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Most of my dreams were horrific, I was filled with the angst of being back at that club. Being drugged and dragged into a cage. But each time my nightmare would end with Sergei. He stepped in each time to rescue me. I wiped the sweat from my brow as my heartbeat returned to its normal rhythm.

I felt his presence a couple of times during my sleep, and it soothed me. Now, after getting some much-needed sleep, even though it was haunted, I felt better. Laying back I vaguely remember Sergei coming in. I think he was in here a couple of times though. But I remember him standing by the door saying something.

Rubbing at the small bump on the side of my head, Caleb's face returned to my mind. His ugly smirk and stained teeth were clear as day as he laughed at me. Seeing this image in my mind made me shiver. He was the evil of my nightmares. I shook my head to clear my thoughts.

I no longer wanted to remember them or the events of the night. This was one of the reasons I tried to stay clear of Bratva. I knew there were evil dangers out there. I just never thought I would get pulled into it.

As I shook my head, I noticed the awful pain had also subdued. My head no longer throbbed as it had been sliced open. This was a good thing, I told myself as I rubbed down my arms and my legs to get the chill out of them.

Getting up, I glanced around. Most of the bags were lying scattered on the floor. Sergei might have chucked them when he brought me in, I thought. The sound of water once again came to my attention as I tried to make sense of everything.

Listening to the running water, I realized it must be the shower. I looked at the closed bedroom door and then the open bathroom door. Sergei must in the shower, I thought. One way or another, I was determined to forget the horrid things and people. The events trying to stick to me needed to be washed away, I whispered to the room. As I listened to the running water, my mind filled with ideas on getting rid of my nightmares.

Sergei made me feel safe and assured me that I would hold on to him, I thought to myself as I slowly made my way across the room to the bathroom. As I moved, I tried to be as quiet as possible. I needed to be sure it was indeed him in the shower. Peeking around the door, I saw him standing there in the shower.

I didn’t know who else I expected as I was sure his home was a fort. The shower door was only halfway closed, and he was standing with his back towards me. I slowly entered as quietly as possible and watched him for a bit.

His dark-tanned skin was a dazzling wonder, highlighting his brute and well-defined muscles. I didn’t even try to stop my eyes from wandering. I felt my mouth filling with water as I scanned him. My eyes moved down his distinct shoulders to his waist. Following the path further I locked onto his gorgeous ass. Firm and round, thoroughly shaped to fit his carved body.

As he lifted his hands to rinse his hair, I could see the lines forming across his back. The muscles bulged out effortlessly with his formed shape. An intense desire to run myfingers across his body filled me. I felt a heat rising between my legs as I watched him.

Sergei was as gorgeous as he was caring. He appeared gentle with all his clothing on, seeing him now naked. He looked like a god. Realizing I needed him to forget the ugly faces, I stepped closer As I undid the zip on the side of the dress. Sergei glanced over his shoulder at me, gathering I was there.

“I’m so very sorry,” he started as he turned toward me. “I didn’t want to leave you alone, so I decided to use your shower. Sorry, I will get out …” His words trailed off as I smiled and slipped the dress off.

Sergei’s eyes widened as the dress fell to the floor in one swift movement and my body was exposed. He stood like a statue fixated on me. His eyes sparkled as a grin touched his lips. His hands flopped down to his sides. Slowly, I push my thumbs into the sides of the panties and slide them down my legs. Stepping out of them I could see the awe in his eyes.

His mouth opened but no words came out as I walked closer. Sergei opened the shower door, and I stepped inside with him. He simply stood there as if in a trance. I smiled up at him as his grey eyes fogged over.

“Are,” he started saying. “Are you…” I placed my finger across his lips, silencing him. His chest heaved as his breath seemed to quicken by my touch. But he didn’t move. Even though his chest was covered in soapy bubbles, I could see his firm chest muscles and abs bulging out.

My eyes traveled a path of their own as I followed his V-line down past his perfectly formed protruding abs. Lowering my gaze, I found myself staring at his well-endowed cock. Not that I have seen too many, but his cock had a good thickness toit I thought. It was longer than I had imagined, though. I felt a burst of excitement bubbling up in me.

My fingertips started tingling and I fought the need to reach out and touch him. Even just standing in his presence, I could feel the calmness he filled me with. The safety and hope he brought gave me comfort in knowing I was where I needed to be.

Slowly, I started turning and stepping back towards him. Glancing over my shoulder, I nodded at him and smiled. Sergei placed his hands on my bare hips and my body tingled all over.

I breathed in deeply as my body ached for his touch. I had no idea what was to come next, but I was more than ready. I wanted him in me. I needed to feel anything but fear, and I was sure this was the right option.

Chapter 15 - Sergei

Standing with her naked in front of me holding her hips, I tried to regulate my breathing. Something in her has changed. I blinked to make sure I was not dreaming.

Nope, I wasn’t dreaming, she was really here, standing before me. I softly clenched her hips, feeling her silky skin move in my hands. My mind was racing as I tried to control my urges.

I glanced at the sponge, then at the bottle of soap trying to decide if I should use my hands or the sponge. After a second of thought, I decided my hands would work better for me. I wanted, no I needed to feel her magnificent curves, her smooth skin without a barrier.

Grabbing the bottle, I filled my hand with liquid soap. A slight tremor ran through me as I applied the soap to her back. Moving down her curves, I couldn’t help but admire all that she was. My hands slid down her back over her hips and firmly grabbed her butt.

Irina stood firm but shifted slightly as I held her butt. She has shown great strength during these trying times. As I slowly move my hands up and down her back and her arms, awe comes over me. Even with all her generous curves, she is the most beautiful creature I have ever seen.

My hands moved up again and over her shoulders. I gently pulled her into me as I stepped forward. Sliding my hands down her chest, I felt her head nestling back on my chest. Her sweet, honeyed scent fills my nostrils and sends a shiver down my back.

As my hands moved over her breast, her hands reached back and settled on my thighs. Her fingers slowly moved an inch up and then down. I felt my cock pumping as it came to life. Hertouch ignited the beast within. Slow, take it slow, I told myself as my fingers played with her peaked nipples.

My hands slid further down as I continued to bathe her in bubbles. “You are so gorgeous,” I whispered into her ear as I kissed her neck softly. Irina smiled at me as she turned into my arms.

“You make me forget, Sergei.” She said as our bodies collided. “I want to forget, and I want you to help me forget everything, all of them.” She whispered as she rose on her toes, wrapping her arms around my neck.

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