Viktor: Russian Mafia Romance (Red Bratva Billionaires Book 1)

by Coco Miller

  "What's up, Tony?" I ask after Dottie shuts the door.

  "Viktor," he plops his fat ass on the chair, his face looks haggard. "There was another overdose," he says, not bothering to beat around the bush.

  "Fuck," I mutter in frustration. "What was it?" My voice is harsh from my clenched jaw.

  "Heroin."

  "Dammit."

  "It was another one of your girls."

  The table shakes when my hands slam down on it. Tony doesn't jump. His own face is shrouded in anger as well. We have worked for years to get that shit out and it seems to be back with a vengeance. In my club.

  "It was laced with some shit that would kill an elephant. They are targeting you, Viktor. The hospital has noticed an influx of heroin use coming into the ER, but it isn't a coincidence that the laced heroin is taking out your girls. Someone is after you." Tony runs his hands through his thin gray hair.

  Anger, like I've never felt, runs through me. Rage pulses over my skin.

  "Do you have any leads?" I ask.

  Tony has been investigating the drugs coming into the city, and I was hoping he was luckier than I'd been. My guys have come up empty trying to find out who is bringing this shit in my area, and I wanted to do all the legwork I could on my own before I asked for the long arm of the Bratva to get involved.

  I have a network of Bratva contacts in New York City, Los Angeles, Chicago, San Diego, San Francisco, Seattle, Detroit and back home in Russia. But if I get them involved, things will get messier before they get better. Some soldiers may question my ability to lead and try to challenge me. That's why I need to handle this myself. I'll look weak if I don't.

  "No, but we're thinking about putting in a plant to try and buy it. Maybe an agent posing as one of your strippers."

  "Let me know if you need my help." I sit up straighter. They are obviously targeting my people, but these fuckers were about to feel my wrath. I've been complacent about this whole drug thing, something I couldn't afford to be. It's time I step up.

  "That may be a good idea. Let me see what I can do. The coroner hasn't done the autopsy yet. We need to know how long she had been using before they gave her the lethal dose."

  "Who was it?" I asked, trying to think of the girls in my clubs. I haven't seen any signs of my girls being strung out, but I also haven't been in the clubs as often because of Kennedy and her distracting pussy that I wasn't getting any of anyway.

  "Jamie."

  Jamie was one of the newer girls I had hired. I had a weird feeling about her, and I should've listened to my instincts.

  "Thanks for coming in and telling me, Tony."

  Tony stands and shakes my hand before letting himself out.

  "Fuck!" I yell, pulling my Glock 17 out of the waistband of my pants. I want to kill something. I hold the black handle, running the barrel along my temple. The safety is on, the slide uncocked, but just having it in my hands relaxes me.

  "Viktor, is everything ok?" Kennedy asks, slipping in the door and closing it behind her.

  The anger I have running through me morphs immediately into lust. Her wide eyes survey the gun in my hand.

  "No, everything's not okay."

  I stalk around my desk as my eyes rake all over her body. Each place I see is where I want to place my tongue, hands, and hard cock... I wasn't picky.

  Her chest heaves as I walk toward her. I don't stop until we are toe to toe. Her breasts brush against my button-up shirt with every erratic breath, turning me on in the process. I don't want her to fear me or the gun. I just want her to want me.

  "The safety is on. I wouldn't harm you."

  "What's wrong?" she stammers, the color of her soft brown eyes drowned out by her pupils.

  "Everything," I answer her as my free hand grips her waist, bringing her whole body in contact with mine.

  "Oh."

  "You're distracting me." I lean her against the wall, my knee spreading her slim legs apart. The skirt she's wearing inches up above her thighs. I'm glad we bought this one.

  "What did I do? I've been minding my business."

  "I should be at the club more."

  "Then go there."

  Her indifference annoys me.

  "I don't need your fucking permission," I growl into her skin.

  "I'm sorry." The tip of her tongue slips out between her plump lips to wet it.

  "I don't believe you," I growl again.

