Page 15 of The Bratva Queens' Kings

"Better brace yourself then," I growl, my voice dripping with dark intent, "because it's going to be a hell of a night." My eyes rake over her body, lingering on the swell of her belly — our kid growing there. It's possessive and primal and so goddamn sexy.

Lana swallows hard, her face flushing a deep crimson. She knows what's coming. The anticipation is as intoxicating as the finest Russian vodka.

I begin to remove my shirt, but surprisingly she speaks up, “Here? In the meeting room?”

"Why not?" I challenge, my gaze raking over her figure with open appreciation. My shirt is halfway off, and I pause for effect, letting my muscles ripple in the dim light of the meeting room. Lana’s eyes wander, tracing the path of my tattoos before darting back to meet my own.

“Fuck it.” She lets out a deep sigh before closing the space between us and pressing her lips against mine.

My hands roam over her curves, desire restraining any iota of gentleness. There's a harshness to our kisses, an urgency that matches the thunderous beat of my heart.

I press her to the solid oak table behind us, knocking off a few irrelevant papers in the process. The subtle clink of them scattering on the marble floor barely reaches my ears. All I care for is the woman in front of me - Lana.

She fits against me like a key in a lock, her softness molding into my hardened contours.

Her fingers dig into my back as I pin her between myself and the hard surface.

My hand glides down to the hem of her dress, teasing the soft skin underneath. The hitched breath she lets out serves as an approval for more.

“We need to be quick. Someone can walk in any second.” She breathes.

I smirk, my eyes never leaving hers. "And then what?"

"Well, you know, we would... we would have to... explain," Lana's voice trails off, her cheeks flushing an even brighter shade of red.

"I'm pretty sure we can explain anything," I say, the confidence in my voice leaving no room for doubt. "But for now, let's just enjoy the moment."

Her eyes narrow, and her lips curl into a seductive smile. "Always the optimist, huh?"

"Always," I say, my mouth just a breath away from her ear. "So, are you going to let me enjoy this moment, or do I have to take matters into my own hands?"

Lana gasps, her eyes wide in both shock and desire. "You wouldn't," she says, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Try me," I say, my hand slipping under her dress, teasing her in a way that leaves no doubt in her mind about my intentions.

My fingers trace a path up her thigh, the softness of her skin amplifying my desire. Every move she makes sends a surge of need through me – a hunger that only she can satisfy.

The burning sensation in my chest increases as I pull her closer, our bodies barely a breath apart.

"Someone might see us," Lana whispers again, but there's no fear in her voice - only anticipation.

I shrug nonchalantly. We've done riskier things before. This is just another thrilling chapter in our adrenaline-fueled book.

"Let them watch how good I’ll fuck you," I say and claim her mouth once more.

"Tell me what you want," I whisper against her lips, teasing her with every word. She moans softly, her eyes fluttering closed as she throws her head back in surrender.

"You know what I want," she breathes out, her voice low and seductive. "I want you inside me," she whispers, her hand finding its way between us and stroking my already hard cock through my pants.

I groan loudly at her touch, unable to control myself. "You're so fucking wet," I murmur against her neck as I nibble on her earlobe. "I'm going to take you right here, right now."

Without further warning, I pick her up bridal style and carry her over to the couch in the corner of the room. She gasps in surprise but doesn't resist as I lay her down on the soft leather cushions.

"Look at you," I say, admiring the way her body looks sprawled out in front of me. "You're so beautiful."

She blushes at my words, her cheeks reddening. "You... you say that every time," she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper.

I chuckle softly, kissing her lightly on the lips once more. "And every time will be just as true," I promise her.

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