I wasn't the only one who'd spent the entire fucking night blowing off steam. Shit, I wasn't sure what the hell I hadn't blown last night with her. Felt like I got hit by a semi when I dragged my ass downstairs the next morning, tasting her sleepy lips one last time before I left. The kiss reminded me the marathon night of fucking must've taken a year off my life, and it was so damned worth it .

Daniel was passed out in a chair by the window, an empty bottle of good vodka at his side. In the master office, Lev's naked ass was pressed against the glass, his big arms wrapped around the slim blonde I'd seen taking care of shit around the house .

Jesus Christ. None of us had time for this shit. Party time was over with planning to do .

When I ripped open the door, the girl woke his ass screaming. I pretended I wasn't the world's biggest, most thoroughly fucked hypocrite .

“What the fuck are you doing?! This is what I left you down here to work on all night while I did all the important shit? Look at this! Goddamn, brother. Now we'll have to find a new maid too .”

They never lasted long when somebody's appetite got the better of them. If she was lucky, she'd get a fat payout and a one way ticket back to her old country, cold cash and a hard warning to forget all about America and working for the Ivankov brothers .

Lev stood up and covered the girl with his naked body, shielding her from me. Fuck. Way too early for the sight of my brother's naked body. He looked like an overgrown tiger standing on two legs .

“Asshole! Why can't you knock first?” He stepped up and slapped my chest .

I stumbled backwards, fully ready to send my fist into his jaw. Then I heard the footsteps behind me, fast and uneven. Daniel tackled both of us, knocked us onto the floor, all while the blonde bitch squealed and grabbed for her clothes .

She was out the door, running somewhere more discrete to dress while we all grappled with each other. I got in a couple punches and blooded Lev's nose. I was about to bust his fucking lip – best way to show him I was serious – when Daniel started laughing like an idiot .

“What's so damned funny?” I growled, wrapping my free hand around his throat .

“Just realized this is what it's come to. You and the Ligiotti bitch upstairs. Lev, burying himself in housekeeper pussy .”

“And you with your fucking bottle,” I snarled, tightening my fingers around his throat .

He moved surprisingly fast for a man with a hangover, jerking his head to break the lock I had on him. “Yeah. Point is, we're all procrastinating now. No more lying, brothers. We're afraid to do this fucking job, aren't we? What happened before killed us. Sucked the wind right out of our sails. We screwed up We let that bastard get away, and almost killed some innocent girls on top of it. Thank God somebody was looking out for them .”

My fists weakened. Lev took the opportunity to throw me off him, roaring as he stood and marched across the room, finding his clothes .

I got back on my feet and contemplated a re-match while his back was turned. Forget it. Both my brothers were being total cocks, but Daniel had a point. He'd also just spat out the shit that used to keep me up all night behind bars, the guilt and amazement that things hadn't gone off worse when Gioulio escaped our bomb .

We'd killed a bunch of twisted fucks and almost bagged him, yeah. But we could've just as easily killed the slave girls. Nobody wanted to fuck up and miss him again, and getting clean blood on our hands was worse than spilling our own .

Fuck .

I pointed to Lev. “Soon as this jackoff is dressed, let's get some breakfast and talk business. No more drinks or fucking. It's time to be adults and get our shit in order .”

Lev turned, buttoning his shirt, giving me a demon glare. “Don't act so damned high and mighty, dear brat. I know you were fucking the night away like me. Least I know how to stick my dick in a place that's only gonna cause us a little drama .”

I suppressed a growl. Hearing him let Russian slip, the harsher foreign tone we'd been raised with from our father reminded me these fucks weren't my enemies. Not by a long shot. These boys were all I had. All I'd get to help me do what I came to do. All I had on my side to wrap this shit up and find out if there was more to Sabrina than discovering how many nasty noises she could make underneath me while I fucked her into the mattress .

Daniel smoothed a hand across his face, wiping at his hangover's afterglow. He looked at me with the same bright blue eyes set in my own head, only his were duller from the binge drinking .

“Breakfast it is. Bring the girl down. We'll all interview her to make sure she's truly ready to go out on her own .”

Frowning, I pushed myself well into his personal bubble. Daniel stumbled back a couple steps and then caught himself, ready to fight if he had to. He lacked some of the brawn Lev and I had, but the boy made up for it in brains instead, and he was a sneaky motherfucker when push came to shove .

“No. What happens today is between the three of us. I'm not letting your bullshit undo all the fucking progress I've made this past week. She's ready to go. I opened her eyes. She's a believer after seeing all the fucked up shit her bastard uncle's been hiding. I didn't have to twist her arm an inch .”

