Page 46 of Brutal Bratva King

I cry out, completely caught up in it.

He crawls up towards me again and kisses me deeply. His cock presses against my pussy while I taste myself on his lips.

My body still wants him, all of him.

Rodion’s phone rings loudly and I jump in fright.

He laughs.

“Sorry, princess, just give me a second.”

He reaches over and grabs his phone. He is still lying on top of me with his cock, hard and ready, pressed between my legs.

“No, was that today?Right now? Fuck. No. Sorry. We’ll be there in ten minutes.”

My heart sinks as he lifts himself off me and climbs out of the bed. “We have to finish this another time, princess. We have a family breakfast that I forgot about.”

“Right now?” I stammer, hurrying to climb out of the bed, but dragging the sheet along with me and keeping it wrapped around my body.

He laughs when he sees this. “Now you want to hide?” he shakes his head.

“Go get ready. We have to hurry, though. I hate being late.”

I rush towards my own bedroom, flicking the shower on, I have the fastest shower I’ve ever had, keeping my hair up and out of the way. Then I run around the room trying to find my jeans and a pretty top to wear to the family breakfast we are apparently late for.

Just as I finish tying my hair up into a rather messy bun, I hear his voice from the doorway of my room.

“Come on, we have to get going.”

I toss my small make-up essentials into my purse and figure I can do that in the car.

It’s not a long drive to his brother’s place, but I manage to touch on some light make-up and feel a bit more presentable by the time we reach our destination.

I’m busy shoving things back into my purse when Rodion opens my door for me.

“You look incredible,” he says, holding his hand out towards me.

We walk into his brothers' house hand in hand. I’m nervous because I’ve never been here before and I’ve never beenalone with his family like this. All the other times I’ve met them was at my brother’s house and I had my own family around me too. This is very overwhelming.

Rodion squeezes my hand lightly, sensing my nervousness.

To make things worse, Raisa isn’t even here. Her and Oleg are away for a week on some romantic getaway.

I am so out of place here, and his brothers aren’t exactly the most welcoming lot in the universe—they keep throwing me the side eye.

“Rodya, it’s not like you to be late. What kept you?” Rad asks when he spots us walking in.

“Just had a few things to do this morning,” Rodion says, the slightest grin on his face that his brother doesn’t seem to notice.

Ruvim and Roman are busy setting up the breakfast table.

Rodion wanders over to them and pulls each of them into a brief, but tight hug. “How are you guys?”

“Good, man, nice to have everyone together for breakfast. It’s been a while since we got so many of us on the same schedule.”

“Pity Raisa can’t be here. Where’s Ruslana?”

“You know her, she always takes forever. She’s upstairs doing something with her hair.”

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