Page 15 of Pregnant Bratva Hostage (Dubrov Bratva #17)

Tania is giggling and holding onto me for balance as we walk back home, crossing the park in the cool evening air. The party was fun; it went on late, and we were some of the last people to leave. She was having so much fun, I didn’t want to take her away from it all.

With everything I’ve learned about her, I don’t think she’s ever experienced life like this, or family like mine.

She’s humming and playfully taking double steps around rocks and grass tufts.

“Did you have fun tonight?” I ask, grinning at her. I already know she had fun. It’s the most I’ve seen her smile, and with such a gorgeous smile on her face, she is more radiant than ever.

“They are all so amazing, I wish I had sisters and brothers.” She grins at me with a sparkle in her eye.

I watched her with my family, talking to them, getting on with my sisters, her and Rose laughing with Jade and Aly.

It was an unexpected pleasure to see a beautiful girl, whom I brought to a family event, interacting with them all and enjoying herself.

I never bring girls to family events—or any events for that matter. I prefer to be alone, picking up a girl if I’m in the mood for a little fun. Nothing serious. Nothing that would interfere with my life or take up my time.

I grab her around the waist as she tries to jump over a little stream and almost stumbles.

“My hero.” She covers her mouth and hides her laughter.

The problem is, this girl came into my life and I’ve been enjoying a lot of things about her.

Things I shouldn’t be enjoying. Her company has become the highlight of my day, and honestly, it’s messing up all of my plans.

It’s interfering with a lot of things in my life.

I’m not even interested in looking at other girls lately—they’ve completely lost their appeal to me.

It’s a problem. But most specifically, she’s messing up my revenge plan against Boris Krolik.

We walk up the steps towards my mansion together, and Tania is humming a song I don’t know. She reaches out and takes my hand as though it’s the most natural thing in the world.

“Have you got any plans for tonight?” she grins, a mischievous sparkle in her eyes.

“We just got back from a party,” I stammer, realizing what she’s hinting at. I wasn’t prepared for this.

“Mm. But I was thinking about maybe having a little after the party, party.”

I chuckle. “I think you need to go to bed before you do something you regret.”

“Pffft.” She laughs. “You only live once.”

She wobbles a bit on the stairs, and I scoop her up into my arms to carry her to her bedroom. She’s drunker than I thought she was.

“You’re so strong,” she whispers, running her hand over my bicep. She slips her fingers beneath the collar of my shirt to pull it away from my neck. “You have so many tattoos,” she whispers, tracing her fingers over the dark ink on my skin. Her touch is sending a thrill of excitement through me.

My cock stirs at the thought of being with her.

She bites her lip and nuzzles her face into my neck. Her kiss against my skin almost has me losing control.

“Tania,” I mutter, half closing my eyes as I reach the top of the landing leading to her bedroom.

“Mm,” she replies.

I walk into her room and let her slide down my body, her feet back on the floor.

“You should get some sleep,” I say tightly, not wanting to walk away.

“Play with me,” she whispers. My heart races, and my control wavers.

“Oh my fuck, you have no idea—” I mutter, gently pushing her away. “You’ve had a lot of pink drinks tonight, darling.”

She runs her hand down my chest, slowly letting it drift towards my cock. I grab her wrist, and she giggles, fighting me.

“Come to bed.” She grins, stepping away from me and clumsily pulling her dress over her head. She’s not wearing a bra. Her breasts bounce free, full and creamy. Her little lace panties are gorgeous. My eyes explore her perfect body, the curves and softness that I am desperate to touch.

I groan and let her pull me towards the bed. My cock is so hard it's uncomfortable.

She throws the blankets back and wiggles beneath them.

I let her pull me into her bed too, kicking my shoes off as I climb in next to her, tugging my shirt off and throwing it aside.

You can’t sleep with her, Ark. She will hate you for it in the morning.

Tania shifts close to me and starts brushing her hands over me. Her eyes are wide as she looks up at me.

I grab her and turn her so that her back is towards me, her ass pressing against my cock. She moans softly.

“Close your eyes, darling. Go to sleep,” I whisper in her ear.

“Please stay with me,” she whispers back.

“I will.”

Everything in me is screaming to fuck her. Even as I feel her relax against me, her breathing becomes softer and more even, I still want to fuck her.

I’ve never in my life just slept next to a woman before. This is new to me.

Despite the raging desire pulsing through me, it feels good to hold her, to smell her, to feel her warmth against me. It’s an intimacy I’m not accustomed to.

I close my eyes and eventually fall asleep as well, acutely aware of how amazingly her body fits against mine.

***

In the morning, I wake up with bright light spilling through the window. For a moment, I’m confused because it’s coming from the wrong direction, but then I remember that I’m in her bed, not mine.

Reaching out, I search for her beneath the blankets, but she’s not here.

I prop myself up on my elbows. Where is she?

“Tania?” I call out but get no answer.

Maybe she’s making us coffee. I could definitely do with a coffee. I should have had water last night before climbing into bed.

I chuckle. I guess I was a little distracted.

Once I’m up, I stretch my arms back and roll my neck to the side. I need a shower; maybe I should do that before coffee. I head into her bathroom and look up just as I walk through the door.

She squeaks in fright, walking straight into me, a fresh white towel wrapped around her otherwise naked body. Her hair was dripping wet, hanging down her back.

She stares at me, her lips parted, her eyes wide.

I stare back, warning myself not to do what I’m thinking about doing.

My eyes trace over the delicate curve of her collarbone, glittering with water. Her slender neck, her perfect jaw line, and those beautiful, full lips.