Thank fuck for that. If Sabrina hadn't cracked, my brothers would've been riding my ass to resort to darker means, longer captivity, and all the pitch black bullshit that came with making a hostage work with us .

We weren't the good guys. I'd never had any illusions about that. Sure, there were lines the Ligiotti bastards crossed that we never would, but it didn't mean we were exempt from using blades and cages and brutal threats when there was a damned good reason .

Daniel sniffed. Lev came up behind him, and I was the first one out. My brothers followed behind me to the dining hall, where I called the servants over the intercom and told them to get the morning grub going .

Ten minutes later, after some coffee and half a plate of good eggs and salami, I was in my right mind to work this shit out. Hopefully without putting a few more bruises on the boys at my side .

“We're gonna need that interview, Anton,” Daniel said, forking food into his mouth. “Let us talk to her. Unless you can convince us she's done a full one-eighty in a week's time, we need to hear your girl with our own ears .”

Lev chuckled, taking a big bite out of a green pear. “We all have a way with women, brothers. But, tell me, Anton, since when does fucking a bitch turn her against the only family she's ever known ?”

My fists hit the table hard. My brothers both jumped, and then settled back into their seats with a glare .

“The dicking didn't do shit. She wanted it. It's not goddamned mind control, and you boys are smart enough to know it,” I growled. “Sabrina's changed her mind because I showed her the fucking truth, cold and up close. I told her that all the upstanding citizens I blew to kingdom come were gutter feeding rats, and I backed it up with proof. She's gonna help us get to Gioulio one way or another .”

“Yeah? What's that? Radio collar?” The tone in Daniel's voice said he was only half-serious. We'd done the wire thing before with a few other fucks under our care .

Of course, none of those fucks were one hundredth as pretty as Sabrina. I'd never fucked any of them 'til the point of collapse. They never clawed underneath my skin neither, making me fly into a chest thumping rage whenever I thought about 'em getting skinned alive by our enemies .

Shit. I grabbed my forehead and steadied myself, wondering what the fuck she'd done to me .

No joke. If she hadn't felt so fucking good last night, virgin and all mine, I would've believed she had something up her pussy to poison a man's mind .

“What the fuck? Are you okay?” Lev took another bite, his big blue eyes showing brotherly concern .

“I'm fine. Look, I'm telling you she's gonna work with us. If she doesn't, you can take me out to the courtyard and put a fucking bullet in my head. And I'd deserve a whole lot worse for fucking over this family on a gut feeling .”

Daniel held out a hand. “Stop right there. I'm willing to give this crazy shit a chance because we've got no better way to get to the Italian, but you're gonna need more than guts backing this up. I've been wanting to try out my new gear anyway .”

“The bug?” I exhaled slowly. “What good's it gonna do? Yeah, we'll be able to see where she's at and what the fuck she's doing. But really, if she wants to fuck us over as soon as she's outta our grasp, it's not like we can come roaring in to deal with it. Not when she's in family territory .”

Lev folded his arms and Daniel glared at me like I'd flipped my fucking lid. Maybe I truly had. I'd fucked and unloaded in that sweet thing six or seven times last night, mere hours ago, and my cock was already throbbing the more I ate, hungry for more .

“She's not going anywhere unless D does his thing, brother. I'm not gonna fucking allow it. You know I'm right. Papa would start kindling a fire in his fucking grave from the spin if we let that bitch walk home without something on her. You believe your hunch is right. We want to believe it too. Keeping tabs on her will prove everybody's sincere. Maybe we'll even let her go without that friendly talk .”

I swallowed. Fuck, much as I didn't want to admit it, he was right. And this time, the gut feeling about sending Sabrina back had damned well better be right. If she turned tail and fucked us over, betrayed me ...

She'd die. And I'd probably die in the process putting her and her twisted uncle down .

No, damn it, this had to work .

“Okay,” I said at last. “I'll slip it on her tonight before I tell her the news. She'll be ready to go tomorrow .”

“Make sure she is,” Lev said, ripping down to his pear's core with his teeth. “We've already taken some serious delays. You know the state's bringing the Feds in to hunt your ass, right ?”

Daniel nodded. “It's a small miracle they haven't dropped in on us yet. Keeping the family name off this place will give us shelter for awhile, but it's only a matter of time before some badge comes sniffing here, looking for Anton .”

I didn't say anything. I wasn't a fucking fool. I knew damned well my chances to help end the war with the Italians were ticking away by the second .

