Seducing the Badman (Russian Bratva #2) (32 page)

“Whatever I want then? I ask you what you desire, and your answer is whatever I want? Do not placate me,” he growls. I look into his eyes.

They have gone dead, like fucking ice, and it sends a shiver through my body, along with spikes of fear.

“No, Rad, I want what you wish to give me. I just want to make you happy,” I sob as tears slide down my cheeks. He grins at the site and places a kiss on one of my wet cheeks.

“You make me happy, Em, so fucking happy. Now, I’m going to fuck my good little
blyad
. My little wife. My little kotik,” he mutters as his nose nuzzles my neck right before his cock slams inside of me.

I cry out in surprise, louder than I intended. My aching pussy is tender, but Radimir doesn’t care. He takes me just as hard as he did earlier, his hips slamming into my ass as his cock thrusts deep inside of me, over and over. His fingers are twisted in my hair as his other hand slides up and wraps around my neck. I cannot take my eyes off of his, my neck hurts so badly twisted in this position.

Radimir’s eyes are dead and cold, but something shines deep inside of them. Something sinister, and I wonder if this is what he talked about when he said the past could overwhelm him and he would go dark.

In this moment, he doesn’t see me,
Emiliya
. He is busy exorcising demons. It should terrify me, but it doesn’t. Instead, it makes me feel a sense of power. I do this for him. I can help him; and maybe after a time, I can exorcise the majority of these demons deep inside of him.

Tears continue to leak down my cheeks as he takes what I offer him—
my body
. It is his. It has been since the moment his gentle hand wrapped around the back of my neck all those months ago. It will be his for eternity.

“Make it hurt, Radimir,” I mutter and his hand squeezes my throat.

It doesn’t hurt,
not really
. It is restrictive, but he’s not doing this to torture me. I can feel my body climbing closer and closer toward my climax, and as soon as I feel like I will erupt, he pulls out of me and releases my body.

“Roll over,” he demands.

I do, as quickly as possible. He doesn’t have to tell me to spread my legs for him, I do so automatically -
happily
. I bend my knees and spread my legs as widely as I can.

“Look at my good
kotik
. Spreading herself for me,” he grins before his hand comes down and slaps the inside of my tender thigh. I yelp at the strike, but stay focused on him. I watch as he reaches over to the nightstand next to the bed and grabs something.

Radimir pinches my clit hard, making me moan and close my eyes in ecstasy. I feel something dip inside of me and open my eyes in surprise. It is a small, rubbery oval shaped object. I look down in confusion as he slides it in and out of my pussy. It is so small, nothing near the size of his cock, so I am confused.

“This will go in your pretty ass while I fuck you,” he murmurs as he presses the tip against my entrance.

“Radimir,” I say nervously. He shakes his head once.

“It will not hurt, Em. I would never truly hurt you, and you will like it. Trust in your husband,” he says before he grins.

I let my body relax as he slides the toy into my ass. I gasp at the feeling. It is foreign and awkward, so I cannot understand why he claims I will like it; but the smile on his face is enough for me in the moment.

“Filling up my
kotik
, now let me fuck that sweet, sweet, hungry pussy,” he mutters before he sinks his cock deep inside of me.

I groan at the new sensation. Even as small as the toy he used is, I feel like I am going to tear in half. It isn’t excruciating, but still feels a bit uncomfortable.

One of Radimir’s hands slides up my stomach and wraps around my breast, roughly. I whimper at the felling of his touch on the bruised flesh from earlier in the evening. My whimper brings a smile to Rad’s face before he takes my nipple and pinches it so hard I see stars.

Tears immediately pool in my eyes again. It encourages him to do the same to the other side, which causes the pooled tears to immediately spill over. He begins to fuck me as hard as he can, harder than ever before. It is relentless and painful, and I sob.

“You may come, Emiliya, fuck yes,
come
,” he roars as his hand leaves my breast and his thumb presses against my clit. His other hand dives into my hair as his face nuzzles my neck.

I come seconds later, screaming and sobbing uncontrollably. Radimir thrusts in and out of me a few times before he roots deep inside me and I feel his climax. His body shakes over me as he cries out into the crook of my neck. He stays buried deep, his body weight pressing against mine. I wrap my arms around his back and gently caress his spine, his lower back, and his ass.

“I am so sorry that I hurt you so badly,” he mumbles as he slides out of me. I wince at the pain. I wait a beat while he takes the toy out of my ass, throwing it on the ground. Then he sits up on the edge of the bed, his back to me.

“Radimir,” I murmur, getting up on my knees and wrapping my arms around his waist, pressing my cheek to his warm, sweat soaked back.

“I am drunk. I should not have done that to you,” he says as his shoulders shake.

His head is buried in his hands, and the way his body is moving, it is as if he is crying, but I cannot imagine it. I slide onto the floor and crawl between his legs, under his arms.

“Radimir, look at me,” I demand softly, gently. He stops and looks up at me, his blue eyes wet with tears and rimmed red.

“You did not do anything that I didn’t like,” I say, looking into his eyes.

“I hurt you, my
kotik
. I am no good for you, Emiliya. Why do you not let me leave you? This is the life you want? I wasn’t even my roughest and I made you cry. I fucking
loved
it,” he informs me. I cannot do anything but smile at this
man
, my
lover
, my
husband
.

