by T. L Smith
“I can’t hear you purring yet, kitten.” He pushes harder then he leans forward, his mouth touching me.
“Just fucking use your tongue.” I don’t recognize my own voice, I’m so damn needy.
“Naughty kitty.” This time it’s him that purrs on my very own pussy as he licks me, making my knees weak as he does so. Each lick and thrust of his fingers take me to that high, then before I go to speak again, a scream rips through my lips as the orgasm hits me hard. He doesn’t let me fall as I close my eyes and drop my head backward. I ride the wave, it’s beautiful and freeing.
Then his cock is in me. Thrusting and making me build again. My legs are picked up, my back is now against the wall as he slides in and out of me. My nails dig into him, he doesn’t care just slaps my ass hard, as I start moving along with him. He pins me with his eyes, he always does, like he’s looking in, trying to find something. He has it all, though, and all I have to give is his right now. I’m not sure what else he wants.
“I love you,” I scream. The words slip from my lips, I didn’t mean them to. But now it’s out for the world to hear, including Anton.
He comes, slowing his movements and holding onto me, not letting me go. The door opens, and I scream. Anton laughs, and Raven shrieks loudly.
“Fuck, Sam! You couldn’t have at least taken it to the kitchen so you could hear me coming,” she says, walking back out the door.
“Sorry,” I yell while pushing Anton back, so I can get down. He doesn’t let me go. “I have to clean up.”
He shakes his head. “We need to talk.”
I shake my head, pushing back on him. He lets me go so I can get down. “Later. Now I need to go and get dinner. Move.” He doesn’t listen. Instead, he starts walking up the stairs to my bedroom with me in his hands. I smile despite myself, despite my heart breaking just a tiny bit for him not saying he loves me back.
“Stop overthinking it,” he says as he puts me down.
Shaking my head, I reach for new clothes, pulling them on fast. When I turn around, he’s standing there already dressed.
How did he manage that so fast?
“Come on, I’ll drive.” I follow him to the car. He opens the door for me as I climb in. When he’s in the car, I ask him something I’ve wanted to know for a while now.
“What exactly is it that you do?” He pulls out from my new apartment and starts driving my car.
“I’m not sure if I want to tell you. It may scare you.”
I roll my eyes. “Just tell me. I’m already in too deep as it is.”
He laughs at my words. The truth is that what I just said is the truth. I’m afraid no matter how evil he may be, I will still love him.
“I do whatever it is Kazier needs. If that involves killing his enemies or gunrunning or the black market, I do it.” His voice softens with each word. “Did I stun you, kitten.”
“Black market?” I ask, confused.
“Yes, precisely where Jamie’s organs are right now. Sold to the highest bidder.”
“You sold his organs?”
Anton nods his head. “It makes us a lot of money.”
“Wow, okay,” is all I can say. “And this is a family business?”
“Generations before us. We are the new generation, and our kids will take over from us.”
“Your kids…” I stay, stunned. That means if I were to have one of his children, if that’s something I want, then that kid would go into the life he’s in with no questions asked.
“Yes, it’s a good life, kitten. It’s not as bad as you imagine it to be. Support and family is all I’ve ever had… ever known. Yes, my father was never there, but that’s okay, my family was big enough. My mother was enough.” He stops at the shops, and I get out without waiting for him. As I start walking in, he catches up quickly while I try to process everything he’s just told me.
“Mafia,” I say under my breath.
“Bratva,” he corrects. “It’s a good life if you can survive it.”
My eyes bulge. “How would you feel about your child trying to survive it?”
“Oh, that’s easy, I don’t want kids,” he says with a shrug, and my stomach drops. Then I spew all over the aisle of the shopping center. “What’s wrong, Sam?”
‘I’m pregnant, five months to be exact. It’s yours.”
He stands, shaking his head, and I feel the loss of his touch straight away. Someone comes running over to help with the clean-up, and I apologize profusely.
Anton stays quiet the whole time. He leans down then lifts me up and carries me, as if I’m a baby, out of the store and to the car. He places me on the hood of the car and starts pacing. Back and forth. He looks back to me then touches his pocket.
“I need your phone.” I give it to him without hesitation and he dials. “She’s pregnant.” He looks back to me then to my stomach. “Yes, you fucking idiot, it’s mine.”
My heart jumps, I only just found out. With the check-up from the hospital, I didn’t want it to be true. I wanted more time… for me. But time isn’t what I’m getting.
“Anton.”