Tick-tick-fucking-tock .

The big clock beneath our grandfather's portrait clicked behind me, a real world reminder of everything around me narrowing like a goddamned noose .

I'd make this shit work. Sabrina would waltz in, work with Gioulio to get us his location, and then I'd swoop in and carry her away after putting lead in that fucker. I'd carry her away like a caveman if I had to. No fucking way was I leaving her behind to rot .

And next time, I'd take my girl away from this shit for good. Far, far away. Somewhere we'd be safe from being separated. Anywhere we could both put this dark shit behind us and get down to what really mattered .

* * *

S he was in the bath when I found her that evening, probably soaking her sore muscles after the night we'd had. I couldn't help but suppress a grin that I'd done that to her .

Her hands sloshed through water when I pushed open the door. “Don't you ever knock ?”

“Not necessary, babe. It's not like there's anything in here I haven't seen before – and I'm gonna see it all again up close real fucking soon .”

She quirked an eyebrow. “You're very sure of yourself .”

I shrugged. “It's easy to know my odds after the way you screamed on this dick last night. You gonna bathe here all night or have you worked up an appetite yet ?”

“I'm starving .”

“Then let's get you dressed and have some dinner. I got the chef to set us up in a special spot. I think we can dine outside tonight. You won't run off .”

I stuck a hand in my pocket and fingered the bug. Fuck, slipping that little black chip into her shit tonight felt wrong. But it was the only sane thing to do before I sent her on her merry way, the only way my brothers were gonna let her go back to Chicago at all .

There was still a damned good chance everything could go wrong once she was outta here too. Who knew when I'd get to run my hands through that soft black hair again? What if it was months before I tasted her sweet cunt, or felt the way it jerked around me when I slammed my cock to the hilt ?

Fuck, fuck fuck. I was already missing her, and she wasn't even gone yet .

“Let's go,” I growled, stepping up to the tub and pulling her up with one hand .

She looked so damned delectable I wanted to rip off my clothes, push her back into the water, and fuck her right there. I'd make the water in the tub rain all over the fucking bathroom with how bad I needed to be inside her, raw and desperate, fevered as the way my skin burned a few degrees higher just looking up and down her sleek, naked body .

“Okay, okay! I'm coming,” she said, flopping over the little step against my chest .

I reluctantly let her go and handed her a towel. Then I tugged her back into my grasp while I dried her off. Any excuse to get my rough hands on her was a good one. Something about the bath made her skin smoother than ever, exquisite in a special, feminine way .

My dick wanted to rip right through my trousers and push between her legs. The fiery pull between us was magnetic, pleading, do-or-fucking-die .

Goddamned it. I had to get her dressed now before I forgot all about the shit I had planned in the gardens. If I didn't, my appetite for anything besides serious fucking would be wiped .

“Pick something warm,” I said, dropping the towel and walking her over to the closet. “It's a chilly night out there. There's a little jacket in there if you really need it .”

She disappeared into the big walk-in closet. I waited outside it, re-thinking my dumbass encouragement for dressing in layers. Well, fuck. It's not like whatever she picked would be staying on all night anyway .

We'd all wind up naked, whether it was in the grass or in this bed. I was gonna fuck her like it was our last time tonight – and if God was cruel, it might be. My heart pounded lava through my veins, and it all went straight to my dick, hammering away in my pants 'til she finally stepped out .

Christ. Even when she was dressed in a cool cashmere sweater and a nice thick skirt flowing down to her ankles, she was beautiful. My fingers twitched at my sides, aching to grab her silky black hair and shove her to the wall, rip that shit off, and get inside her right now .

Control yourself, asshole, a voice rumbled in my head. You've done it before and it always pays dividends when you finally get your dick wet .

Yeah, but not like this. Not with anyone like her. I still had a lot to learn about this chick, but she'd become a fucking obsession I couldn't banish from my head. Morning, noon, or night, everything revolved around her, and not just because she was the master key to putting Gioulio Ligiotti in his grave .

“Well? Are we going? I'm anxious to see what this big secret is .”

I swallowed. Fucking idiot. Felt just like a kid again about to go off to prom. Of course, that night I'd discovered I was a natural animal in bed. The little girl who rode my dick must've squirted three times for every load I popped .

I used a condom then, same as ninety percent of the chicks I ever fucked. But not with Sabrina .

I'd never, ever keep rubber between that sweet pussy and me. I'd fill her the fuck up and watch it run outta her pink slit with pride, one of many ways her perfect body smoked when it was done burning, trembling, and screaming on my flesh .

