Dmitri pulls into a secluded alleyway by an automobile shop. Killing the engine he turns to face me and he starts to drum his fingers on the dashboard in a galloping motion.Right off the bat, I know he wants to question me about the previous little outburst I displayed after the announcement on the radio, but he isn't quite sure how to address it without hitting a nerve.So, I decide to bite the bullet and put us both out of our misery. "You know I didn't mean what I said back there on the highway, right?" His eyes slightly narrow as he clenches his jaw. "What part printsessa? You spat out a line full of surprising things back there?" He says in a hoarse tone."About me being a virgin. I've slept with my fair share of men, so... I'm not as innocent as I make out to be." I giggle with embarrassment as I lie through the skin of my teeth.He sighs with his brows pinching together, and he reaches out to me cradling one side of my face in his hand. "That's quite disheartening to hear if
I enter the motel room after Dmitri, as he holds the door wide open for me. I eye the room up noticing that it isn't anything lavish like I am used to. I don't want to sound like a spoiled princess, but this place could do with a serious facelift and I'm getting the jitters just by looking at the mismatched bedspread. "It's just for tonight." Dmitri feels the urge to remind me as if he could hear my thoughts. "We have to lay low and spend what money we have wisely." I turn around to face him and I nod my head. "You're the boss." He crosses the room and dumps our bags on the lazy boy that's been pushed into a corner. "I'll sleep on the floor and you can have the bed." He offers while rubbing the back of his neck. "You wanna order us something to eat while I jump in the shower?" "Pizza?" "With extra cheese and -" "And hot sauce." I finish his sentence after cutting him off. A smirk rises on the corners of his mouth. "You still remember?" "I remember a lot of things about y
DMITRIS' POINT OF VIEW...Her fuck-me look kept me red-lined constantly. The hint of her innocent teasing captivates me. It urges me to do everything wicked and raw to her until she completely surrenders to me. Electricity ripples between us and the instinctive recognition that our souls have been crafted to find one another is perfect. As she presses her lips against mine, I crush her to me loving the way her back instantly arches in my embrace. The feel of her lips against mine and the unmistakable possessiveness in her actions is precisely what I need after a day like today."Mine..." The words exit my lips in a possessive manner that stuns me to my core. She's kissing me as if I'm the most delicious thing she's ever tasted, a distinct flavour that she craves and is helplessly addicted to.The emotions are heady and it's become necessary.I'm going to live for her kisses.Tilting her head, she moans into my mouth, creating beautiful, sensual symphony sounds of pleasure and sur
As we stand beneath the showerhead's hot, flowing water, we are engulfed by the translucent mist that is floating in the bathroom.I dip my chin feeling more relaxed than I have in a long time. It feels like a good chunk of the weight I've been lugging around with me has gotten lighter, or it could conceivably be the way Dmitri is washing my back in a circular motion with a face cloth that is making me moan."You like that, moya lyubov'? [My love?]" He asks me in a husky tone, pressing his hot lips against the hard ball of my shoulder."I do," I breathe out. "Who knew having someone wash your back would feel like little angel's feet, dancing up and down your spine." "Little angel's feet, hmm? Wish I had the pleasure to know what that feels like too." He says with amusement and I can sense him smiling which seems to be infectious as a smile tugs at the corners of my mouth too.I turn around and face him, blinking through the droplets of water as I study his handsome face. He hasn't c
An unexpected flash of light stirs me from my deep slumber. Blinking, I brush a hand over my sleepy eyes to see that the curtain has been pulled wide open for the sunshine to kiss my face. Dmitri walks toward me with the sun glistening upon his half-naked body. "Good morning, krasivaya. [beautiful.]" He whispers, sinking to his knees next to me beside the bed with a coffee in his hand. "I didn't want to wake you when I got back last night. You looked so peaceful that it physically hurt." I smile, "What time is it?" I look at the clock on the wall and realise it is nine in the morning. "You were only meant to be gone for a few hours?" I remember the last time I looked at the clock, it was just after midnight. I must have dozed off as I waited for him to return. He presses his lips against the hardball of my shoulder. "It took a lot more convincing on my behalf to set up the sit-down." Guilt pierces my soul. Dmitri never ceases to amaze me. He woke me up with sunlight rather
Walking across the carpark with a new purpose and determination, my boots click against the pavement creating a glorious beat with each stride I take. Rubbish lines the path leading to the front of the club and it billows around us. My hair blows in the cool night's breeze gently grazing my cheek as we draw closer to the mob of anxious people just dying to get inside. Dmitri slides his hand in mine, with the distasteful sound of silence that lingers between us as we are both apprehensive about what the night entails for the pair of us. Lifting my hand to his mouth, his lips graze my knuckles sending a ripple of chills up my spine. "You look fucking beautiful, printsessa. I don't know how I'm going to keep my fists to myself while we are inside." He confesses in a hushed tone. "All eyes will be on you the moment we enter the door, if you want to leave, tell me now and we will." I chuckle, "Maybe I should have filed my claws back, because I have a feeling all eyes will be on you t
He runs the flat surface of his tongue over his upper lip as he rubs his chin. A devious smirk tugs at the corners of his mouth and he drops his hand from his chin and points it at me. "You are sitting in my chair." He states firmly with his eyes drilling into mine. "And you are wasting my time." I snap back, picking up the packet of gum on his desk, and I shove a piece into my mouth. "But first, I want to know what you are doing with Dmitri?" Konstatin raises his chin, peers down at me from the tip of his nose, and braces his hands in front of him. "He is not required here. This sit-down was set up for you and me; Volkov blood." He snarls with displeasure as he speaks of Dmitri. I discard my feet from his desktop, and I lean forward glaring deep into his annoyingly familiar eyes. "If anything happens to him..." He scoffs, cutting me off. "You will erase me from the face of the planet? That is such a cliche Wolf threat right there." He chuckles acidly. I pop my gum in my mout
With unstable hands, I pull out the phone Dmitri had slipped inside my leather jacket as we entered the club. I bite the bullet and call the one person I know who will still drop everything to come to my rescue at the drop of a hat. Even if he despises himself for it in the end. Inhaling a shaky breath with my eyes never swaying from Dmitri, I press the phone to my ear and pray to the Gods that the son-of-a-bitch answers. "Hello?" He answers on the second ring in a clipped tone. The words, "I need you," are all I'm able to utter at the moment. The plea that departed between the grim lines of my mouth only seconds ago, sounded like three very simple and harmless words. But these three words, to someone like me, at a time like this, are effortlessly blurring the lines between life and death. "Please." I implore, biting back a sob. He grunts, "I'm on my way." And instantly, I hear his car door slamming in the background. The second the light comes back on in the office, I yank o