He ignores me, listening on the phone. “What the fuck? I don’t know. How were you when you found out? Should I be jumping for joy? What’s the right way? I never wanted kids.”
“Anton…” I say louder, and he turns to face me. “I can hear you. I’m sitting right here.” He looks at me like I’ve lost my mind.
“I know…” he listens again on the phone. “Yes, she’s in front of me.” Then he scrunches his nose as he pulls the phone away from his ear.
“I’m not asking you to be a part of anything.”
He shakes his head then walks back to me, lifting me up from the hood of the car, carrying me to the car, opening the door and placing me in.
“I can walk.”
He shuts the door, and his walk is slow as he shifts around to the driver’s side. He starts the car and begins driving. No one speaks, only silence fills the car. Then we arrive back to my apartment with no food.
“I’m going to borrow your car.”
I nod my head, getting out, and he drives off.
“Sam, did you tell him?” Raven’s voice shocks me.
When I turn around, she and Elina are standing on the steps.
“Tell him what?”
“Those Smirnov boys suck at surprises. Word of warning, they don’t know how to handle them.”
“So I worked out,” I mumble, walking up the stairs and they follow behind me.
“So what was the surprise?” Elina asks.
“I’m pregnant.”
Elina stands taller, how’s that possible? “Wow.”
I scrunch my eyebrows at her. “You acted the same way he just did. You sure you aren’t related to them?” She sits down at the counter while I look through the fridge. I really am hungry.
Raven runs out to answer the knock on the door as Elina looks at my belly.
“No, though I’m not sure I ever want one.”
“Really? Kazier doesn’t want a son for his legacy?”
She shrugs. “He would be happy with just me his whole life and no sharing.”
I like that, I like that a lot.
“Yeah, well… I don’t even know what he thinks. Although, he did say he doesn’t want kids.”
The smell of food hits me, and Raven walks in holding a bag from the restaurant I work at. Reaching for it, I open it—steak and veggies, which makes my stomach growl loudly.
“Who bought this?” I ask, pulling out a piece of broccolini and biting into it.
“Anton, with instructions to feed you.” She shrugs her shoulders. “Seems even though he may not seem happy, he still cares.”
I look to Elina. “He probably went to Death’s.”
“He was on the phone to someone,” I pull out my cell phone, showing Elina the number.
“Yep, advice… they have a secret bromance that neither of them wants to admit to.” She laughs as do I, because I think she’s righ
t. They secretly love each other.
“I’m pregnant,” I say again, the shock still there. “What if I suck? What if I suck as bad as my parents did? I don’t want my kids to be Bratva.”
Elina laughs. “One thing you need to know… once you’re Bratva, you’re protected through every aspect you can imagine. Especially, being associated with one of the top four.” She smiles, and it calms my nerves but only slightly.
Chapter 27
Anton
Death’s a dick, no other word to describe him. He shrugs his shoulders, telling me to go and be a man, that I love her, so having a child with her will only make my connection stronger. I flip him off, and he shakes his head, sitting opposite me.
“Go back to her. You left, you fuckhead.”
“I crashed,” I say, holding my head between both hands. “I fucking crashed, and now I can’t get back up.”
“But do you want to?” he asks me.
I lift my head up. “I don’t. I don’t want to escape the crash, I want to stay in the destruction. All the way until my heart doesn’t beat anymore.” He leans in close, his eyes seemingly more dark.
“Then go to your fucking woman and tell her. Stop being a bitch, you bitch.”
I smile. “You love me,” I tease while standing.
“Fuck off.”
“That’s just your language of love for me.”
He shakes his head. My name is called loudly, so we both turn to see Kazier walking in. Fuck. I forgot about leaving him.
“You…” He grabs hold of my shirt, his face furious. Viktor walks in behind him, ready to pull him off if need be. “You fucking left me for dead,” he screams in my face.
“I killed them all.”
“Except one,” he spits.
I look back to Death. “Is he not in your basement?” I ask him, then turn back to Kazier who releases my shirt. But he’s fast, he turns and slams his fists straight into my stomach, making me drop to the ground.
“He is after I finished burning him alive with acid,” Kazier says. He shakes his hands off. I try to stand up from the floor but he turns again, knocking me straight back down and giving me a hard kick to the ribs.
“I protected you, then I had to leave,” I say, looking around, my voice wheezy from the loss of breath. “She had to come first.”
