Page 95 of Primal God

“She was?” Clara asks.

“She was. And that sickness made her leave us.”

“Oh.” Clara is silent. “Do I look like her,Papai?”

“You do.”

“I wish I looked like Nanny W.”

My breath hitches in my throat. I’m saved from saying anything because Clara turns to her brother.

“Race you to the deep end!”

Diego grins and takes off. Just like that, the topic seems to be put to rest.

Dimitri asks, “Are you okay?”

I stand and nod. “Yeah. Just wondering where all of that came from. How much did you hear?”

“All of it.” His gaze searches mine. “I’m so fucking lucky to have you.”

His phone rings, making both of us groan.

“Come and find me later.”

I smile. “I will.”

Once the kids are down, I sneak into Dimitri’s room to find him on the phone. I close the door, locking it and move toward him.

“I don’t care. I want it taken care of.”

He ends the call, tossing his phone on the bed.

“Is everything okay?”

His entire body is tense.

“Just some Brotherhood shit.” He spins, facing me. “Get naked. Now.”

His demand sends a rush of heat through me, and I quickly undress. He’s right behind me and as soon as we’re both naked, he walks me backward until I fall onto the bed. I barely have time to situate myself before he’s moving over me, entering me in a single thrust.

I gasp, because I wasn’t totally wet down there. My lack of lubrication doesn’t stop him and he rocks into me hard and fast, like he’s trying to get away from something.

I touch his arm. “What is it?”

“Nothing.” But the haunted look in his gaze says otherwise.

I grab his face with both my hands. “Hey. I’m here.”

Leaning up, I brush my lips against his until he’s kissing me back. Our kisses soon have me on fire and when he moves again, it doesn’t hurt.

“Yes,” I pant. “Fuck me, Daddy.”

Dimitri’s gaze is dark as he looks down at me.

I come with his name on my lips and he’s right behind me.

After he rolls off me, I ask, “Do you want to talk about it?”

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