  My reaction to her smell and her softness is something I can't keep in. I bring the gun to the tip of her thighs, running the barrel along her warm honey skin. Her head falls back, but she is shrouded in fear. It is hot, watching the Glock disappear up her skirt as I slide the tip along the panel of her panties, softly against her throbbing clit as she gasps. I rub along her, wanting more.

  Placing the gun back on my desk, I resume my spot in between her legs with my hand running over her heaving tits. They are too much to bear, rising and falling as she pants under my touch. I palm the swell of her tits and squeeze them together until my thumbs run across her nipples, sending her eyes closed as she moans. I need more. So much fucking more.

  I want to know what those huge tits taste like. I wanted to lick her toasty brown nipples and suck on them until she comes for me. Just for me.

  Fucking hell.

  I know I said I was going to wait for her to beg for it, but can’t a man change his mind?

  My expert mouth ruthlessly devours her plump wet lips as she cries out. Her breasts feel amazing under my palms but the shirt she is wearing is a fucking nuisance. This motherfucker needs to go ASAP.

  Aching with need, my hands grip her white button-down shirt and tear it open, casting the line of pearl buttons scattering about the floor. The only sound in the room is our breaths and the pearls as they dance and drop around our feet.

  Tearing my hot lips from hers, my mouth latches onto her nipple as soon as I pull her lacey, sexy as fuck bra down exposing them all flush with heat and desire. She arches back and silently begs with her sinful body for me to suck on her again. I palm her and mash those enormous tits together, kneading my thumbs across her wet nipples until she looks into my eyes and then I bend my head down just enough, still holding her gaze as I flick my tongue across her, then lean in and suck hard.

  She cries out.

  I pinch her taut nipple until she moans under me, then lap at her, reveling at how she squirms in delight--so pleasured by me and yet tortured by the need to come.

  "I'm gonna eat this pussy so good," I taunt.

  "Please," she moans so softly. I barely hear it.

  "Say it again."

  "Please," she begs again.

  "Louder."

  "Please, Viktor."

  There’s the begging I was holding out for.

  Hastily I move, shoving her legs back to her left shoulder with one hand as I paw at her soaked panties with my right. She is so wet. So fucking wet. Just for me. I toy with her yearning snatch, sliding my thumb under the hem of her lace until I feel her hot skin against me.

  Fuck.

  She is a dripping honey pot under me. I knew it'd be like this.

  Her moan urges me on as I plunge a finger into her tight cunt. Her sweet pussy throbs and tightens around my digit as I pump her slowly and deeply. My hand around her ankles push her pretty legs back further so I can finger fuck her even deeper, hitting the spot that makes her beg for my mercy as I play myself inside of her.

  Drawing my fingers slowly out of her I let her taste herself on me, leisurely sliding in and out of her mouth, across the pad of her tongue.

  "So sweet, aren't you?"

  She hums in total agreement for me.

  "Fuck." I place my hand back on her pussy and play with her clit until she writhes for more. I let her ride two of my fingers as she works herself so close to coming.

  I take my hand away from her cunt and fist her hair at the nape of her neck, sitting her up close to my mouth.

  "You want this dick to make you come, don't you?"
r />   "Mmm, yes."

  "Like you mean it," I remind her.

  "Yes, Viktor. Please"

  My dick pushes against my pants, wanting to be free, so it can replace my finger that is fucking her. Her petite hands rake through my hair as her legs try desperately to crawl up my body and hook me to her. She wants me in the worst way. I can tell she hasn't been fucked good and proper in forever. Maybe never.

  "Kennedy, I'm home," Terrica's youthful voice calls out. Blasting into our sex fest like a cold, bitter wind.

  "Fuck," I whisper still keeping my finger thrust inside of Kennedy.

  She giggles against my neck. I think she likes that there's a little cockblocker waiting downstairs for us. Maybe a little excited by it?

  "You're a bad girl, " I say as I wiggle my finger and she bites a spot of my skin. My finger starts pushing in and out of her as she sucks on the spot she has just bit. God, when I get her into bed it's going to be epic.

