Page 51 of Broken

"Love you, Astrid."

I ended the call expecting Liam to come into the kitchen, but both he and Valentin had kept right on going. From the looks of them, something insane had happened. I wasn't sure if I should follow and opted not to and instead went to take a shower. I would check on them both afterwards. I passed by the rooms that the twins were in on the way to Liam's bedroom. I could hear them talking inside, but I didn't go in.

Turning on the water in the shower, an instant mist of steam seemed to fill the bathroom. Quickly shedding my clothes, I stepped under the water and let it cover my body. My ankle pain had eased up, which was why I had run on it earlier. It was only tingling at the moment and I figured in a day or so I wouldn't even notice it.

Even with my eyes closed, I knew the moment Liam entered the room. His eyes were roaming all over my body, whiboch was why I didn't flinch when he began to grind into me from behind.

"You ready for another punishment?"

Turning to face him, I immediately saw his arm had been stitched up. Black thread was zig zagging along his flesh. A red halo seemed to glow from the patched wound.

"Should you be getting that wet?"

He quirked an eyebrow, "I’m fine...the only thing I'm interested in getting wet is this."

His fingers had traveled without notice. I was pushed into a corner and one leg was on a ledge, giving him full access. Water still pouring down over our body, but the temperature of it had changed.

"You feel wet, Nova. Am I exciting you?"

His other hand went to my throat and pushed against the pressure points there. My breathing became ragged and hard within my own ears. Slowly he worked his finger inside of me and I bucked my hips trying to take everything he was giving me.

"Yes," I moaned.

"Little Thief...do you want me inside of you?"

"Mmmhmm." Bitting my lip, I looked up at him and smiled.

I was so extremely close to coming; my hands were on his shoulder, helping me find balance. He winced but came forward and buried himself inside of me.

"Does it feel good, Nova?" he asked.

"Yes," I replied.

He said nothing as he stroked in over and over again, burying his head into the side of my neck. The only sounds in the room were the water and our heavy panting. Finally, in a matter of minutes, we reached our peak, and he came inside of me.

My knees had grown weak, and I fell against his chest.

"Damn," I whispered, a lazy smile on my face.

"Get dressed, Nova. I'm having my driver drive you home."

His words seemed to come out harshly. It was like someone had just kicked me in my stomach and all of the air went out of my lungs. I knew my face showed my confusion, but Liam had already turned his back and had started drying off.

He tossed a towel to me.

"So, I'm no longer your prisoner?"

Liam wouldn't acknowledge me, so I wrapped the towel around me and came over to him. He was putting on fresh clothes. Had I suddenly gone and become a ghost?

"Did I do something?" I asked.

He paused. "No. Why?"

"You just got done screwing my brains out and now you're pulling aFrozen[KM1]routine on me."

I crossed my arms, waiting for an explanation.

"I am head of the Bratva, Nova. I owe no one an explanation for anything that I do." He whirled around on me, the white crispness of his button up shirt temporarily blinding me. "And that most definitely includes you."