We got outside and headed downstairs, down the fork in the hall leading to the back gardens. Good thing Daniel was drowning his ass in the bar downstairs again. He would've given me shit over spending the night outside, even though the back gardens were totally enclosed .

Fucker worried too much about the Feds. Too much about her escaping too. What good was freedom if I couldn't do the shit I wanted because I was too busy looking over my shoulder for bastards eager to drag me back to prison ?

No way. No how. I wasn't letting anything get in the way of tonight, and right now I wanted her warmth more than I loved the cool Fall breeze brushing against my skin .

When we stepped through the big glass door leading out back, she stopped and stared. The garden was lit with torches stretching all the way to the gazebo with the table, where dinner and wine waited for us .

I normally preferred something harder to go with my steak, but for her, I'd go classy as fuck. If I was hoping to knock her panties off, I'd done the job too well .

I had to grab her and pull her along the soft lit path to get the girl moving again. She couldn't stop gawking at the display, marveling at all the vines and flowers we passed on our way in. Old Grigor gave a respectful nod as we walked by him .

I nodded back, letting him know he was dismissed. He wanted to make sure everything was cool. Of course it was because the family kept the right man in charge of this shit. And if something was fucked, he'd come roaring back when I called to fix it .

Pulling out a chair next to me for Sabrina, I waved. “Sit down, babe. This is a special night .”

She sat down, and then I took the chair across from her, trying to switch my brain off sex for one micro-second. Dinner helped with that .

Sabrina talked all about her life in the windy city while we ate. After her mom died, her old man got fucked up on all sorts of junk and put her in bastard Gioulio's orbit. The fuck kept her close like a caged dove – without her even realizing it .

“Uncle always wanted me to be a good girl. He saved me from getting in too deep with the family business, steered me into journalism instead,” she said. “I guess he hoped I'd end up growing up and traveling the world for stories. He never counted on a burning interest in the local stuff – especially the roots my family's helped lay down here. Living history, you know .”

I nodded, popping a perfect piece of steak in my mouth. Goddamn, it was good. Not so good it took any attention off fucking her, though .

“Don't you think he was trying to control you? He knew you'd break if you found out what he was into. You'd want no part of it .”

She stared at her plate thoughtfully. “Yeah, I suppose. After what you've showed me...I wonder if I know who he is at all. Uncle Gioulio's not the man I thought he was. I knew bad things were happening in the drug world to keep the money and the lifestyle coming. I just never thought he was trafficking women. I never thought he'd go that far .”

Her angry eyes darted up. If she was pissed at me for ripping back the curtain, fine. It didn't matter as long as most of that rage was directed at her own flesh and blood, the asshole who deserved to be taken out swiftly, ending a decades old cat and mouse game .

“He did,” I reminded her, driving it fucking home. “And you're gonna help us make him fucking pay. Tomorrow. I trust you, Sabrina .”

I reached for her hand. Dinner was just about over as far as I was concerned. I'd waited 'til she'd plowed through most of her food and was onto her second glass of wine .

“What do you mean ?”

“Our boy Misha's gonna drive you home to the city tomorrow. Don't know if your uncle's sealed up your place or not, but we'll let you off at his night club, that pear place you're always hanging out at. The sooner he finds you, the sooner we can get this shit over with .”

She tensed up. Her fingers smoothed their way over mine, and I tightened my hold. “I'm not your asshole uncle. I'm being open, frank with you in a way no man's been before. I want your help with offing his ass not just because we've got a blood vendetta. I need you to help me put him down so we can be together, babe. That's what you want, right ?”

Her dark eyes met mine. Pale white cheeks flushed red, like she was afraid to admit it. Yeah, the world knew it was wrong to have us coming together. Warring blood wasn't meant to love. And it sure as shit wasn't meant to fuck so good, so natural .

“Don't play shy,” I growled, pushing my chair out and coming over to her. “You wanna see how bright this future burns, don't you ?”

“Yeah,” she finally said, breath storming out her soft lips. “It's just happening so fast. I can't kill him myself. I can't be there when –“

I jerked her up and smashed her to my chest. My fingers caught her chin, gently twisted her face to mine, making her look at me. My dick knew damned well what it wanted, but for once my heart overpowered his greedy hunger .

“You won't have to. All you gotta do is figure out where he's gonna be and when. We'll give you a burner phone, and you'll call me as soon as you know. Give us a time, a place, something you'll know with certainty. I'll have you picked up and gone before he shows. My brothers and I'll corner him and finish the shit we should've wrapped up months ago. It'll be over fast. We'll be free to figure out the rest, babe. Everything we're gonna do with the rest of our lives .”