  "Viktor, Nicholai s downstairs," Dottie says from the other side of the door. "Should I have him get your bags?"

  Shit, that's right. I have a flight to catch.

  "I'll be there in a minute," I yell as I withdraw my finger with regret. "We'll finish this another time. Here." I retrieve my suit jacket and wrap it around her. I also retrieve my gun from the desk and tuck it into my waistband.

  She eyes me, her cheeks flushed. "Your gun is so big."

  "If you think my Glock is big, wait until you see the real one between my legs," I tell her as I suck on the finger that has been inside her before walking out the door.

  "I need to shower," she tells me.

  "Use this one in my office." I walk her to the bathroom inside my office, complete with a shower.

  She doesn't say a word, but she doesn't have to. Her big eyes and pouty lips are enough to know what she's thinking. She wants me to join her, and I wish more than anything I could, but Nicholai is waiting and so is Terrica.

  Well, maybe I'll watch for just a second.

  I grab her a few toiletries from the cabinets and a towel. She takes them from my hands as I follow behind her. "Wait, are you really coming inside?"

  Her question has my blood pumping to my cock now. "Yeah," I breathe out.

  And come inside is exactly what I want to do.

  "You're really going to stand there and watch me undress?"

  I step closer, enclosing us both in the bathroom. "Not like I haven't seen a naked woman before."

  She bites her bottom lip. "Yeah, but you've never seen me naked before."

  I lean close to her ear. "I have seen, felt and tasted plenty, Kennedy."

  "Ok then," she challenges. "But remember, my sister is downstairs."

  "I'm just watching."

  My dick pulses as she removes her shirt, her velvety skin on display for me. Fuck me. She hesitates before unsnapping her bra, and I move away from the show she's putting on for me and turn the water on for her.

  When I turn back around she's naked from the waist up. Her full breasts on display just for me. Her nipples are pebbled hard and poking out, and I lick my lips with the mouthwatering desire to suck each one into my mouth.

  "Keep going," I tell her.

  She does and I groan as she lowers her panties down her legs. The sight of her nude body is breathtaking. Like a piece of art. Soft skin, large, full breasts, dark zig-zag waves that drape down her shoulders.

  She is beautiful.

  And yet again my cock presses on the zipper of my slacks. This is my cue to walk out the door. I am sure Nicholai is most likely losing his shit, so I kiss her cheek.

  "I'll be home soon."

  And I exit the bathroom as quickly as I can.

  Chapter Ten

  VIKTOR

  I return home two days later in the evening. I stop in front of Kennedy's door as I stretch my neck from side to side. The smell of the club still clings to my clothes, and I need to go shower it off but the knowledge of her on the other side is way more appealing than the hot water. I've missed her and it's only been two days.

  Tonight, Tony showed up to the club just as I was trying to sneak out to get back here earlier. He'd come to tell me that he'd gotten approval to get an undercover girl in my club to pose as a stripper to try and find out who is bringing drugs back into my city. To make it look official, we needed to immediately set up an interview and plant her into the club as one of my girls. He brought her with him tonight, so I had to stay.

  My newest undercover employee, Janet, doesn't seem bothered about her newest position and has no problem jumping headfirst into her role. She hadn't been there for even an hour yet before propositioning me. I grind my back teeth together as I glare at Kennedy's door. I passed on Janet's offer. Interestingly enough it seems as if my dick only wants to rise to the occasion for the tiny spit-fire on the other side.

  My cock throbs as I remember Kennedy's tight soaked walls clenching my finger. She felt fucking amazing, and I can't wait to get her pussy around my dick. It will happen, it's just a matter of when. A low moan drifts from the other side of the wall, and there is no mistaking that moan. It is the same moan I heard when my mouth was on her nipple and my finger was twisting inside her.

  The smile that hits my face is instant. It seems as if she missed me too, and her pussy is just as eager for my cock. Yeah, that shit makes me very happy.

  With two hard knuckles, I knock on her door. The moaning abruptly stops on the other side. After a second, the rustling of covers and feet padding on the carpet fill my ears. It shouldn't sound as erotic as it did but I could have blown in my pants just hearing a comforter move.

