Owned by the Russian Mafia Boss: A Mob Romance (4 page)

“Why are you on the floor?” he asked with a frown.

Natalia rolled her eyes and stood up to brush off her dress. “I’m just checking on my cat. He’s a little nervous in here.”

“I see. You look lovely,” he said quietly. “I hope that Ana was to your liking. I hope that you two can become friends while you’re here.”

“Yes. I love having my friends handpicked for me,” she mumbled. He raised an eyebrow, and she took a deep breath. “Actually, Ana is perfect. Thank you. In fact, I’m considering spending the night with her tonight.”

His eyes widened in surprise, and Natalia laughed. “Oh, that was too easy.”

“Have a seat. I asked your father what your favorite meal was and had it prepared.”

“You what?” Natalia asked in a fury. “You are not supposed to speak to him.”

“Relax.” Alek pulled out her chair and gestured for her to sit down. “I gathered all the information I needed from him before you signed the contract. I have not had any contact with your father since then.”

Natalia gave him a suspicious look before sitting down. She felt him lean over her and stroke a finger down her bare shoulder. She shivered, and he was gone. As he sat across from her, he gestured to her entrée. “Please enjoy.”

“What were you doing today?” she asked as she uncovered her dish. “Making someone else’s nightmare come true?”

He didn’t even blink at her accusation. “I’m afraid today was rather boring. I had to meet at several of the businesses I oversee and review their paperwork. Despite what you may think, I only personally enforce certain debts.”

“So my father was special?” Natalia pushed her plate away. She was too angry to eat.

“Your father had not paid on his debts for quite some time, and because of his age, I had let it slide.”

“My father is in your debt to pay for my college tuition.” Natalia shook her head. “It’s all my fault.”

“You got a degree in hospitality and management, and yet you’re working at a temp agency. Why is that?”

“I had a good job as a manager at a hotel, but I was fired,” Natalia said with a shrug. “The owner at the hotel blacklisted me from the other hotels. I didn’t have a choice. My father got me the job at the temp agency.”

“Why were you fired?”

Natalia raised her eyes and stared at him. “I refused to fuck him.”

Alek pressed his lips together in displeasure, but he didn’t make any other comments on the subject. Instead, he reached over and opened a bottle of wine. She eyed the red liquid as it poured into her glass, and as soon as he was finished, she reached over and downed it.

“I’d ask you to slow down, but I have a feeling you’d refuse,” he said calmly as he sipped his own glass.

“I need to be drunk for what you have planned for tonight,” she said when she finally put the glass down. He didn’t stop her when she reached for the bottle to fill up again.

“It’s not necessary, Natalia. I won’t take you until you ask me,” he said softly.

She paused and put the glass down. “Really?”

“You have my word. I will not enter you until you beg me.” He smiled coyly. “I have no doubt that it won’t take long.”

“You think just because you’re sexy, I’m going to fall all over you?” she scoffed. “Please.” The candles danced as she spoke, and she realized how loud she was being. Perhaps she should slow down with the wine.

“So you admit you are attracted to me?”

Natalia rolled her eyes. She shoveled a few bites of food in her mouth and tried not to moan. It was absolutely amazing food.

He watched her eat with that smug smile on his face, and she couldn’t help but rub her thighs together restlessly. The more he looked at her, the more her mind wandered to places she didn’t want it to be. Afraid of what would happen after dinner, she slowed her eating down considerably, but it didn’t matter. After an hour, he got up and pulled her chair away from the table.

“Hey! I wasn’t finished,” she cried out as she grabbed the chair to keep from falling.

Alek kneeled in front of the chair and lifted her leg. “You should eat faster next time,” he said as he slid a finger slowly up her calf to the sensitive skin behind her knee. She gasped softly and tried to pull her leg away, but he had an iron grip around her ankle.

“What are you doing?” she said as he replaced his finger with his mouth. His breath was hot against her skin as his lips brushed against her nylons. “You said you wouldn’t do this until I was ready.”

Lifting his head, he smiled. “I said I wouldn’t enter you. I never said I wouldn’t touch you.” Without warning, he released her leg and grabbed her arm to pull her off the chair. She stumbled into his arms as he pulled her in front of the mirror. As he stood behind her and skimmed his fingers up the side of her dress, his eyes never left hers.

