Page 28 of Tangled Souls

I swallow hard, knowing what her game is now. She knows I won’t hold back from her and will tell her everything. She also knows one of the other guys, including Kirill since he’s been filled in now, might sugar coat things.

That is something I’ll never do. Not when the difference between knowing and not knowing could be her life. I will always provide information and clarity to Oaklynn.

Even if the guys don’t like it.

“He’s Mikhail’s cousin.”

Oaklynn stiffens and her eyes slide closed slowly. She nods without opening her eyes.

“Your instincts are good,Zolotse,” Maxim murmurs next to us.

Her eyes snap open and she glances at him before her gaze comes back to me. “Tell me,” she demands.

And I fucking do. I tell her everything he said, including his impotent threats. There’s no stopping just at what we know, I share my suspicions, including ones I haven’t voiced yet. She doesn’t look away the entire time, as if she’s pulling the words out of me from deep in my soul.

“He’s still alive,” she doesn’t phrase it as a question.

“He is,” I confirm.

As she makes a humming sound, she looks over at Kirill. “Are you going to use him as leverage?”

He shrugs one shoulder. “Probably. It makes sense to try, but I have a feeling it won’t work. It would mean that Mikhail cares about Adam. But I don’t think he does.”

“No,” she agrees, “he’s expendable. Just like everyone else. Lev. My father. That rat you filled me in on. All the dealers he has on the streets.” She sighs. “Adam coming directly at me feels desperate.”

“We’re banking on it,” Baker chimes in as he sits on the end of the bed, his eyes trained on our wife.

Oaklynn nods and one side of her mouth tips up on one side. “Thank you for telling me without going all caveman or shielding me because I have tits,” her tone is teasing, but I can see the truth of her feelings in her eyes.

My hands slide up her thighs and over her hips, where my fingers dig in. “I’ll always be honest with you, Sweet Girl. You deserve to know what’s happening. If you didn’t want to know it would be different. I know you not only want to know but need to know.”

The smile she gives me is sinful and so fucking sexy that I can feel pre-cum beading on the tip of my cock. After kissing my lips softly, she pulls away from me and starts to move back down my body.

As much as I don’t want to let her go, I do.

Her soft lips against my chest makes me groan under my breath. She keeps moving down my body and I swear my cock hardens further trying to get to her lips. I know how good her mouth feels.

“I don’t know if I can take your teasing, Oaklynn,” I grit out through my teeth.

She presses her open mouth against the hard ridge of my cock, breathing warm air against me through the fabric of my boxers. The sensation makes my hips jolt, and she takes full advantage by hooking the waistband of my boxer briefs with her fingers and tugging them down my legs.

With the flat part of her tongue, she licks up my length from the base. My hands move to shove my fingers in her hair, but shebats them away and I can only arch an eyebrow in question as I stare down into her brown eyes.

With a wink, she swirls her tongue around the tip of my cock before sucking me into her mouth. It’s heaven and hell. It’s sin and sweetness.

Just as I tip my head back to bask in the sensation of her warm, wet mouth taking me deeper, she pulls off with a pop. Then she’s straddling me and guiding me into her needy pussy.

We both groan at the sensation. She loves to be filled and always gets this look of awed bliss on her face when it happens. It’s sexy as hell and makes me feel like a fucking king.

All the power in the world is ash at the feet of this woman. She wields her power for her family and with a reverence that I can’t help but admire.

“I would have told you everything too, Oaklynn,” Maxim pouts from next to us.

Oaklynn shoots him a coy smile before leaning over to him and twirling her tongue around the tip of his cock since he shucked his boxer briefs at some point. I’m sure it was around the time our woman impaled herself on my dick. I would have done the same.

“Move,” Kirill barks near the foot of the bed.

I glance up as I start pumping upward to meet Oaklynn’s hips as she rides me. Kirill climbs onto the bed and moves between my legs. He glides his hand up and down her back and I can feel how her body shivers in response.

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