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But, she needs to listen to me. Obey me. After making love under the stars I told her not to go outside, but she didn’t listen.

My angel will heal, and when she does, I’ll spank her for misbehaving, and then I’ll make love to her under the stars, again. And then I’ll fuck her in every pretty hole.

Chapter Nine

Summer

I wake to the strong fragrance of flowers. I feel like I’m waking up in the botanical gardens if it wasn’t for the black silk sheets.

I lift my arm and see an IV stuck in my hand. The events of last night come rushing back and I remember Andrei saving me. Andrei. My protector. A man who saw me through a security camera and decided to make me his. A man who killed Carlos. A man who spanked me, whipped my pussy, and made me come so hard multiple times. A man who made love to me under the stars.

The man who told me he loved me. The man who came after me and saved me. Twice.

My man.

I know my face is bruised and swollen, and I lift the covers to look at my thigh. There are so many stitches, but I know I’m lucky. Incredibly lucky. I never thought I’d wish a man dead, but I am eternally grateful for Andrei killing Julio. And Carlos.

Andrei Sokolov is a powerful man of a powerful Bratva. Maybe it shouldn’t, but it turns me on, and even with my injuries, my sex clenches.

It’s like he can smell my arousal. I hear a knock and he enters. He’s beautiful. An alpha male with artwork on his skin and a massive cock in his pants. And it’s hard.

I try to sit up but my hero is already at my side, gently helping me. I breathe in his masculinity, no one else smells like him and I want to bathe in his scent. He lifts a cup of water and I take a sip.

“Andrei,” I whisper.

His voice cracks, “My angel.” His vulnerability is surprising. He lifts my free hand to his mouth and kisses it. “My life ended last night when I thought I lost you, mysolnyshko.”

“I knew you’d come for me.”

He lifts my necklace, “This is how we found you.”

“What do you mean?”

“It has a tracker in it, baby. Did you think I wasn’t going to take all measures to protect you? You are mine. No one takes what’s mine.”

“The feminist in me should be annoyed but I’m so turned on right now.”

“Good. Because it’s not going to change. You. Are. Mine.”

He slams his mouth against mine and I gasp. I missed him so much. It’s only been hours, but the thought of never tasting him again was more painful than the knife slashing my leg. He swipes his possessive tongue against mine and I moan into his mouth. I suck his bottom lip and his groan is feral sounding.

“I want you so bad.”

“Have me.”

“You’re hooked up to an IV, baby. You need to rest.”

“The only thing I need is you.”

I unhook the IV and lift the sheet to invite him in. He looks at my leg and a flash of pain runs through his eyes. He sits next to me and I swear a tear runs down his cheek.

“I’m okay, Andrei, all because of you.”

“I can’t stop thinking of him touching you. I’m the only man who is allowed to touch you.” He slides my panties aside, revealing my slick mound and rests his finger on my wet slit. “Fuck, you are already wet for me.”

I bite my lip and nod.

“I’m going to make you feel so good.”

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