Page 65 of Shielded Secrets

I kissed up her neck, grinding against her ass as I demonstrated where I wanted her to put her hand. She placed it on the shower wall and arched her back so she could thrust her ass toward me. Before I lined myself up to her hole, though, I lowered her free hand down so she could rub her clit.

“I love you, Kelly.”

She nodded and moaned, already so turned on by playing with herself. I swiped some of her juices from her pussy and used it as lube to play with her ass hole. Watching my fingers slide in made my dick even harder, and I hurried to drive it inside her.

“I love you, too,” she replied breathlessly, that far along to coming.

“I willalwayslove and need you.”

She nodded again, weakly, then hung her head low. Pushing back into me, she rode my dick and my fingers for dual pleasurewhile she played with that bundle of nerves that always made her reach her orgasm so much faster and harder.

“I need you to fill me, Rurik. Fill me with your cum.” She cried out as soon as she was done speaking, getting there herself before I could. As her inner walls tightened on my cock, I gave in to the release snapping within me and gave her what she wanted. What I wanted. I shot my load into her, daring to hope and wonder that I could be knocking her up once and for all. If she wanted to start a family as soon as possible, I would be right there for it. I wouldn’t fail her, not in any way.

The next day, when we headed to the Baranov mansion, I told her again that I wouldn’t let her be captured again.

I wouldnotfail her.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t paying more attention when that bike came up close.”

She shook her head, taking my hand as I drove. It was ourthing, holding hands in the car, and I hoped she would never tire of it. I needed to touch her and feel her constantly.

“It’s not your fault. You were right next to me. They just were smart about it, hiding the biker in that outdoor corridor.”

“If it hadn’t been an electric one, we would’ve heard it revving and coming close.”

She nodded. “True. And I’m not going to freak out each time this happens. I think I have a fairly decent sense of survival and street smarts, thanks to my childhood. And I doubt I’ll ever lower my guard enough to take my protection for granted.Ineed to look out for myself too, not just rely on you and the other men.”

“Were there any particular threats or dangerous people in your past who come to mind the most?” I asked, wondering if she’d tell me a little more about those years. It would alleviate my worries that she had a secret.

“No. Everyone was a threat and they could all be dangerous. Even the people we were supposed to trust and count on the most.”

We arrived, and once we entered the busy house, we didn’t have another chance to talk privately. Oleg already had the recorded file Kelly got yesterday, and Vik had handled the cleanup in the office. Men were on it, as expected, but still, the Boss asked Kelly about the incident and told her that she had nothing to worry about in terms of it happening again.

“Even if it does,” she said as she smiled at me, “I know my husband will find me and save me.”

You’re damn right, I will.

Once we were through talking about her almost capture, we moved into the dining room where Eva had taken over with her wedding planning. The wedding was only a week out, and it had become a matter of all hands on deck. We all took on some aspect of details that had to matter to the bride, but it wasn’t that bad. She wasn’t a bridezilla about it.

I sat at the table and checked the flower orders. Across from me, Kelly bundled up the linens for the tables, some fancy knot that would be decorative on top of the plates. Instead of reserving a hall, Oleg would host the reception in the ballroom here.

I sighed, smiling at Kelly fitting in so seamlessly. She would, since she’d befriended Eva without knowing she was a Mafia princess. And with me, she just made sense.

Surrounded by all this wedding paraphernalia, I had to wonder if she would want this. All the pomp and fuss, the details and décor.

If she would be happier with a real wedding, I’d give her one. Maybe to renew our vows. But I wouldn’t regret marrying her when and how we did. Her safety was number one, because if she was harmed or hurt, or even worse, killed, then she wouldn’t even be able to be my wife. I had to keep her alive first.

Thinking back to how she’d said that Jerome had identified her as a Baranov, I was proud that the plan worked. Word had spread fast and far if that asshole knew who she belonged to. The Baranov legacy, our name, carried weight. There was a reason people feared Oleg and why his father and grandfather had instilled terror in others. We never hesitated to protect our own, and that extended to my wife now.

But it’s also making her a target.Just like she feared, she was made into a target because she was a Baranov. I knew she wouldn’t even have to be afraid, though. From the recording of her telling Jerome and Eric no, that she wouldn’t ever betray us, it sounded like she was not only firm to classify as a Mafia wife but also proud to be able to stand with us.

I smiled at her again, enjoying how she blushed when she caught my eye.

I couldn’t have chosen better.

Vik nudged my side, snagging my attention and stopping my thoughts. “Hey. He was seen on campus again.”

I furrowed my brow, glancing at him. “Who?”

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