Page 54 of Shielded Secrets

She nodded but didn’t make eye contact, looking out the window instead.

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KELLY

More days passed in this new thing I was supposed to call life. I stopped going to class completely. I was fired from my student-worker position. And every morning that I woke up spooned by Rurik, I tried to convince myself that this was better than what I had before.

I had him. Not in my thoughts, not stuck in only my dreams.

Rurik was with me. When he wasn’t in me, making me come and reach heights of pleasure, we were getting to know each other better just by talking and living together. He was often gone, busy with the men, but I was never alone. Eva wanted my help with her wedding stress. Irina was getting nervous about having a baby. I was there for both of them, but if I let my mind wander, it would go back to the scary thoughts of being caught and punished for all my wrong-doings. The last time I experienced this PTSD mindset was after I saw Officer O’Malley. I hadn’t done anything wrong now. It didn’t feel like I’d done anything bad when I “spied” for Oleg because I got so little from that conversation. But it had to be bad in some way that I sided with criminals and killers. The so-called right thing to do whenRurik shot that guard in the basement was to tell the authorities, but my opinion of those who swore to protect everyone else was jaded.

As was our routine, Rurik woke up and started to play with me. Without rolling me over, he slid his hand over my stomach and sought out my entrance. I reached my arms up, lazily arching back to him while I turned my head, and it was with his lips on mine that he pushed his dick between my legs. With a little too much force and eagerness to be inside me with morning sex, he pushed along my crack.

“Whoa.” I jerked, shocked at his hard shaft near that hole.

He chuckled, that dirty, gritty sound that was so much sexier in the morning. “That woke you up.”

“Well, yeah, it did.”

Without any further error, he slid forward, notching his cock into my pussy, but he wasn’t done. Pushing back from me as he slowly thrust inside, he swiped more of my arousal on his fingertips and moved them back to my rear hole. He didn’t penetrate me, but just the touch of his caress around the hole had me hurtling toward the start of an orgasm.

“What are… Rurik?”

“Shh.” He kept it up, pistoning into me as he played around the rim of my other hole no one had ever touched.

Just before I could lose my mind and welcome the euphoria of this forbidden thrill of him pleasuring methere, his phone rang.

“No. No, no, no.” I winced, whining at the interruption. It wasn’t just a call, but one with the emergency ringtone.

“Fuck.” He stayed still in me, keeping his dick deep inside me and pulsing with how close he was to coming. Leaving his fingers pressed around my ass hole, he reached up with his free hand to grab his phone off the nightstand. “What?” he answered curtly.

Please don’t be anything important. Please be a short call of a false alarm.

“Dammit. Fine. We’ll be there for the backup plan.” As he said it, he withdrew from me. He backed up until his dick was out, leaving me needy for him to fill me again. Then as he rolled off the bed, his fingers disappeared from my ass, too.

“No. Rurik, please, no. Don’t stop.”

He chuckled, leaning over to spank my ass lightly. “Time to get up.”

“It was almost time for me to get off,” I replied, sitting up.

“We’ll pick up where we left off in an hour or so.”

I sighed, getting up and doing my best to ignore the throbbing in my pussy where I wanted him to touch me again. Even the sensitive flesh around my other hole felt different, like his absence was noted and I wanted to experience that taboo desire again. “I realize that danger is kinda expected in the Mafia lifestyle,” I said, “but stopping in the middle of something like that isn’t cool.”

Dressed already, he came close to kiss me. “We will pick up right where we left off.”

I sighed, dressing and not even bothering to ask what was going on. This urgency had to mean something had happened, some new development in all the trouble we’d been dealing with.Unless Rurik wanted to completely change in the blink of an eye, I knew he’d fill me in, or the others would.

We arrived at the Baranov mansion, and I wondered if Eva had eaten yet. “Can I get some breakfast first?”

He shook his head before getting out of the car. “No. Let’s talk with the Boss, then go from there.”

I grew more curious about what this “backup plan” was that Rurik mentioned in that short call.

When we entered, nothing seemed different. It was the same extravagant foyer as ever, clean, polished, and busy with Baranov men coming and going. But when we got to the study, where Oleg liked to speak with the men, I was confused.

“Eva?” I laughed. “Why do you have all the flower samples in here?”

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