“I am your wife, Radimir. If you cannot be your darkest with me, then I am not doing my job correctly. I can take what you give me and you will never give me more than I can handle,” I say, smiling at him, showing him that I am not scared, nor am I angry.

“What if I give you more than you can take?” he mutters. I take his cheeks in my hands.

“You will not,” I inform him. He shakes his head, but I do not release him. I rise to my knee’s full height and I take his lips with mine in a gentle kiss.

“I could hurt you badly. It would kill me if I did, Emiliya, you must know this.”

“That is why you never will, Radimir. You know how you would feel if I were not yours, so you will always keep yourself in control when you are with me. Aside from all of that, you love me,” I say with a shrug and a smile.

“I do, Emiliya, so very much. I may not show it, but I do love you,” he rasps.

I wrap my arms around his neck before I stand and then gently sit on his thigh. I release him and hold his cheeks in my hands again, my eyes focused on his.

“I love you, Radimir, so very much. I love every single part of you. The good, the bad, and the ugly. You are so strong and protective of me. I love the way you look at me, the way you see only me in a room, like you want me right then and there. I feel the same way. You have been through so much, and yet you are kind and gentle when I need it.

“All of you is perfect to me, and I accept every piece of you. I want to give you children and be at your side for eternity,” I whisper.

I am unable to say another word because Radimir roughly takes my mouth. He devours me before he picks me up and carries me to the shower, washing me with a gentility I didn’t know that he possessed.

We lie down together in bed, naked, and wrapped in only a sheet. My back to his front, his hand wrapped around my waist and his face nuzzling the back of my neck. His lips touch the bite mark he gave me earlier and he sighs.

“If I am ever too rough with you, my
kotik
, you must tell me. The last thing I would ever want is to hurt you,” he murmurs, sleep on its way to fully taking him under. I shiver from his sweet words before I answer him.

“You could not hurt me, Radimir. You love me too deeply.”

W
HEN
I
AWAKE THE
next morning, I feel groggy and hungover, even though I have not had a drop of liquor. I roll over to find the other side of the bed empty, but my body screams in protest. I am so sore; it is beyond anything I have felt before. I do not think I will be able to do anything other than lie around today.

Everything aches
.

The bedroom door opens and Radimir strolls in, wearing slacks and a fresh shirt. He’s carrying a mug of coffee with a playful smirk on his lips. I look into his eyes and am relieved to see that the darkness is gone. He looks happy. My sore body is worth it.

“Morning,
kotik
,” he murmurs as he sets the coffee down on the nightstand. He then sits down next to me.

I am still naked and wrapped only in a sheet. His hand cups my cheek before his fingers brush through my hair.

“Good morning, Rad,” I say quietly.

“How are you feeling?” he asks with concern lacing his features. I reach up and wrap my hand around his wrist before I tug his fingers from my hair and place a kiss to his palm.

“I hope today is a free day of lazing for me, Rad. I fear I cannot run around town all morning, but I will be okay,” I say softly, making sure to keep eye contact with him.

“I hurt you badly, then?” he asks, his brows knitted together in obvious worry.

“No, not too badly; but I will need today to recuperate,” I confess.

“I will cancel my day then. Stay home and take care of my wife,” he frowns.

I shake my head. He cannot stay home with me. Those men last night were not here for vodka and partying; they were here for a reason, and I am sure there is much for him to do.

“Haleigh and Sonia will be here, won’t they?” I ask. Radimir shakes his head once.

“Sonia and the others have left. Haleigh will be here for a while. They are going to house hunt this weekend, as will we,” he informs me. I can’t help the smile that breaks out on my lips.

“Can we live by each other, Radimir?
Oh, please
,” I beg before I pout my lip and bat my eyelashes. Radimir closes his eyes before he reopens them and burst into laughter.

“We shall see, yes?”

“You make me so very happy. Now, off to work with you. Haleigh and I have much catching up to do, and I want to hold her babies all day long. Leave Anton here with us, we will be fine,” I wave him off. He shakes his head and bends over to place a gentle kiss on my forehead.

“Okay, have fun playing with your friend. Anton and another guard will be with you. You may go to the beach if you like, but for fuck sake, will you cover up that perfect fucking body when you do?” he grumbles as he stands. I can’t help the giggle that escapes my lips. He turns and stops to look at me before he grins.

“I love you, Emiliya,” he says softly and seriously. My heart melts inside of my chest.

“I love you, too, Radimir,” I whisper back to him.

He doesn’t say another word. Instead, he winks and saunters out of the door, his perfect tight ass showcased in his suit pants. I’m instantly jealous of anybody that will look in his direction today. His beautiful body wrapped in a suit should be illegal.

I sit up and take the hot coffee from the nightstand, leaning against the headboard. It warms my achy body with the first sip, and I relish in the feeling. My plans for the day include a long, hot bath, and spending time with Haleigh and her babies, possibly on the beach. It promises to be an excellent day, and I cannot wait for it to get started.

I try to stand up from the bed, but my legs quickly buckle underneath me. Everything hurts. I sink to the floor and crawl to the bathroom. I hope that a soak in the tub will at least get me up and able to walk. I would hate to have to explain to Haleigh why I am crawling around like her baby instead of walking.

Once the hot liquid has filled the tub, I wrap my fingers around the edge and try to roll into the water. I hiss as the hot liquid caresses my sensitive skin, and I almost scream when my pussy touches the water.