“I know what you’re wearing underneath. I picked it out especially for you, and I’ve been thinking about it all night,” he admitted as he pressed his lips to her skin. She shuddered under her touch, and immediately shut her eyes. She looked like a woman in heat, and she didn’t want to see that. She didn’t want to enjoy the way he touched her.

The ties at the top of her dress loosened, and he slowly lowered the zipper. “Open your eyes. I want you to see this,” he commanded roughly. “I’ve waited two weeks for this.”

When she didn’t comply, he yanked her hair. Gasping at the sharp pain, her eyes flew open. Fear mixed with desire as he shoved her dress down. “Do what I ask, and I promise this will be pleasurable for you,” he murmured as he softly swept her hair to the side and pressed his lips to her neck.

With the dress pooled at her ankles, she stood in front of the mirror in the black negligee that parted in the middle of the bust and flowed down her torso in a sheer fabric. “Do you know what I like about thigh highs?” he whispered as he reached down to touch the garters that held them up. “I love the contrast between bare skin and the nylons.” Natalia couldn’t help but whimper softly as his fingers stroked the tops of her hose.

“I see that you like that as well,” he whispered. He moved his hands up and brushed over the covered apex of her sex. She was already humiliatingly wet.

“Please,” she whispered softly, but she didn’t know what she was asking for. Heat radiated from them as he pushed her body harder against his, and she could feel his erection rubbing against her.

“Please, what?” he whispered in her ear. He tugged on her lower lobe with his teeth, but his eyes never left hers. They were practically black pools of lust.

Reaching deep inside herself, she tried to find the strength that she needed. “Please don’t,” she said finally.

His eyes narrowed, and she saw the anger on his face. The sound of her blood pumping roared in her ears as fear surged within her. Instead of hurting her again, he wrapped his arm around her and forcefully pulled her from the mirror. “On the bed,” he whispered as he began to unbutton his shirt.

“Wait,” she said as her mouth dried. God, she needed to get control of this. “Alek, please. Just give me a little more time.”

“On the bed,” he said coldly. “Now.”

Her legs trembled with excitement and fear as she backed up until the backs of her knees hit the bed. She sat down and slowly scooted back. As she watched him strip, she pulled her legs up to her chest and hugged them. His body was absolutely magnificent.

He knew it, too. “Like what you see?” he asked as he advanced. She tore her eyes from his chest and tried to look disinterested, but she wasn’t fooling anyone. As he crawled onto the bed, he loomed over her and gently pushed her until her was back was against the mattress. She turned her head away from him and squeezed her eyes shut. He took advantage by gently kissing the side of her neck.

“Look at me,” he said softly.

Swallowing hard, she took a deep breath to turn her head and stare at him. His head dipped again, and this time his lips touched against hers. Clenching her jaws, she tried to keep her lips clamped shut, but he reached up to stroke the skin beneath her ear, and she shivered in pleasure and opened her mouth. Immediately, his tongue invaded her and stroked against hers. Hot. Slow. Toe-curling.

Natalia moaned into his kiss, and he pulled back his head to smile at her. “So sweet,” he muttered softly. “So fucking sweet. I wonder how the rest of you tastes.”

She reached up and bit on her index finger to keep from crying out again. Hatred and desire mixed inside her as his lips moved lower down her body. She wanted desperately for him to open up her lingerie and run his tongue across her nipples, but he didn’t. More, or perhaps even less, she wanted him to leave her alone.

The tension inside her only heightened as his fingers hooked under the black panties he’d carefully chosen for her and pulled them down. Her hips twisted under him as she tried to close her legs, but he quickly grasped her thighs and pushed them apart. His fingers dug into her flesh, and she had no doubt there would be marks in the morning.

His nuzzled her sex, and she immediately jack-knifed up and tried to twist out of his grasp. “Please. No. Please,” she pleaded. If he so much as even touched her clitoris, she would go off like a rocket, and it would be too humiliating. But she was at the mercy of him, and he only gave her a wicked smile and lowered his head again.

Alek was methodically slow as he pushed one finger inside her. She tried to stifle the moan of pleasure, but her arms were weakening, and she fell back to the bed. Wrinkling her forehead in concentration, she tried to stop the flame inside her. She tried of focus on anything except the fact he was sliding a second finger inside her, testing her, stroking her, but it was too much.

