Page 11 of Bratva King's Secret Twins
I take out my phone and text security that a girl with big black curls and a sparkle dress will be rushing inside and under no circumstance should anyone stop her.
“You need to make your way upstairs before I fuck you in this car and then kill that valet boy for seeing you naked. Is that what you want, Gwen? You want me to take your virginity on top of a fucking corpse?”
Her body goes bone straight, her eyes wide like a doe, and she slowly shakes her head no, reaching to unbuckle her seatbelt.
“Good girl.” I lean back, crossing my hands over the painful tent of my cock and close my eyes. “Now run your little ass all the way to the top. Don’t let me catch you.”
6
NIKOLAI
I’ve never felt this way about anyone, and trust me, I’m no stranger to women, but something about Gwen - the way she controlled me in that car, the way she obeyed me in the restaurant, the ways she combats me at every turn - it turned me on in ways I never knew possible. It makes me want to possess her, make her mine.
I can’t control myself with her, but I must learn to. The future king of the Russian Mafia can’t be brought to his knees by a woman, not even a wickedly sexy woman like Gwen. I take measured steps towards the penthouse, surely giving her a hefty head start because the idea of anyone but me seeing Gwen naked makes me trigger happy.
As I enter my hotel, guards nod silently at me and nod in the direction of my squealing kitty. I walk over to the elevator; the one on the right shows she already made it to the top. A smirk tugs at the corner of my cheeks, because my smart little kitty probably thinks she made it, that she’s safe. But baby girl is so wrong.
I pressthe button for the second elevator and lean against the far wall once I enter, the coolness of the metal walls easing the heat in my skin.
This is my Kotik’s first time. A part of me is screaming that I have to be gentle, or as gentle as I can be, because no one should be fucked the way I like to on their first time. Another part of me is telling me I could fuck her the way I want and mold her pussy to my cock, make so that she never wants to fuck another because nothing will feel as good as me.
The elevator doors open and Gwen is standing in front of the door of the penthouse looking for a key in the dirt of a plant in the hallway. She has already slipped off her heels and is kneeling on the floor, just the way I wanted her. I exit the elevator and slowly start to clap.
“Congratulations, you saved that valet boy’s life.”
“I should send him a fruit basket.” She rolls her eyes and shakes the dirt off her hands.
I stalk down the hallway towards her and she gets off her knees. She tries to slip away, but my hand is already curving around her waist, pulling her into my chest.
“I couldn’t find the key. Do I at least get a consolation prize?”
“I’ll only make one of your ass cheeks red.”
Her breath catches in her throat as I press my thumb into the scanner next to the door. “No fair, there was no key.”
I push us inside the penthouse, already zipping her dress down. My fingers graze her bare back, and I groan in her ear. “No bra?”
She holds the dress with one hand, as I snake my hand aroundher to open the door, shaking her head no. “Didn’t go with the dress.”
I slam the door shut behind me with a growl and turn Gwen around so that her back rests against it; her hazel eyes shine golden with desire. I cup her face in my hands, tracing her lips with my fingers before capturing them in a biting kiss.
Her lips part, allowing my tongue access to her warm, sweet mouth. I devour her, hungry for her taste, needing more of her. She melts under my tongue, moaning in my mouth.Fuck me.I’ve never been kissed like this either. My hands slide down her body, gripping her waist as I lift her onto the entryway room table.
“God, Nik,” she moans, spreading her legs wide so I can stand between them.
I pull away from her lips, kissing down her neck. “I love it when you say my name, Kotik. It should be the only word you ever say again.”
Unable to resist tearing off the barrier of her dress any longer, with a swift yank, I tear the dress from her body, leaving her standing before me in nothing but her back lace thong and high heels, her chest heaving.
I take a step back and admire her, and she closes her thighs demurely, heat rushing to her cheeks, and I can't help but groan at the sight of her, the way her eyes meet mine. “Kotik, you will be the death of me.”
She looks at me through her eyelashes. “That good, huh?”
“You're kidding me? How did a girl like you, with a body like that, stay a virgin for so fucking long?” I lightly pull Gwen’s legs open again and step between them.
“I would never let anyone get this far,” she breathes heavily, stars in her eyes. “I guess I was waiting on you.”
The smile that spreads across my face is feral. Gwen whimpers softly, arching into my touch as I trail my fingers down the smooth skin of her back.