Her eyes study my tattoos, the detailed image of a panther that curves around my torso, over my ribs, and across my back, connecting to the snake over the left side of my neck.

She bites her lower lip.

Her eyes glimmer as they meet mine.

She moves, and the towel drops a little lower down her body. She tilts her head.

I can’t take it.

I can’t resist her for a second longer.

Taking one confident step towards her, I pull the towel off her body and tug her into my arms. She gasps as my lips crash into hers. I lift her and step back into the shower, not caring that I’m still wearing my pants.

Reaching behind her, I switch on the water, letting the heat spill over both of us. She grabs at my pants, tugging them open to free my cock. I groan as she wraps her hand around my cock and squeezes gently.

Tilting her chin up towards me, I kiss her again, lifting her, forcing her to hold onto me, I press her back against the tiled wall and kiss her with even more force.

She digs her nails into my shoulders and rocks her hips back and forth.

My cock is between her legs, and she brushes over her pussy. Her perfect body is in my arms.

I let my hands drift down her sides, wrapping them around her ass, pulling her cheeks apart. I move my cock back and forth over her. She moans that sweet, beautiful sound of hers.

“I love that sound,” I whisper against her ear. “I love hearing you enjoying yourself.”

Tania tilts her head back, exposing her neck to me. I lick my tongue over her wet skin.

“Please, fuck me,” she gasps, trying to move her hips in such a way that I slip inside her.

I chuckle. “How badly do you want my cock, darling?”

“Very,” she says softly.

“You’ll have to wait, because I want to taste you first.”

I lift her higher, pushing her onto the wide shower shelf next to an exotic fern, bright green leaves hanging down the tiles behind the stream of water.

I grab her thighs and push them apart, and she gasps as I push my face between her legs, wrapping my lips over her clit. I dance my tongue across her soft skin, writing letters as I move. She moans loudly and threads her fingers through my hair, pushing my face harder against her sweetness.

I push my hand between her legs, rubbing my fingers across her pussy, then slipping them inside her as I gently suck her clit.

She gasps again, tilting her hips forward as I push my fingers deeper into her. “Oh,” she cries out, pulling my hair.

I chuckle, my mouth still over her, my lips vibrating against her.

She tastes incredible, and the more I lick her, the harder my cock is getting. It’s aching to be inside her, to experience the same warmth my fingers are experiencing, to slide in and out of her perfect little pussy.

Tania’s leg shakes, and she accidentally kicks the shower handle, pushing it all the way to the cold side.

Both of us scream as cold water blasts onto us.

I crack up laughing, reaching to quickly turn it off. She’s giggling, her hand over her mouth, her cheeks pink.

“Well, that did nothing to calm me down,” I muse, my eyes savoring every inch of her.

I pull her off the shelf and into my arms, turning away from the shower, carrying her out and into the bathroom.

She helps me peel off my wet pants before I pick her up again and carry her to her bed, gently laying her down on the blankets.

She spreads her legs wide for me as I crawl over her, using my hips to push her thighs apart.

My cock presses against her pussy, and her lips part, a soft gasp escaping them.

I push forward and my cock slips inside her, just a bit, slowly—teasing her and enjoying her reaction.

Tania’s breathing gets faster, heavier, as she reaches for me to pull me further into her. I hold back, stronger than her; I’m the one in control here.

“Please,” she whispers, begging me.

It breaks me, and I thrust forward. Her body jolts, and she cries out in pleasure as my cock plunges deep inside her.

“Oh fuck,” she whispers. “You’re massive.”

I smirk and slowly pull out. “Are you okay, darling?” I ask, rocking forward again.

She gasps and breathlessly replies. “I’m better than okay.” The naughty smile over her lips makes me push harder this time.

She digs her nails into my side and tilts her head back.

I slide out and slam into her, moving faster.

Our bodies dance together as I fuck her. I’ve waited so long for this. I’ve been holding back while all the time she’s been wanting this.

And now that I finally have her perfect body trapped beneath me, I plan to make her scream in pleasure. I want to feel her pussy exploding over me.

Tania lifts her legs, and I grab her ankle, setting it on my shoulder as I continue to plunge into her. I lift her body and shove a pillow just under her ass to arch her hips towards me.

She moans in pleasure as I push even deeper at this new angle.

She rocks upwards to meet me each time I thrust forward, and we move in rhythm together.

When I’m closing to coming, I pull out of her and roll her onto her stomach. She giggles and wiggles her ass at me, and I slap it.

Tania arches herself towards me and positions myself behind her with my legs on either side of hers, pinning hers together, locking her in place.

I push my cock into her again, and she cries out.

I lean over her and wrap my hand around her throat, tilting her head backwards and fucking her even harder than before.

It doesn’t take long before her body begins to shake as my cock curves against the perfect spot inside her.

She is moaning constantly, gasping for breath, and digging her fingers into the blankets, pulling at them as I fuck her faster and faster.

My hips slam into her ass cheeks, and my cock plunges deep inside her.

Her legs are shaking so much she can barely stay still.

When the orgasm hits her, she screams, pushing herself against me.

I feel every throb of her pussy as it waves through her. Pulsing over me, soaking me in her pleasure.

In a few more thrusts, I explode as well, groaning loudly as the weight of my body forces me deep inside her.

Tania is lying beneath me, breathing heavily. I roll off her and pull her with me, curving her back against my chest again. I brush my fingers over her cheek, moving her hair away from her face.

I trail kisses over her neck, and she closes her eyes for a moment.

Once we’ve caught our breath, I ask, “Do you want coffee and maybe a toasted bacon and avocado sandwich?”

“Oh my word, you read my mind,” she says with a smile.