My hands slipped down her back, and then trailed lower. My palm stopped on her ass and my fingers tightened, feeling her, rocking her hips into mine. I wasn't shy about showing her exactly what that future was gonna be .

Honestly, I didn't give two shits about the rest, as long as she was happy .

We'd have to flee the States for awhile, yeah. Maybe she'd finally get that foreign writer career after all, or else she'd learn to bake and paint if she wanted. We had the money to do it all, and with the Ligiotti clan neutered, there was nothing stopping us from making whole continents our bitch .

Even the Feds would get off my trail with time. We could come back to the States, home to Chicago. You'd be amazed what a lotta bribes in the right places plus a few years can do for any crime .

“Is it really that easy, Anton?” She lowered her head, looking strained, conflicted .

“Long as I'm in charge here, fuck yeah, it is. I can't stand you doubting me.” I let my other hand glide down her ass, and when both were firmly there, I squeezed. She gasped .

Perfect. I wasn't gonna let her walk outta here thinking this shit wouldn't work. And if she couldn't get it through her head by words alone, then I'd give her body the best damned distraction in the world .

“Look at me, Sabrina. We're gonna wrap this shit up and get on with our lives. We don't have to spend the best years we've got wrapped up in this twisted underworld. I've already given my family plenty. After this, I'm done. I'm taking a well deserved break. I wanna travel with a girl and figure out all the shit I haven't yet .”

She smiled, and I knew I was speaking to the same needs inside her. Warring blood or not, we were brother and sister in crime and death. We'd been shaped by the roughest edges in life a human being could know .

Could we smooth shit out? I didn't fucking know, but damn if I wasn't gonna try. I'd be the one to set her free, give her what her wicked uncle never could .

“What do I need before you send me out to play secret agent?” She asked .

I almost laughed. Now, she was in such a rush she wanted to get right down to brass tacks. I wasn't having it .

“I'll show you. Walk with me.” I reluctantly pulled my hands off her ass and we moved down the long, winding path plunging deeper into the the gardens, towards a long crop of big trees in the flat Illinois landscape .

“It's beautiful out here,” she said, smiling at the stars. “Almost makes me believe we can really do this .”

“Good. You stay out here and look at this shit as long as it takes for you to know we can.” I stopped by a big row of vines curling up a stone bear statue, pulling her to my chest. “Take a good long fucking look, babe. I can take you razzing me with that sweet tongue or fighting tooth and nail. But I'll never have you doubting shit. Not now. Not ever. Understand ?”

She blinked. What the hell was that unease still tugging at her face ?

I was starting to get pissed, wondering why my best words were falling deaf. Fuck, if words weren't gonna do the job, then I'd tear her clothes off and fuck her right here on the ground. There was another gazebo further out, some shit my old man installed when he brought his girlfriends out here .

“I gave you a chance,” I said, shaking my head. “Looks like you're not gonna believe anything I say .”

“No! No, it's not that. It's just that I'm trying to digest all this. Please, Anton, it's hard. I'm not used to playing these spy games and killing like you are .”

I stopped mid-step and my arm tightened around her neck. “You don't need to get used to it. You only gotta do your job and scope your uncle's shit out once, feed it back to us. I told you to stop doubting me, babe. Now we're done talking .”

Her eyes widened, full of wonder at what I was gonna do. Pushing her up the single step to the gazebo, I walked her inside it, straight to the smooth marble bench near the back. I sat on it, spinning her around, never letting her outta my grasp .

“Anton! It's so cold here ...”

She tried to resist as I yanked off her skirt. Cold or not, I wasn't stopping. I was gonna give her one helluva send off 'til we met again. One last wild night to make damned sure she did what I said and came back, to make her forget about her fear, to make her trust and believe me .

I'd make her come so fucking hard it blew her brains out, and then I'd stuff whatever the fuck I wanted in her head. This girl was mine, dammit, and I wanted everything – body, mind, and soul .

She whimpered and stiffened up in the cool night air, bracing her bare legs against me. I'd let her keep the sweater on for this part, long as she buckled up and came for me like a good girl .

Sabrina moaned softly as I reached up her skirt and fisted her panties. They came down her sleek legs in one jerk. She stepped out of them and turned .

However conflicted she'd been a couple of minutes ago, her pussy sure didn't show it. She was swollen, wet, and waiting for me. When I saw the pearly slickness between her legs, my dick thumped hard in my pants, bouncing with thick, hot blood pumping through it .

