Page 19 of Forced By the Bratva

I felt my cock stiffening with her words swimming through my mind. I could see us together in the dark. I wanted to taste her sweetness. “Princess,” I said softly, glancing back at the diner. “You want me to come home?”

Her voice came through stronger this time. It almost sounded as if she was panicking. “No, no, do your work.”

“Okay, but then you have to tell me more,” I pleaded. “Use your hands as you tell me, touch yourself.”

I listened as she took a couple of breaths. “Your one hand traveled down my side and up my leg before you slipped a finger into my panty.” Her breathing was harder now, and I felt alive. “You took my nipple into your warm mouth and sucked it.”

Listening to her, I wanted nothing more than to head home. I wanted to make her dreams come true. She fell silent again as I heard Leon and Konstantin exiting the diner. “Hey, princess,” I whispered. “I have to go, but we will continue this chat, okay?”

“Yes,” she breathed into the phone, and then the line went dead as I heard Leon calling. Straightening out, I placed the phone back in my pocket. After a couple of deep breaths of my own, I turned and faced my brothers.

Konstantin was standing at the diner door. “What took you so long? Your burger and coffee are cold!” Leon said, coming closer.

“Yes, yes, sorry, I’m coming,” I replied as we headed back in. After a surprisingly nice meal, we headed out to the last location on the list.

The place was bigger than any of the other ones. One side was open barren land. Luckily for us, the other side had a nice compact line of trees. These offered good cover and we could get reasonably close without being seen.

The building had three sections. The middle piece was the largest, with two smaller sections on each side. There were a lot more people here as well. To the one side, it appeared trucks were pulling in and delivering goods. The middle section seemed to be a kind of sorting area. And the last part looked like a pickup zone.

We sat each keeping an eye on one section and taking notes, as well as photos. We were about two hours into our surveillance when my phone pinged. Taking it out, I read the message from Leon. “There are a lot of things happening here.”

I was about to reply when I noticed Jones coming out of the middle section. He was speaking to a tall, thin man. They appeared to be arguing. Then Jones got into a truck, and it pulled out. I sent a reply to Leon as soon as I knew Jones was off the premises.

“That was Jones. Something is definitely going on. We need to get a closer look.”

From where I was sitting, I could see Konstantin but not Leon. I signaled Konstantin to come towards me. “I need to go in and see what is happening,” I said as he crouched next to me.

“Oh, yeah,” Konstantin said, digging in his pocket. “I forgot. I brought earpieces.”

He handed me one and placed one in his ear. “I’ll take one to Leon as well,” he said, disappearing around a tree.

I waited until we were all synced before starting towards the building. Leon also headed in from the other side while Konstantin stayed in place to be our lookout.

“Three guards at the back right side door,” Leon whispered.

“Noted,” came Konstantin’s voice.

I barely got to the tree line closest to the middle section when Leon’s voice boomed in my ear. “I think I’ve been made guys.”

Glancing back at the trees where I came from, I saw Konstantin moving towards the right. Using the few trees I had as cover, I went in the same direction. We met up at the back and headed to the door Leon spoke of.

Just as we rounded the side, we saw Leon fighting two guys. A third was trying to sneak up on him from behind with a knife. Konstantin and I moved quickly and intercepted the guy with the knife. Once he was immobilized, we joined Leon.

Standing back-to-back, we realized we had all been made as more men came around the side of the building. “Thanks, brothers,” Leon said as we stood as one. Most of the guards seemed to have hand-to-hand weapons.

This was good as gunfire would attract even more. We were outnumbered, but we were always stronger together. Two men came running at me with knives. As the first one stabbed toward me, I grabbed hold of his wrist.

Using his own momentum, I swung him around and held him before me as the other one stabbed at me. The second assailant's knife went into his companion without hesitation. “No,” the attacker moaned as he stepped back in shock.

As the man in my arm slithered to the ground, I grabbed his knife and slashed at the stunned guard before me. Blood sprayed in all directions. Leaning in quickly, I jabbed the knife into his chest. He looked down at his chest, grabbing hold of the knife I had inserted into him. My hand was warm and sticky from the blood pumping over it.

The air filled with a strong metallic odor. I never liked the smell, as it reminded me of the ring. Shaking my head, I cleared my thoughts.

Glancing over my shoulder, I saw Leon on the ground. He was on top of a guard, smashing in his face. Konstantin was kicking at a guard while holding another at arm's length. As I turned to assist, I heard movement behind me.

Turning just in time, I lifted my leg and kicked the man running full speed at me. He doubled over and let out a deep breath. Focusing on Konstantin again, I signaled him that I was ready.

He turned in half a circle, still holding the man by the arm. Once he let go, the guy stumbled towards me. Pushing out my right hand with my palm out, I hit him in the face with an upward movement. Blood instantly flowed from his nostrils and over his mouth. He went down, gasping for air.

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