Page 45 of Twins for the Bratva

After a couple of quick flicks of his tongue, making me shake, he grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to him. He lifted one leg, placing my foot on the rubber just inside the door. After doing the same with the other one, he had me nicely spaced open. Konstantin held my hips as he slowly pushed his stiff cock into me.

He started moving slowly. Every third penetration, he would shove into me with power. I licked my lips as I moaned. The fire between us burned hot. As he started increasing the pace, I felt my desire growing. “Baby,” I huffed out between jagged breaths.

Pulling back, Konstantin pulled me out of the car. Turning me around, I went back in on my hands and knees. Konstantin pushed my head down so my back arched up as he tenderly penetrated me again. My legs were close against each other, and he was standing with his on the outside.

“Sugar,” he breathed out as he moved faster and faster. “You feel so heavenly. Your pussy is warm and wet; I like it.” As he moved, he rubbed and lovingly slapped my butt. Gripping my hips firmly, he went faster.

Lifting my head, I growled. “Oh, baby, don’t stop,” I breathed out, feeling my body light up with delight.

It only took another three or four hard pumps for me to climax. As I arched my back and let out a low moan, I felt him shaking and knew he had also reached the blowing point.Konstantin helped me out. After we got dressed, we shared another glass before heading back.

He had barely started the car when his phone rang. It was Mila wanting to know where we were. The meeting with the Morozov family was about to start. Konstantin assured her we were on our way.

As we pulled in, Ashan also arrived at the office. “Hi, how you doing?” he greeted.

“Good, and you?” Konstantin replied as we walked up to the board room. Mila was waiting at the door. Konstantin leaned closer as we got to her. “Could you take Dahlia home? She needs to rest,” he asked, smiling at me.

“Yes, I need to rest,” I said, slightly worn. I could do with a soaking bath, I thought. I kissed Konstantin and went with Mila.

The drive home was quiet. As we rode, I realized that I was feeling a bit sleepy. Milla stopped in Konstantin’s spot, and we headed in. “You want some tea?” she asked as I headed past the kitchen, wanting that bath.

Glancing back, I replied, “Sure, but I'm taking a bath first.”

Mila nodded and went about making coffee and tea as I headed to the room. My bath was about half over when my phone rang. Looking at the screen, I didn’t know the number, but I answered.

“Dahlia, Dahlia,” Aleksandr’s voice came over the phone. “Can you hear me?”

“Aleksandr?” I replied, not sure what was happening.

“Dahlia,” he said again. “Please come quickly. I need your help. I will send you the address. Please hurry.”

Before I could reply or ask anything more, the line went dead. I stared at the phone as I closed the taps. I couldn’t do anything; he was my cousin and had done so much for me. But I knew how the family felt about him. If I told them, they would surely stop me from going.

My phone pinged as I debated what to do, and an address came through. That must be it, I thought. I was worried about my cousin and decided I would sneak out. I didn’t want to bother anyone and would handle this by myself.

Sneaking out through the patio door, I hoped no one saw me. I was about halfway towards the gate when Mila spoke up behind me. I jumped into the small bush next to the driveway. I had not even heard her coming. “Where are we going? she asked, staring at the gate.

“Jeez…” I breathed out as I stood holding my chest. “You want to give me a heart attack?” I breathed in slowly and deeply, trying to calm my racing heart.

“Why are you sneaking around? You know I can take you anywhere you want to go. Or, you can wait for Konstantin,” Mila rubbed her head. She looked confused. “Why are you not waiting? You are sneaking off; what is going on?”

Sitting down on the gravel, I sighed. “My cousin called,” I said, looking towards the gate. “He sounded scared and said he needed help.”

“You know we can help you,” Mila said, getting off her bike. She stood with her arms folded across her chest.

“I thought I would go and see what was happening before speaking to you all,” I replied.

“Let me take you; it will be much quicker,” she offered.

“No,” I replied, standing up. “It’s my cousin. I know him, and I am in no danger. He will not harm me. There is no need to come.”

Mila shook her head as she responded. “I don’t like the sound of this. I think I should come just in case he is in trouble. I insist, or you can wait for the men.”

Knowing I had no options, I nodded. I didn’t have time to argue and knew it wouldn’t make a difference. I showed her the address and got on the back of her bike. It was quite a distance to go, which I didn’t know. As we arrived, I was grateful that she had come. I wouldn’t have been able to walk the distance.

Mila stopped on the opposite side of the street. She studied the building. Looking at me, she was frowning. “I don’t like this,” she said. “The place seems deserted.”

The street was dark, and most of the homes were in ruins. It was also way too quiet. I also felt slightly uncomfortable but wasn’t going to show it. “Let’s just go inside and check it out,” I pleaded. “Maybe he was knocked unconscious.”

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