Page 75 of Disgraced (Russian Sinners 3)

Sergei

Scarlett tried to lean away from me, defiance in those dark eyes of hers. Inhaling her sweet smell eased the caged rage inside of me. She used a different shampoo, but the smell was still uniquely hers. Lilacs in the spring. For the past two weeks, this was all I dreamt about. Having her so close to me. Yet now it was bittersweet. She didn’t want me. Her body still responded to me but she hated that it did.

I fucking ruin everything!

But I meant what I told her father. Now that Scarlett was on Boris’ radar, she wouldn’t be safe and I would do anything to keep her safe. She was under my protection and I’d kill anyone that threatened her.

I took her face with one hand and pushed her head back till she had no choice but to lock her gaze with mine. I leaned in and pressed my lips against hers. I expected her to bite me, to push me away. Instead a needy moan escaped her, and her soft body pressed against mine.

This was how I loved my Scarlett. Surrendering to me and only to me. I brushed my tongue against her lips and she immediately opened. She was perfect for me. And mine. Now that she knew who I was, there was nothing else standing between us. She would be my wife and mine forever.

I plunged into her eager mouth. I knew I was too rough, too possessive but all my self-control vanished with her in my arms. After two weeks without her touch and her smiles, just her sweet moans could make me spill. No other woman had ever gotten to me like Scarlett. She was my future. All the dreams of my own family were within reach with her… but only with her. Nobody else would do it for me anymore.

Her hands wrapped around my nape, pulling me closer. This was my woman, warm and soft. Not the furious one I came back to. This was how I wanted her all the time.

I pushed my groin against her and a whimper left her mouth, as she hooked her one leg around me.

“Sergei, we are ready,” Pavel’s voice was like a cold shower. He was another guard that I trusted with my life, but right now I wanted to shoot him. Scarlett pushed against me, her body no longer welcoming me.

“Excuse me,” Pavel apologized quickly. “We’ll wait outside.”

“Let go of me, asshole,” she gritted her teeth. Her fury was back on.

I took her cheeks between my hands and she instantly stilled. “Not until I set some ground rules,” I told her firmly. My cock might be aching for her but for now, I still had my head. “We’ll go shopping but don’t try anything stupid. If you do, I’ll bring you back and spank you. And all your outings will be cut.”

She took an undignified gasp. “Who the hell do you think you are?”

“I will be your husband and you won’t put yourself or my men in danger by acting reckless,” I demanded. “I want your word.”

“Fuck you.”

So defiant. In retrospect, I should have just told her the day we met who I was. But fuck, how was I to know everything was going to go to shit?

“Either you give me your word, or we are not going,” I told her and she stilled.

I knew she wanted to tell me off again but there was something she planned for her shopping trip. My gut was telling me there was something she wanted to do but hell if I could figure out what. The only thing that came to mind was that she wanted to flee. That’s why I wanted her word. The danger she could put herself in was unlike any fear I felt before.

“Your word, Scarlett,” I reminded her, “or I’m telling my men to get back to their other duties.”

She pressed her lips together as I trailed my hand down her arm lightly. I wanted to lace my fingers with hers, just like we did that first week together. It was simple but intimate, and I wanted that with her. “Should we stay home?”

She took a deep breath, and I sensed her surrender. “Fine,” she replied. “You have my word. I won’t put your men in danger.”

“And?” She really thought to outsmart me. Although I had no doubt she could when she put her mind to it, this time was not it.

“And you have my word I won’t put myself in danger.”

“Good girl.” I smiled while she glared at me.

“I will either need my wallet or yours,” she spat back at me.

She pushed me away from her and headed to the front of the house. She walked with her head held high, and I couldn’t help but admire her beautiful backside. I wanted to grip that butt and rut her like a beast. I wanted to ram home and stay inside her tight little pussy. She would only ever welcome my cock because she was mine.

Shit, I better focus on what was going on around me rather than daydreaming about rutting my future bride.

“You will have my wallet,” I told her and she startled, like she expected me to still be standing where she left me. “You are my woman and I will take care of all your needs.”

She tripped at those words and crimson colored her cheeks. She was beautiful. Both of us stopped, as she turned to face me.

“Okay, then give me your wallet,” she muttered, extending her hand. “You don’t need to walk me to the car.”

“But solnce,” I purred in her ear. “I’m coming with you.”

The shocked look on her face had me chuckling. She expected me to remain behind and let other men watch my woman. She didn’t know me at all.

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