  Kennedy cracks open the door her eyes peering through the crack, a blush painting her cheeks, her hair tousled around her face.

  "Hello," I say, smiling from ear to ear like a horny teenager.

  "Hi." The suspicious tone in her voice makes my eyebrow hike up.

  "Sorry, to bother you, but I couldn't help but hear. I figure I would offer my services. I promise my dick," I grab my hard member for emphasis, "will feel a lot better than your fingers do."

  Her eyes lower from mine and she opens the door a little wider, her nipples straining against her white tank.

  "I don't know what you're talking about," she hisses, but the breathiness in her voice isn't lost on me.

  Instead of responding to her denial, I grab her right hand and pull her toward me. Her eyes track my movements as I suck her fingers into my mouth. The tangy taste of her assault my tongue, and I want more. Her eyes roll back as I clean her fingers of the proof of what she was doing.

  "That right there is the best thing I've ever tasted. I want to taste it right from the source."

  "What makes you think I would grant you access to the source?"

  The side of her lip rises as she challenges me. It's so fucking sexy. It makes my already hard cock even harder. If that was even possible.

  "Because you want it just as much as I do." My feet move until I am inside her room and closing the door before registering that I've even moved.

  "You think so?" she asks her hands already working on the buttons of my shirt.

  "I know so."

  Her teeth sink into my nipple, the smile on her lips evident when I groan.

  "My turn."

  I pick her tiny body up and toss her on the bed. I yank off her soaked panties and throw them somewhere behind me. "Stay here," I order as I switch on the light beside the bed. I want her to see everything that I'm going to do.

  My hands circle her ankles as I drag her to the edge of the bed. With her heels on my shoulders, I bury my face in her hot, wet cunt. She coats my tongue on the first swipe, and I want more. My finger thrusts inside her as my tongue circles her pulsing clit. I'm not going to stop until she screams my name and begs me to leave her alone.

  Her hips dig into my face trying to get closer to the orgasm I am denying her. When the inside of her thighs begin to tremble, I know she's close, so I suck her clit into my mouth.

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bsp; Running my nose along her seam, she grinds her pussy against me. She is ready to come as her cries grow louder. It only eggs me on. "That's right, come on my face," I say, lifting my face to catch a glimpse of her.

  Her eyes squeeze shut, and her mouth opens wide as her hands clench her own hair. I dive back into her pussy, tongue first, and I finish her off as she screams my name over and over.

  "Viktor! Viktor!"

  I stand up, proud of myself for lighting her off like a firecracker. So, hot. So, fucking hot.

  She gets on her knees, as she licks her plush lips, making me want them desperately around my dick. Fuck, I am so hard. I palm my thick rod in my hand, pumping it slowly as she crawls closer to me.

  "I want to suck on you."

  Sweet Jesus. I can't wait. Just like a lollipop. She purrs like a kitten, a sexy as fuck minx, as she breathes softly against my raging hard-on. Her tiny fingers wrap around me, replacing my own hand.

  I growl as her lips cover the tip. She swirls her tongue in the most heavenly of circles as I fist a hand in her wavy, brown hair. Her eyes glitter with lust. A lust I'm sure mirrors my own. A lust I am becoming all too well aware of.

  I rock into her hungry mouth, as I fuck her face. She sucks greedily, her tongue twirling the tip on each turn. She's enjoying this immensely, but not as much as I am.

  When I'm ready to come, I pull her from me and bring her to her feet. Her mouth lands on mine and attacks it. I kiss her back letting her taste her own juices still on my tongue. She moans as I grab her ass and bring her back to the bed.

  I tear the condom packet I keep in my pocket and roll it on in fast forward. I need to be inside her. Waiting is not an option. Her legs wrap around me and I thrust into her.

  She cries out as I push in until my balls bounce off her ass. Her pussy clenches around my thick shaft. It's like my dick is in a vice grip. She's no virgin but pretty damn close to it.