Page 75 of Claimed By Desire

Lev tells me all about the place. He gives me all the details he has, and I agree that we need to put a plan together. But I tell him not yet.

“I’m still hurt and you’re still emotional.”

“I’m not fucking emotional, but I am ready to kill those bastards.”

“We can’t rush in just yet. Let me come up with something and we’ll go from there.”

Lev waves a dismissive hand, clearly not happy, but he accepts my logic.

Which means I bought myself some time

But how much?

I loginto the security system on my phone. I’m in the parking lot outside of my building and I can just barely connect to the WiFi in my apartment.

The kitchen appears on the screen. It’s empty. I flip to the living room, the hallway, the spare bedroom which is basically Nat’s closet, and our bedroom. All empty.

I find her out by the pool still, even though the sun’s going down. She’s half submerged, her legs dangling over the end. She’s leaning back on both hands and looking out over the water. Her backs to the camera, but I can see her hair dangling down between her shoulders and the graceful lines of her shoulders. My heart rate ticks up, thinking about her body, and the baby growing inside of her.

Alexander: You should spend less time in the pool. You’re going to get all wrinkly.

She picks up her phone, looks at the text, and holds a single finger up to the camera.

I smile to myself and send another text.

Alexander: Move to the other side of the pool. I want to see you.

Natalya: What’s there to see?

Alexander: I like the way you look in that bikini. Let me look at more of you.

She hesitates. I can see it in the lines of her neck, the way she looks down at her phone, considering. Does she want this? Doesshe like it? But we both know this game stopped being a game a while ago. Slowly, she pushes herself up, and my cock stiffens as she moves around to the side of the pool and sits back down, her body in view. She arches her back, ever so slightly, head tilted to the side as she stares up at the camera.

Almost like she’s daring me.

Alexander: You look fucking beautiful. Have I told you how much I love your body? How I’ve been thinking about you for years?

She doesn’t hide her surprise at that text. Her nervous glance at the camera tells me so much.

Natalya: You have? I didn’t know that.

Alexander: It’s not easy wanting to fuck my best friend’s little sister.

Natalya: How come you never tried?

Alexander: Because Stepan and Lev would both have killed me, and I valued them too much. But it was fucking hard being around you sometimes.

Natalya: Is that why you were always running away when I came into the room?

Alexander: Yes.

Natalya: Is that why you were such a dick to me?

Alexander: Yes, sometimes. I wanted to punish your mouthy little face with my big dick, but I couldn’t let myself cross that line.

She’s breathing fast. She stares at the phone then up at the camera. Then she spreads her legs and rubs one hand across her chest, from breast to breast, as she types with the other.

Natalya: What else did you want with me?

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