Page 51 of Alik
Her whimpers cease, but she pants while looking at me quizzically.
“Get up,” I command, forcing myself off her as my body protests. In an hour, I might regret bringing her here. I might come to my senses and regret everything, wish I’d kicked her out without it potentially having deadly consequences for me, but right now, the idea of having her anywhere but attached to my cock, even for a moment, is unacceptable.
When she sits up, I rest my head on my pillow and take her hand to pull her on top of me. A rare smile spreads over her lips as understanding takes hold. If I didn’t enjoy it so much, I’d kiss it away.
Her palms plant on my abs, making them contract at her touch. When she lowers herself on me, engulfing me in her warm pussy, relief spreads through my tensed muscles.
“Alik,” she cries, her head tilting toward the ceiling as she starts to roll her hips.
Now I understand how she could keep her eyes open. The view of her slender body undulating, her eyelids sinking with pleasure as she fucks me, is too good to miss.
Warm bursts of dopamine hit my cells with every glide of her hips, and my firm mattress starts to feel like it’s sinking me all the way to the ground. Olive leans forward and uses myshoulders as support while moaning in my ear. They grow louder as her thrusts quicken until her nails dig into my shoulder and she rises up with a guttural cry, her jerky hips erratic as she comes.
The dopamine bursts become a tsunami that drowns every cell in my body as my hands grip her waist and I empty into her, grunting as her pussy spasms around me.
She shows me another rare, sleepy smile as she comes down from her orgasm and lowers to lay down in my arms, our sweat-slicked skin slippery against each other.
For a minute, the only sound in the room is our heavy breathing. If she could hear my thoughts, it’d be deafening.
That was … incredible.
I brush sweaty hair off my forehead and try to prepare myself to get up. I don’t know how I’m possibly going to be usefulnow, but I can’t afford to waste any more time. Nikita will be expecting me to have found Vitaly by morning, but even more than that, I’ll be surprised if I’m not the one they put in charge of handling what happened tonight.
Whatdidhappen tonight?
Why the fuck did the Bratva not wait for the Irish to do the hit?
Why did I not know about it?
If I had… I rub my hand over my eyes, brushing away the thought. I’ve been ordered to kill more brothers than I can count. One more shouldn’t suddenly elicit guilt. Although I do wish it hadn’t been Pavel.
“I have some work to do,” I announce, my body heavy with exhaustion. “Do you want me to get the light for you?”
“I can’t go to sleep.” Olive sounds as tired as I am. “I sleepwalk. Trust me, it would freak you out.”
My brow furrows as I turn my head toward her. “Are you serious?”
She bites her lip and nods.
“You can’t just not sleep.”
“I’ll be fine.” She tries to smile, but I can tell it isn’t genuine. “Actually, I’m relieved to have my sketchbook back. I’ve been wanting to draw you nude since forever, and now I can finally get everything, you know…” She gestures to my dick while her lips twitch. “Accurate.”
When she meets my eyes, I can tell she’s hoping for a laugh, but I don’t even smile. She’s acting odd. Not in an Olive kind of way, but in an ‘I’m lying to you,’ kind of way.
She’s cute. She’s always cute, even when she lies. And I’m very much looking forward to crawling into bed with her as soon as I possibly can and will be happy to play games with her later.
But right now, I can’t have her stalling bedtime. I have way too much work to do.
“Okay.” I nod. “Sure.”
She slowly untangles herself from my bed while I get up and go to the kitchen, wasting no time preparing her a glass of water with the same tranquilizer I knocked her out with before, only much less of it. Just enough to get her to sleep.
I clean up the broken glass, guzzle some water, and wait another five minutes until she’s passed out at the table, a few lines drawn in her sketchbook.
When I get her into bed, the blanket pulled to her chin, I spend just a minute staring at her peacefully sleeping form.
With a kiss to her forehead, I stand and shut off the light.