Page 50 of Hostage of the Bratva

Even though I was relieved that nobody got seriously injured. At least no one within our family. I had noticed a dull ache developing in my stomach during the afternoon. After supper, I also felt nauseated, which could all simply be due to the stress combined with my pregnancy.

At first, I brushed it off as nerves with everything that had happened. But now that things were calmer it worried me a bit. I headed upstairs and took a warm bath trying to soothe the pain and ease my body.

As I stepped out of the bath, I heard Luder returning from his visit. Pulling my robe on, I walked down to greet him. As I took the last three steps, Luder picked me up and swung me around.

“I have good news,” he proclaimed as we turned and turned.

Laughing, I felt my nerves settling. “Stop, stop,” I said. “You’re going to make me sick.”

He was in a very good mood. Without lowering me, we walked to the lounge, and I wrapped my legs around him. He stopped at the chaise and carefully lowered me down. Leaning over me, holding himself up on the sides, he beamed down at me.

“Okay, okay,” I said laughing. “What has gotten into you suddenly?”

“Soon, hunny. You only have to wait a couple of weeks, but very soon, hun,” he replied cheerfully before leaning in. Luder’s kiss was hard but filled with passion.

My stomach twisted and turned as his tongue found its way in through my lips. My hormones were very unpredictable, and I felt an increasing need for him. As his kisses moved down my neck, my hands undid the buttons of his shirt.

I was about halfway with them when he pulled up and yanked his shirt off. The remaining buttons went flying through the air. Coming back in, his chest muscles bulged. Licking my lips as desire filled my veins, I reached up and caressed his chest.

Luder breathed in deeply, lifting his face to the ceiling. I felt a rush filling my body as his next move sent my mind flying. Luder brought his legs in, shoving mine open as he picked me up, turned, and sat down with me. He ripped open the robe and kissed my breasts with force.

I couldn’t help but moan as pleasure traveled through my body. Luder grabbed hold of my hips and pulled me into him. I could feel the bulge in his pants. A surge of electricity ran through me as my lust rose even more. He swung me back around as I fumbled with the button of his pants.

But before we could attempt anything, we heard a noise coming from the door to the back patio. Luder sat up and glanced at the door. He swiftly grabbed his shirt from the floor and covered my bosom before getting up. I was fully naked and lying on part of the robe.

His shirt was barely enough to cover my breast. I wondered what he was thinking. Peeking over the side of the chaise, I saw Mathieu standing in the doorway. Luder glanced at me and rolled his eyes, making me giggle. Sitting up I held his shirt to me as I tried to gather the sides of the robe, glad that the back of the chaise was so high.

“Is everything alright?” I asked, wishing he would just go away. I wanted to continue with Luder, but his timing was the worst. Having him here may not have been the best decision.

“Sorry, I was just wondering what time I should be in?” Mathieu uttered as he stared at the floor. “Plus, I saw the light on and was hoping to talk to Luder and get a cup of coffee.”

Growling under my breath I rose and went upstairs. “Why had I insisted he stay with us?” I questioned the bedroom walls changing into nighties. My desires ran wild. Dressing was difficult while trying to calm my mind as well. I didn’t want coffee or tea, I wanted Luder, and Mathieu was turning the evening into work.

Pulling up my pants, I stomped the floor. I should have locked the door when he left earlier. So, it’s partially my fault as well. But how was I supposed to know he would return this time of the evening?

Once I was dressed more appropriately, I returned downstairs to make some coffee. “One cup,” I mumbled, entering the kitchen. The two men were standing on the patio, deep in discussion and didn’t even hear me.

Placing the cups on the lounge table, I called out. “Luder, Mathieu, the coffee is ready.”

Inside, I was boiling, and it wasn’t easy to control my emotions. I paced up and down the kitchen, waiting for them to conclude their talks so we could turn in for the evening. This time, I was making sure the doors were locked. We would not be disturbed again.

After a while, they entered and sat down. Luder seemed at ease being half-dressed before Mathieu. It didn’t appear to fade Mathieu either. I supposed men were used to seeing each other naked.

His upper body displayed his pure strength, only making me warmer as I stared at him. I pushed a finger into the top of my nightshirt and pulled it forward, blowing down over my chest to try to cool down.

It was hopeless, every part of me was burning up and there was only one way to put out the fire burning within me. I grabbed an ice cube from the freezer. Standing at the corner of the counter half behind Mathieu, I waved to get Luder’s attention.

As he glanced up, I showed him the ice cube. I placed it on my neck moving slowly down between my breasts and licking my lips. His eyes lit up as I moved, then I placed my hand down my pants, opened my mouth, and leaned forward. Luder’s eyes widened as he shifted on the chair.

Grinning, I joined the men and sat tightly against Luder, holding his leg. He was still shifting, and I felt sure he wanted to go upstairs as much as I wanted to. My fingers tingled as my mind wandered. I wanted to reach up and stroke his chest.

Luder sprung up as Mathieu placed his cup down after taking his last sip. “Thank you for visiting,” he said, pulling on my arm so I could stand up. “We will see you tomorrow, it’s now time for bed,” he added, pushing him towards the door.

I stood holding the door so he could leave. “Goodnight,” I added, giving him a push.

“Okay, okay,” he mumbled playfully, hitting my hand. “I’ll leave, I get the message.”

I stood with my hands on my hips until he was out and heading down to the docks. Luder locked the doors and turned to me, beaming.

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