Shit, I needed her. Needed her taste, her smell, the sweet fucking music she made when I nailed her clit .

“Anton!” She called my name once and I silenced her with a jerk forward .

My face dove between her legs and I pinched her ass tight, giving her no way to go but into my mouth. My tongue found what it was looking for. I smiled as I opened my lips, digging into her sweetness, teasing her lower lips with slow, sensual licks .

The girl deserved a little warm up before I caused her whole body to quake with my tongue .

Her nipples must've been hard as fuck beneath the sweater. I'd get to sucking them a little later, but fuck if I didn't treat her clit the same way. I found it with my teeth and pinched tight, letting her roll her hips, slowly working on my mouth just perfect .

My fingers pinched her ass harder. She'd show me how bad she wanted this, or I'd drag out this orgasm 'til dawn .

It didn't take long. Sabrina became a rocking, moaning, oozing mess, grinding her pussy into my lips, circling her clit against my tongue. When she least suspected it, I took her, opened her, sucked her tenderest target into my mouth .

That little nub got sucked deep and smothered with licks. Fucking incredible. My assault was too ferocious and she tried to squirm outta my grip, but I held on for dear life. No fucking way was she getting away before her body seized like lightning .

Fuck, she tasted good. Her cream drove me on, licking deeper, faster. My fingers helped her pussy slide back and forth on my lips. I was fucking coated in her juices by the time she came .

The girl went off like a seething volcano, running her fingers through my hair and screaming like a banshee. I made sure she didn't topple to the ground when her knees went weak. Her little clit throbbed between my lips as she lost control, giving it all up, giving me everything I wanted .

I knew right then I'd never get tired of tormenting her like this. No woman would ever compare to making this one come. Nobody else would ever start a fire in my guts that wouldn't stop burning 'til she was owned, branded, under my control .

She was shaking when she came down from the orgasmic high. I helped her onto the stone bench. Her little ass jerked, too cool for comfort .

Too damned bad. She'd be full of fire again soon enough. My dick thumped against my trousers like a fucking battery ram, and now was the perfect time to let it frolic .

Her legs were open, still trembling when I got on the bench and started taking off my clothes. She watched me undo my shirt and then the dark pants. Fuck, no use keeping the boxers on too. They slid down my strong thighs and hit the ground, and I joined her, naked in the cool, glorious dark .

“God. I'm freezing,” she whispered, tucking her hands around her breasts, trying to tug her jacket lower to cover up what I'd exposed .

My lips quirked. Silly girl. Didn't she know the rest of what she had on was coming off right now ?

Freezing or not, she didn't fight me as I drew off the jacket and then unzipped her dress, rolling it all the way off, then working on the lacy black bra underneath. My cock jerked when I saw her pink nipples pointing at the stars. I couldn't have stopped my mouth for anything in the world .

Her temperature flushed and overheated less than a minute after I sucked the first. She tasted so fucking good all over, every delicate part of her, curves upon curves begging to be conquered. Her back arched against me when I started on the other one, taking my sweet time, pinching the wet soft nip I'd already sucked between my fingers .

Her hips shifted against mine. We both knew damned well what she wanted, and her sneaky little body brushed against my cock, calling me home, calling me to fuck .

Just feeling her opening a couple inches from me turned my blood molten. She was melting underneath me, sure, but I was rattling apart, inch by savage inch .

Fuck me. Fuck her .

If I didn't take her right that second, I risked shooting off all over her belly like a goddamned teenager. Just the thought of wasting my come anywhere but inside her pissed me off royal .

I rose, giving my cock a good jerk to aim it right. Her wide dark eyes were all over me, marveling, as if she knew how bad her body teased me. If she did, then she was gonna find out right now how hard I fucked when I'd been teased too damned long .

I filled her in one thrust. Her sharp gasp made my ears bristle, and I swore I could hear her heartbeat too. The tempo thudded harder in her chest when I pulled my hips back and slammed into her again, grinding my dick so close to her womb, making her feel every fucking inch, smothering her clit with my pubic bone .

“Anton! Yes!” Her bones were shaking again, calling me to shake them harder. “Please ...”

Her nails scraped my shoulders, begging me to fuck her. Request granted .

I plowed into her again and again, shook her entire body, didn't slow down once 'til I heard her ass bouncing on the slab underneath us. That was my cue to rear up and grab her ass, thrusting deeper still, feeling my balls start to boil when her legs got a death lock around my waist .