Natalia could do nothing but succumb to his seduction as he slowly eased his fingers out and pushed them back in. Her muscles clenched around him. “Ah…fuck,” she moaned softly.

He chuckled. “Do you want to come, my sweet? I can make you come, if you want. All you have to do is ask.”

The plea was on the tip of her tongue, but somewhere, she found the strength to keep her mouth shut. He curled his fingers inside her, and she arched her back as he found the center of her pleasure. Gasping, she dug her fingers into the sheets and pulled at them as her hips began to match the rhythm of his fingers.

Before he released her to the climax she so desperately wanted, he pulled his fingers out. Her mouth dropped open in remorse. “No,” she whimpered and opened her eyes to see his tongue dart out and taste the juices on his fingers.

“No what,” he whispered as he reached down the stroke the skin just around her engorged bud. A shiver ran up her spine, and she knew she was lost.

“Don’t stop,” she gasped and shut her eyes as she hated herself for what she’d asked him. He only chuckled, and soon she felt his warm tongue replace his fingers. It slid inside her and back out again and back in again. Against her own good sense, she reached down and grasped his hair as she urged him to finish her. Finally, when she thought she would scream, he raked his teeth over her clit and she exploded.

Her body bucked off the bet and tightened as the climax ripped through her. Never had she come so hard in her life, and dimly, she wondered if that was her crying out. Finally, she sank into the bed in exhaustion and closed her eyes.

“No more,” she begged quietly. “Please.”

As she slipped into sleep, she felt his lips touch hers. “Sleep, my sweet.”

Chapter Four

Alek woke up in the morning next to a warm body curled around him. He turned his head and found Natalia with her head resting on his chest. He felt a strange sense of peace as he watched her sleep. She’d passed out after last night, and he didn’t wake her back up. The truth was he was harder on her last night than he’d ever intended. As soon as he’d laid eyes on her, he knew he had to have her.

But he had absolutely no doubt she’d wake up this morning completely humiliated after last night. For some strange reason, he wanted to give her some moments alone to collect herself.

Slowly, he slid himself out from under her. She stirred, and before she opened her eyes, he slipped into the bathroom and started the shower. As the warm water rained over him, he tried to figure out what exactly he’d done to put himself in this position.

When he first saw Natalia walk through the door, he’d wanted her. And when he’d watched her fawn over Petr, he wanted to knock her down a few pegs. But now that she was in his bed, he couldn’t help but feel like he was in over his head.

And that was an unusual feeling for him. Most women fawned all over
him
, but every word she shot his way was dripping with disdain. Of course, he usually didn’t bribe any of his women with promising not to kill their fathers. So there was that.

After the shower, he dried off and dressed. As he came out of the bedroom, he found Natalia sitting on the bed, wrapped in the sheets. “Everything in the closet is dressy. I don’t suppose you have a pair of jeans for me to wear?” she asked without looking him in the eye.

“No jeans,” he said softly. “But there are a few pairs of pants in the closet that should fit you.”

“If you’re talking about those leather leggings, I’m going to have to decline,” she said with a scowl.

“I am talking about those leather leggings, and you may find your life difficult if you decline,” he said mildly as he shrugged on his jacket. “Ana will fetch you shortly to make sure you eat breakfast. Afterwards, I’ll have some paperwork for you to sort and file. I’ll try to join you for lunch, but I have a meeting that might go over.”

“Meeting?” she asked as she raised her eyebrows. “Like you’re a business man? Please.”

“I run several businesses,” he said mildly. “Unfortunately, this is not a business meeting. There is a territorial dispute that I have to take care of.”

“Fine,” she said tightly. “Please leave so I can get dressed.”

“I saw quite a bit of you last night,” he pointed out. She didn’t budge, and he just smiled. “Very well. Keep in mind that Ana reports directly to me, as does everyone in this house. Behave yourself, Natalia.” He leaned over and bent down to kiss her, but she flinched.

He grew cold as she closed her eyes and held her breath. “I’m not hurting you, Natalia,” he said coolly as he straightened. “I would think after last night, you would look forward to a kiss.”