Page 53 of Born into Sin

“He said it’s because I’m Lev’s daughter.”

We continue the very slow process of me whispering to her what I want to say and then her telling me the words I need to speak and then translating his answer. Every once in a while I stop and fill my cousins in on what’s going on. I stick to Italian when speaking to them since I’m guessing this guy probably knows a little bit of English, even if it’s not enough for him to actually speak it.

When it’s obvious the man is still not telling me everything, Dario steps in, delivering a few well-placed punches that leave the man gasping for air, and if his hands weren’t tied behind his back, he’d be clutching his broken ribs right now. Natalya burrows her face against my neck and hugs me tighter. Our bodies are pressed together so tightly that I feel the rapid beat of her heart against my chest. It’s a wild rhythm that makes it hard to concentrate on anything other than her.

As soon as he can speak again, he tells me what I want to know. Natalya slowly translates, and the story begins to unfold. Lev rarely does any underground fighting anymore, but a few months ago, he’d stepped in the ring and won. Not unusual considering Lev is undefeated, but he’d unknowingly beat and humiliated Alexei Zolotov, son of Adrian Zolotov—Pakhan of the Zolotov Bratva. They want revenge, and rightly assumed that killing his daughter would hurt Lev far worse than shooting him.

“How do I ask him if they know where you are now?” I whisper in Natalya’s ear. She tells me, and I repeat it. I see the man shake his head before he says, “Nyet, nyet.” I don’t need her to translate his no, and I let out a relieved breath at knowing that at least they don’t know where she’s at right now. If he’s lying, Lev and his brothers will get the truth out of him, but for now, I have the information I came in here to get.

“Thank you,” I whisper against her ear.

Her reply is a slow lick of her tongue along my earlobe before giving me a soft suck. When I feel her teeth graze my skin, I squeeze her tighter and whisper, “Behave, principessa.”

She doesn’t laugh, but I swear I can feel how badly she wants to. Looking to my cousins, I tell them to watch him while I call the Melnikov Bratva to come pick him up. Sandro’s eyes run over the way I’m still cupping Natalya’s ass, and his smirk is undeniable.

“Not a fucking word,” I tell them both, even though I know I don’t need to. Their loyalty is to me and the Alessi family. They would never tell an outsider about anything that takes place within these walls or within our organization.

I carry Natalya out of the room and back upstairs, not stopping until we’re standing outside the guest room she was supposed to stay in last night. She lets out a soft moan of pleasure when I open the door and she sees the bed.

“About time,” she says, making me laugh.

“I’m sorry to disappoint you, but it’s not what you think. You can’t be in my room when your dad comes here. He needs to focus on getting rid of this threat and not on trying to kill me for touching his daughter.”

I set her down on the bed, and she quickly gets on her knees so her face is close to mine. “You can’t keep putting me off, Dominic.”

“You don’t think so?”

Her eyes narrow but then soften when I slowly slide my hands up her dress so I can cup her ass and pull her closer. Cupping her cheeks, I give her a good squeeze and then slide my palm down the crack of her ass until I’m cupping her pussy from behind in a possessive grip that screams ownership. I know she can feel it. I know she understands that I’m claiming her sweet pussy as mine before I’ve even touched her with my cock. It’s mine, even now, even completely untouched, it’s fucking mine.

“You’re making it very difficult for me to behave, Dominic.”

I smile when she rocks her hips, trying like hell to grind against my hand. I squeeze her tighter, letting her feel a few seconds of pleasure before pulling back and smacking one round ass cheek.

Meeting her surprised eyes, I give her a wink. “I’m not your daddy, principessa, but that doesn’t mean I won’t spank your sweet ass like I am if you disobey me.”

The soft moan she gives almost makes me lose control. She has no idea how badly I want her, no fucking clue how many times she’s been mere seconds away from me bending her over and ripping her panties aside before burying myself inside her. I wonder if she’d be so brazen if she knew the dark thoughts that constantly run through my mind when she’s near. Studying her sweet, hungry face, I let out a soft laugh, because of course she would be. There’s a sweet innocence to Natalya, but there’s also a fire inside her, a stubborn streak that comes out when she really wants something, and right now that something is my cock.

“Stay here and be a good girl. I need to call your dad and let him know what’s going on. I’d also like to have a chance to get rid of this hard-on that his beautiful daughter caused before I have to see him.”

Her mouth curves up in a sexy grin while she snakes a hand between us, palming my length and giving me a squeeze that has me biting back a groan.

“I could help you out with that.”

“That’s very kind of you, but I’m pretty sure it’ll go away once I leave this room.”

She drags a nail along my head, and even through my pants, I feel every part of her touch. When she starts to massage my dick, I groan and fist the back of her hair tight enough to sting.

“You are a very stubborn woman,” I whisper against her lips. “Do you want me to be hard when I talk to your dad? Is this how you want him to find out about us?”

“No.” She ghosts her lips over mine. “I want you to let me take care of it before you talk to my dad.”

Her offer is tempting, damn tempting, but I know we don’t have time. Lev needs to know what’s going on, and if Natalya gets me off, then I’m going to get her off and one time won’t be enough and soon it’ll be the middle of the night and nothing will have been done about the threat we’re facing. I can’t let that happen. Not now anyway.

Unable to resist her completely, I soften my grip on her hair and cup the back of her head, pulling her against me so I can kiss her. I could lose myself so easily in her lips. She softens against me, opening her mouth and submitting completely, and fuck do I love it. One of her hands cups my face while the other continues to tease my cock with a mix of featherlight touches and a firm kneading of my shaft that has me rocking my hips for more.

“Why is it so goddamn hard to let you go?” I murmur the question against her lips in between kisses. “What the hell have you done to me, principessa?”

She smiles and nips at my bottom lip. “The same thing you’ve done to me,” she whispers. “Hurry up and do what you need to do, Dominic, and then come back to me.”

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