One look told me she was about to come. I pistoned faster, slapping my balls on her soft flesh so fucking hard it hurt. We fucked right through her second orgasm of the evening .

No lie, I almost lost it more than a couple times when her pussy sucked and clenched at my cock. But I wasn't done yet. I wasn't giving her shit 'til she was a totally ravaged incoherent mess .

I wanted her to burn with me, roast like a human torch in the gardens lightning up our path. I wanted to fuck her senseless and bring her back to life again. I wanted to fuck her so hard she forgot her own name .

It didn't fucking matter. Nothing did except her knowing exactly who I was: the man who owned every beautiful inch of her, the man who made her come so hard she forgot about all the bullshit waiting for us tomorrow .

Her eyes were wide, bleary, and insatiable when she started coming down from the climax. I held her ass, pushed her to me, and rolled her over .

“Get on my dick,” I growled, pointing and pulling her onto my lap. “You want my come? Then you'll pump it outta me, riding this cock for all you're worth .”

She blushed. Shy as usual, but that act wasn't fooling anybody. I watched her sweet cunt sink down on my length, grunting as her hips locked onto mine. Her legs pinched tight .

I tried not to grin. Fuck, this was gonna be good, just knew the girl was a natural rider .

She bobbed up and down, getting her footing at first, slowly picking up speed. She stopped every few seconds, throwing her head back, trying to keep going as the pleasure shot through her .

I grabbed both her hands and held them tight. “Come on. You can go harder than that. Fuck me like you mean it, babe. Make my balls melt .”

A minute later, I realized what an animal I'd just turned loose. She went wild, bucking against me a little harder with every thrust, riding my full length like a champ, showing her little teeth as they dug into her bottom lip .

Oh, shit. Motherfuck .

Her nails raked my chest and those plump thighs slapped mine in a steady clap. It must've been forty degrees that night, but I was drenched, drowning in my own sweat the same as her. The approaching release took us both by the throats, a fever that wouldn't break 'til I spent everything I had .

I couldn't suppress my own beast anymore. I wrapped my fingers around her ass and power fucked her, slamming my cock so hard into her pussy she bounced in the air, rode me like I was running a hundred miles an hour. And I always yanked her back, right where she belonged, impaling her 'til her pussy squeezed my nuts .

“Oh...oh...oh. My. God !”

I'm sure he could hear her prayers as she threw her head up to the sky. Sabrina's pussy convulsed like a maniac. The hellfire churning in my balls wouldn't stay put anymore – not when her cunt was jerking me off like a vise wrapped in silk .

I exploded. My fingers dug into her ass so hard it had to hurt, but she just kept riding me, making me lose my mind buried inside her .

Fuck, fuck, fuck !

Coming never felt so good. Half my soul ripped out my cock in the jets I pumped inside her. Snarling, thrashing, grunting, I went full primal as our orgasm fused us together .

I could feel her in every pulse, just the same as she could feel me each time my cock twitched and spat fire up into her. Shit, we were completely toasty by the end, but on the way there I forgot we were fucking buck naked outside .

Thank fuck the cool night air blanketed us. For the first time since we'd started, I actually felt cold, listening to her make little sighs as she recovered her senses .

“You're one helluva fuck for being so new to it, babe,” I said, tugging her to my chest .

She answered me with a long, hot kiss. The girl knew how to tease, even when my dick was so numb and zonked out it felt like it'd take a thousand years to recover .

More like a thousand milli-seconds at the rate we were going. I pulled out and kissed her again, rolling her on her back, letting more blood pool into my dick. I fisted her hair and held her down while we kissed, letting my teeth get into it when she moaned into my mouth .

Before I knew it, I was hard as stone again .

It was the start of two more sanity stripping fucks out in the old gazebo. If my old man could've seen the shit I did to her in his favorite spot, he probably would've jumped outta his grave and bought me a tall shot of good vodka .

When our fires burned cooler and we were both half-frozen, I gathered up our clothes and helped her dress. The servants asked no questions as I carried her inside. They got paid good money to keep their fucking mouths shut and treat every Ivankov brother like any other gold plated swinging dick .

A steady pay check and common blood rooted in Mother Russia did a lot to make sure we never got traitors in our house .

I carried her up to her room and laid her down, lighting a fire to warm us both up. Yeah, we fucked again, two or three more times. The last time my dick shot off inside her was bittersweet .

A couple more kisses, and she was out like a light, giving me ample opportunity to do what I needed. The little bag the servants left out for her was waiting by the door. I grabbed my pants off the floor and fished out the small circular plastic chip Daniel had pieced together .