He nods his head. “Go and fucking fix it with her, or fucking leave her. Because I won’t have your head everywhere like that again.” He steps away now, letting me get up. Then he turns back to me. “Think of this as a family loyalty pass. You know the rules, you know who we are. You left, even if you killed them, you left. If it was one of my other men they would be ten feet under right now, be thankful I didn’t kill you this time. Be very fucking thankful.”
“Fixing it,” Viktor says, holding the phone and passing it to Kazier who listens. He hangs up then looks to me.
“Congratulations,” they both say at the same time, Kazier and Viktor both smiling.
“Fuck you,” I say, while pushing past them.
“Watch your language around the kids,” Death teases as I walk out the door.
“Go and suck on a fucking donkey’s dick, you ass.” Walking out, Pollie pauses down the stairs. “Except you, Pollie.”
“Thank you, Anton,” she replies, then three sets of laughter follow me as I limp out the door holding my stomach.
***
When you think how your life will turn out, it never is exactly the way you had planned. I never intended to fall in love. To see someone and know at that moment I had to have her, plus more and more of her. I didn’t understand when it happened, and it’s taken me a while to comprehend that I finally have it. Sam is stuck in my veins. Somewhere deep inside there she’s been injected without my permission, but now I can’t remove her, nor do I want to.
Pulling up to the house, Elina is walking out as I get out of the car and she smiles.
“I softened the blow for you… you’re welcome.”
She did, if Kazier hadn’t spoken to her, I would probably be black and blue by now.
“She’s calmed down a bit. Best advice… give her an orgasm, it will help.” Her laugh is evil as she keeps on walking down the stairs.
Stepping into the house, I hear her voice coming from the kitchen and Raven is next to her.
“Raven, can you give us a few hours?”
She nods her head and grabs her bag, then walks out.
Sam is eating as she sits on the counter watching me. “What do you want, Anton?” Her voice sounds almost distant.
“I crashed, Sam, I fucking crashed. The same time you did. It took me longer, just a little longer than you to admit it.”
She looks at me, stunned. The fork falling from her hand.
“The baby,” she says, touching her belly. Tears start dripping down her face. I rush to her side thinking something’s wrong. She covers my hand with hers over her stomach. How did I not notice? Especially her tits, her nipples are popping from her bra. “It’s kicking.”
That’s when I feel the slightest flutter, nothing much, just a tiny movement. Stepping between her legs, I pull Sam to me and her legs wrap around me.
“So you love me?” she asks, still with a wet face and her eyes glassy. “My playboy loves me.” A soft smile touches her lips.
“Yes. Yes, he does,” I say, pulling her to me.
“Fuck me, then.” She leans forward, biting my lip between her teeth. I feel between her legs and notice she has nothing on under her dress. I love it when she makes it easy, so I can have her when I want her without the worry of clothes between us. Pulling down the front of her dress, her tits escape and my mouth covers one. She arches with her hand in my hair and her legs lift around my waist. I lick, suck and bite, paying particular attention to one before moving to the next. Her hand goes straight for my trousers, pulling my cock free and sliding forward. She gasps as she drops herself onto me, her mouth coming back to mine, breathing me in.
What are you meant to do when someone consumes your soul? You give them the reins and hope to God they don’t suck the last drop from you.
“I love you,” I breathe into her. She breathes back into me filling my lungs with her air, the only air that I will ever need again.
How did I become this guy?
She collapses onto me, both spent but relaxed.
“We’re having a baby, Anton. Does it scare you?”
I stand up pulling her hair away from her face to look at her, her dark eyes looking for truth, so that’s what she will get.
“Yes, it fucking terrifies me. Fuck! I still need my own mama.”
She laughs at me. “That’s because you can’t cook.” She continues to laugh. “Lucky, I can,” she says, followed by a wink.
“Wait till she finds out, you’ll be moving in before you know it.”
She shakes her head. “I want to stay here, I want to stay with Raven.”
“Fuck, she can move in, too,” I say, kissing her lips.
“Do you think it’ll last?” Her hand touches her belly as she looks up to me with worried eyes.
“Yes, without a doubt I think it will.”
She smiles, and it makes me happy.
Voices start yelling, so I pull out of her and push her dress back up into position and then tuck my cock into my pants.
Everyone walks in, Kazier, Viktor, Freya, Pollie, Death, and Elina, followed by Alyona and Raven who are holding bottles of wine.
Freya looks to Raven’s hands with the wine and shakes her head. Then pulls out the vodka. “Let’s celebrate.”
Helping her down from the counter, she slides in between my arms turning around, and I decide that’s where I will keep her, for a very long time.
Because she’s all I will ever need.
THE END
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Table of Contents
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
