Page 92 of Paved in Venom

He grins and pats my ass. “I wonder if it’s even half as much as I love you,” he says, kissing me again before I can argue and say it’s more.

“Did you guys get the food or did you just make out in the elevator the whole time?” Vitaly yells at us, making me laugh while Danil groans at the interruption. “We do have security cameras in there,” he says with a laugh. “I see everything.”

“Wait, are you being serious right now?” I ask him.

He just laughs while Emily and I shoot each other a horrified look. I look at Danil. “Is he serious? Do you have cameras in there?”

He scrubs a hand along the back of his neck and lets out a soft laugh. “We do, but he knows he’s not allowed to watch shit like that,” Danil says, looking over my head at his brother and giving him a pointed look.

“Did we agree on that?” Vitaly asks. “I’m not so sure I remember that conversation. Do you remember that?” he asks Lev.

“I do not,” Lev says with a grin. “I think we would’ve written that down.” He nods and adds, “Yeah, that definitely seems like something we would’ve written down and put on the fridge.”

“Exactly,” Vitaly says. “Right next to the movie-night rules.”

I can’t help thinking about the time Danil fucked me in the elevator last week. We’d been coming back from my OB/GYN appointment, and something had just come over us. He’d stopped the elevator, picked me up, and fucked me so hard I’d seen stars. Judging by the bright red color on Emily’s cheeks, we’re not the only couple who’s been taking advantage of the private elevator.

Roman laughs and kisses her flaming cheeks. “They’re just messing around. They know we’d kick their asses for spying like that.”

“They would try,” Lev says with a laugh.

Danil and I set the pizza boxes on the counter and he whispers in my ear, “Don’t worry, sladkaya. I’m the one in charge of the security cameras, baby, and I always make sure everything gets erased from the main feed.” He kisses my cheek. “No one gets to see you like that but me.”

Relieved, I start getting down plates and grabbing some drinks, ignoring the list of movie-night rules that Vitaly and Lev insisted on writing after Emily and I ganged up on them last week and made them watch a very long historical romance. Five grown men squirming and letting out heavy, pained sighs for over two hours had been a beautiful thing to see. They’d quickly come up with a list and written rule number one in all caps: NO HISTORICAL ROMANCES…EVER. I still laugh when I think about it.

Tonight it’s Matvey’s night to pick, so I’m guessing it’ll be an action-packed evening with many things being blown up. We try to do a movie night once a week, but things have been busy lately. Vitaly’s at Pink most nights, Lev’s been fighting more since David spread the word and started inviting people to watch and make bets, and they’re all preparing for the upcoming meeting with Dominic. The bullet he took ended up doing quite a bit of damage and it’s taken a lot longer for him to heal than he expected.

All in all, they’re making progress towards finding Alina, and we can all sense how close they’re getting. I know it’s only a matter of time before they find her.

After we’ve all fixed our plates, we head for the couch. Before I can sit down, Vitaly tosses the blow-up donut cushion he’d surprised me with the morning after my spanking. It bounces off my butt and hits the floor.

“Just in case,” he says with a big grin.

“I can’t believe you bought me one of these,” I tell him, still cringing with embarrassment at the memory of walking around with a sore ass in front of all of them.

He laughs while I sit down next to Danil. “Don’t lie, it helped, didn’t it?”

“It did,” I say, unable to hold back the laugh. “It really fucking did.”

Danil laughs and rests his hand on my thigh, giving me a soft squeeze.

“I just like to be helpful,” Vitaly says. “That’s what a good older brother does.”

“Much appreciated,” Danil says, “but she hasn’t stepped in front of any guns lately, so her ass is just fine.”

“Well, that’s no fun,” Vitaly mutters as Matvey grabs the remote and starts scrolling through all the options.

I settle back in against my husband while we eat our pizza and enjoy our family night together. When the movie turns out to have one of the worst endings imaginable, we all give Matvey hell for it. He takes the good-natured joking, and even goes so far as to give us a smile as he tells us all to fuck off, which is the closest thing to a hug any of us will get from him.

After we help clean up, Danil grabs my hand and leads me to bed. He undresses me slowly, taking his time, kissing every inch of me. It always amazes me how sweet he is. He can be dominating and give one hell of a spanking, but he’s always in control and everything he does is filled with the love he has for me. I feel it in every soft caress of his fingers and in every sharp smack to my ass. Tonight, though, I’m getting the sweet treatment.

When he lays me down and I wrap my legs around him, he whispers how much he loves me against my lips as he slowly slides into me, filling me to the point of pain, just like he always does, just like I need him to.

He fucks me slowly, each excruciatingly slow thrust pulling moans and whimpers from me until my whole body is shaking. I dig my nails into his back, kissing him harder, begging him with my body to give me what I need.

“Come for me, wife,” he murmurs against my lips, while he circles his hips, hitting me right where I need him to. “Show me how much you love my cock.”

So I do.

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