How that boy came up with these fucked up inventions, I'd never understand. The CIA and FSB would've drooled their fucking hearts out at the size of this thing .

It easily hooked to the side of her purse like a little bead. GPS and a microphone. We'd be able to see everywhere she went, and hear her the second she started talking to her bastard uncle .

It's for her good and yours. Just turn her loose with this shit and bring it to a close. She never has to know .

Yeah. Yeah, fucking right .

If only I could've believed it would be that easy. Guilt jumped up and bit me in the ass, sinking its venom deep. Compromising with my brothers wasn't neat and pretty. In this case, it was downright fucked .

What's a man supposed to do when the only way to save the woman he loves and his only family was to betray her like this ?

Shit. Did I just feel the L-word rattling around in my brain ?

Too many questions for tonight. I slipped outta her room and stepped into mine, downing a few smooth shots of vodka from my liquor cabinet before I returned. I crashed down on the bed and she nuzzled her way to my chest .

The girl trusted me, wanted me. Mission accomplished. It was only for a week or so, and this would all be over, as soon as she was able to tell us where to corner Gioulio and put him down .

I'd been around long enough to know a fucking lot can happen in a week. The plan might go off perfect, or she might find the dirty secret in her purse and blow it all to hell .

There was nothing left to do but sleep through my doubts 'til morning. I held her so fucking tight I thought she'd wake up, but she didn't. My girl slept in my arms, murmuring like a kitten every few breaths, ticking down the seconds 'til fate called us both to the bench and decided whether we'd burn or live our lives in bliss .

* * *

I kissed her hard, just short of bruising her lips, in the entryway the next day. My brothers lurked in the background, not saying shit. Daniel gave me the evil eye, silently telling me I'd better have planted the bug on her like we agreed .

I tuned them out. This whole sick situation melted in my lips on hers, a kiss so savory it would soothe our time apart .

“Take care of yourself, babe. You know how to get me on that burner phone anytime. Keep it away from your dickhead uncle .”

“You know I will,” she said, brushing her lips over mine one last time. “I never thought all I'd want while leaving you would be to come straight back. I didn't think Stockholm Syndrome was real either ...”

My brothers snickered. I turned, shot them an angry look, and pulled her to the porch outside. The chauffeur was down there waiting .

“We both do what we have to. Don't think for a second you're falling for me because of some fucked up glitch in your head, Sabrina. You know what we had the last two nights was real. No bullshit. No joke .”

My greedy hands went around her and tugged her close. She gasped like a shock rolled through her when her nipples rubbed against me .

Goddamn. How the fuck was I gonna survive a week without her body tangled in mine ?

My dick wanted her again. It didn't matter how many times we fucked in twenty-four hours, I still wanted more. And I wanted way more than just her pussy .

Then she finally said the words I needed like this fresh autumn air swirling around us. “I know. This thing is crazy, Anton. There's a lot I'm still trying to understand. Can't figure out if you're a scary lunatic or the best thing that ever happened to me .”

My hands found her ass and squeezed. Yeah, the boy down by the car was getting a bit of a show, but fuck it. I didn't care who saw, or how it made them feel .

“A man can be both, babe. I don't give a shit what you think I am. Long as it makes you wanna come back and kiss these lips, we're good. Now, get the fuck outta here before I rip off your clothes and fuck you in the backseat of that car .”

The chauffeur smirked. I watched him outta the corner of my eye rounding to the passenger door and opening it, waiting to take her away .

I gave her a gentle push and she went down the steps, her shiny new heels clicking the concrete. Damn, I was gonna miss that sound – almost as much as I'd miss having her legs wrapped around me while she screamed .

Sabrina turned around and bathed me in one more dark brown longing look before she slid into the car. The door closed, the driver got in, and soon the car was rolling down the long winding path towards the gate .

I watched 'til Lev came up behind me and slammed a hand on my shoulder. “You're really into this chick, yeah? Don't fucking fret. She'll be back as soon as her asshole uncle's gone .”

“I know. We never miss our target twice. That's the easy part .”

He stared at me as I turned, heading inside. I wasn't in the mood to enlighten him .

Gioulio Ligiotti and his crew were gonna die by our hands one way or another. That much was sure. What I didn't know was how I'd get a second chance with her heart if something got fucked up .

The world I was holding in my hands was like slippery, fragile glass. It was good as long as it was in my hands, but there were a million ways for it to roll away and break in the world beyond my grasp .

And once it did, there was no putting that shit back together .