Page 19 of Deadly Devotion

“You will not come until I tell you to come,” he orders, smacking my ass again, harder than the last time. “Do you understand,kiska?”

“Yes,” I whimper, tears pricking my eyes. My pussy is throbbing, and I don’t know how much longer I can hold back the orgasm. “Aleksandr…” my tiny voice trails off as he fucks me even faster, splitting me open with every thrust.

“Not until I tell you.” His voice is deep and raspy as he fucks me harder and faster. His arms are still wrapped around me when he lifts me off the desk, pulling my back flush against his chest. Grabbing my breasts, he squeezes, plunging into my pussy balls deep. “Now!” he commands, crashing into me one last time, releasing streams of hot cum deep inside me.

My pussy clenches violently around his cock, my release an explosion setting my body on fire. “Oh my God!” I gasp for air as electrical shocks shoot through my pussy, and my juices flow down his cock.

Releasing my breasts, he falls on top of me on the desk, both of us limp and gasping for air. We stay like that for a few moments before he pulls out of me, flipping me over and kissing me gently on the lips.

While his cum is still running down my thigh, he gathers up our clothes. He hands me mine and dresses himself quickly. Before I can get my leggings on, he picks up his cell phone, calls Nikolai, and instructs him to come and get me.

I hastily finish dressing, confused about what is happening, when Nikolai enters the office. “Take her to her room,” Aleksandr orders. He sits at his desk and opens his laptop without saying anything else. I’m so shocked I can’t speak. He dismissed me as if he didn’t fuck me raw moments ago. It was as if I was a toy to be used, and now he’s lost interest in it. Anger boils under my skin, and I stomp out of the office with Nikolai trailing behind me.

Chapter 13

Talia

How dare he!He can’t just toss me aside like I’m nothing. Unfortunately, my head and my body are disagreeing. I’m pissed off at him in my mind, but my body is still tingly from the best orgasm I’ve ever had. Flopping down on the bed, I clutch the soft pillow, hugging it close.

Nikolai stands in the doorway, looking as if he wants to say something but holding back the words. Finally, he clears his throat and says, “If you need anything, dial 0 on the phone, and Abram will bring it to you.” Closing the door, he leaves me alone to sort through these conflicting feelings. I don’t hear the door lock, but with all the security in the estate, I’m basically Aleksandr’s prisoner.

Sitting up, I pick up the phone and listen for a dial tone. I dial Sandy’s number, but the call doesn’t go through.Damn it.How do I get an outside line? I try pressing nine before dialing Sandy’s number, but that doesn’t work either. I hang up the phone in frustration.

He’s such an asshole! And the worst part is,he’sthe father of my baby. If I thought that telling him I was pregnant with his child would help me out of this situation, I’d tell him. Unfortunately, I think telling him will just make it worse. I do realize there is a crazy amount of chemistry between us. Still, I don’t think springing a child on him is the best idea, especially since he has Sasha and Maxim to take care of. He never agreed to have a child with me, and I don’t think he’d think of this as a happy surprise. Like he said, he needs to keep me around to identify Mikhail’s killer. Once I do, he’ll be done with me.

Sighing, I cradle my stomach, whispering to the baby. “It’s okay, little one. I’ll always be here for you and keep you safe. It’s you and me, kid.” Just then, my stomach rumbles from hunger. It’s not dinner time yet, but the baby doesn’t care. Picking up the phone, I dial 0.

“Miss Talia, what can I get for you?” Abram’s voice is comforting and soothing. He’s like the grandfather I never had.

“Can I have something to eat?” I ask.

“Of course. Would you like a snack or something more substantial?”

“A sandwich would be great.” My stomach rumbles so loudly I wonder if he can hear it through the phone. “And maybe an apple. And if you have pickles, will you please add them, too?”

“I’ll bring it right up,” Abram replies.

I clean myself up in the bathroom before Abram brings the food. After wiping myself down, I select new clothes from the closet. Whoever picked them has good taste. I pair comfy grey sweatpants with a soft blue cable knit sweater.

Abram knocks on the door, brings a food tray, and places it on the table next to the chaise lounge. “Ring me if you require anything else.”

“Thank you, Abram,” I say sincerely. Just looking at the delicious sandwich makes my mouth salivate.

Settling on the white velvet chaise, I take a bite out of the sandwich and then the pickle. I contemplate my escape, trying to figure out the best way to leave the estate unnoticed. Once I have a plan, I’ll get a phone and call Sandy. She’ll know what to do after that. We can leave the city for a while and leave Aleksandr, Mikhail’s killer, and all the drama behind. Once the coast is clear, we’ll return and resume our lives as usual.

I was lost in my thoughts, so I didn’t hear the door creak open. Sasha was standing in the middle of the room before I noticed her.

“Hi,” she says sadly, looking down at her tiny feet. “Can I sit with you?”

“Yes, of course,” I tell her, brushing sandwich crumbs from my fingers. “What’s wrong?”

“My daddy died,” she sniffles.

“I’m so sorry, sweetie. Can I give you a hug?” Nodding, she nestles into my arms, letting out a small sob. “Shh, it’s okay.” I run my hand down her soft blonde hair, consoling her.

“I lost my daddy when I was little, too,” I tell her. She peeks up at me from underneath her lashes, her green eyes shiny with tears.

“You lost your mommy and your daddy just like me?” she sniffles.

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