his breath hits my sensitive folds, sending another spark of pleasure through my spent body, and when I tug on him again, he lifts his head, watching me as he places a line of kisses around my clit.

“Please, Danil,” I beg, brushing aside a few strands of damp hair.

His grey eyes study me as he keeps kissing my sensitive skin. After several more kisses, he says, “You said you wanted to take it slow.”

“I changed my mind. I don’t want to wait any longer. If I’ve learned anything from all this, it’s that life is full of danger and no one is guaranteed a tomorrow. I don’t want to spend another day not knowing what it’s like to have you inside me. I want this. I want you. And I would never forgive myself if something happened to you and…” my voice starts to shake because the very idea of something happening to him is enough to destroy me.

“Baby,” he whispers, scooting up so his body is flush with mine, our faces only inches apart. “I’m not going anywhere, sladkaya, and nothing is going to happen to me. We can wait as long as you need.” He gives me a soft kiss. “There’s no pressure, no rush.”

I smile and wrap my legs around him, pulling him even closer so I can feel the hard length of him against my pussy. He grits his teeth and lets out a soft groan before I fist the back of his hair and whisper, “I don’t want to wait. I want you to fuck me.”

His body is tense, and I know he’s using every last ounce of willpower he has, but he still takes the time to cup my face and look into my eyes. “Are you sure this is what you want?”

“Yes,” I say without a moment’s hesitation. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”

“Fuck, baby,” he groans, brushing his lips over mine before slowly giving me a soft bite and then running his tongue over the stinging flesh. He kisses a line down my jaw, and when I tilt my chin up to give him better access, he groans at the sight of my exposed skin. Before going to bed, I’d looked in the mirror and seen the way the red marks were quickly turning to dark purple. I’m guessing they look even worse now. His lips are feather soft as he kisses the path of bruises. “I’m sorry,” he whispers against my skin after each kiss.

“For what?” I ask, threading my fingers through his hair. “For fingering me and giving me the best orgasm of my entire life? For letting me give you a blowjob? Or for wrapping your hands around me just like I wanted and asked you to do?” I cup his face and force him to look at me. “I wanted everything we did. I fucking loved it, Danil. I loved giving you control and knowing that you would take care of me, that you wouldn’t hurt me beyond what I wanted or could handle. You have no idea how much that turned me on, so please don’t apologize for it.”

He slowly runs his finger over my neck. “Okay, sladkaya, no more apologies. I’m not going to lie and pretend I didn’t like doing it. It was fucking amazing,” he says with a soft laugh. “And I’m not going to lie and say I don’t like knowing I’ve marked your skin, that you’re going to wear this for days, and every time you look in the mirror, you’re going to remember how you got them.”

Giving my neck another kiss, he brings his face back to mine, “But I need you to promise me that you’ll never do anything with me that you don’t want to do. I enjoyed this because I knew you did too. I would’ve hated it if you’d hated it. I’ll never forgive myself if I go too far with you.”

“I’ll tell you if I don’t like something. I promise.” I slide my hand between us and run my fingers along the length of him. “I have a feeling I’m really going to like this.”

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