Possession of the Bratva (Morozov Bratva #15)

Chapter 17 - Aleksandr

I had barely stopped the car when Mila basically sprang out, slamming the car door shut behind her. Getting out, I watched in confusion as she stormed inside. I wondered what had happened. I honestly thought we were in a good place. I was overwhelmed trying to figure out what I had done.

I followed Mila inside. I decided not to probe; I hoped she would open up to me. I called ahead to ensure we had snacks and drinks for our movie. Entering the theater room, I saw everything had been prepared.

Mila sat on one of the reclined chairs, staring at the screen. We had decided on a movie during dinner, so there was no need to search for something. I moved the snacks and drinks to the table between the two loungers.

Taking my seat, I pressed play. I didn’t like her sulky mood, but without knowing what was wrong, I couldn’t help her. We watched a comedy, but Mila didn’t even grin or laugh at the funny bits. Not once did I even see a smile.

I knew something was wrong. Once the movie was done, she rose quickly. “Mila,” I said, watching her stop in her tracks. Getting up I walked to her as I continued. “What’s the matter, dear?” I couldn’t leave it any longer, I had to know.

Mila turned slowly. I couldn’t figure out what she was feeling. Her expression was a mixture of pain, frustration, and what looked like sadness. As she spoke, I could hear the same mixture in her tone. “Nothing, I’m going to take a bath.”

Her words didn’t match her feelings; of this, I was sure. She turned and stormed out. I knew something was bothering her, but for the life of me, I didn’t know what it was. Walking to the room, I wondered what had happened. I replayed the evening over and over in my head. Still, I couldn’t seem to locate the point where things changed.

Entering the room, I felt frustrated. I sat down on the bed, waiting for her. All I could think was that, for some reason, she was upset about the gambling dens. I could not see any other reason for her sudden change in mood. She must think I am cheating the patrons or handling the staff poorly.

I knew I had to explain; she had to see that these things weren’t true. We had just gotten into a good place; I couldn’t let her think of me as a monster again. I had to rectify the situation. I didn’t want to invade her privacy, so I sat waiting for her to come out on the bed.

It felt like an eternity before the door opened. I sat so long that my legs felt numb. Lifting my head, I gazed at her as she entered the room. Mila was wearing a silk and lace dress. It had spaghetti straps, and the tight bodice flared ever so slightly as it ran down to her knees.

My heart skipped a beat, and I felt my breath catching as she glided across the floor. Her skin appeared to be glowing. A penetrating hunger pushed through my body. I wanted to rip the dress from her and reveal the beauty she hid underneath. She was a vision made of dreams.

Staring up into her honey-brown eyes as she came to stand before me, it felt like I was submerged in a vat of sweet wine. She was noticeably still upset, and I knew I had to clarify things if we planned to move forward. “Mila,” I whispered, taking her soft hand and caressing them. “Let me explain, please.”

She just stood there, not moving, so I continued. “Our gambling houses are all above board and legal. Most of our other operations are handled as close to the law as we can. I promise we are not robbing or tricking people in any way.”

“That’s not the problem,” she spat, shaking her head. I could hear some content in her tone but didn’t know where it came from. “Just leave it, I want to go to bed. Please move.”

She had not pulled back or stepped away, and I took this as a good sign. Maybe if I could get down to the root of the problem, I could fix it. “Mila, please tell me what is going on. If you are upset about the staff, please don’t be. I can assure you they are all very well taken care of. You can ask any of them.”

Mila shook her head, “No,” she protested. I could see she was frustrated. As she continued arguing, I heard a mixture of emotions. “I told you nothing is wrong. Can’t we just leave it at that?”

“But I can see you’re upset, dear,” I said softly, squeezing her hands.

“Please stop,” Mila replied in a shaky tone. “Nothing is wrong; I am tired and would like to go to bed now.”

Rising from the bed, I took her chin in my hand and lifted her face as I tried again. “Mila, please, talk to me.”

Mila shook her head wildly as she forced her words out. “It has nothing to do with any of that!” She pushed me to the side, aiming for the bed as she lunged forward.

Grabbing her around the waist, I pulled her into my arms and just held her. I hated that she was so upset and not allowing me into her world. “No, dear,” I whispered over her shoulder. Her sweet essence flooded my senses, sending my mind whirling. She smelled like wildflowers and pine trees after the first spring rains.

I tried to concentrate on the matter at hand. But my emotions were now running amuck within. “Please tell me what is bothering you. I want to settle this; I don’t like seeing you so upset. Please, dear.”

Mila relaxed slightly in my hold. Letting her go, I turned her to face me. “Mila,” I said, lifting her face again. Her eyes were glistening as if she was about to cry.” Kissing her cheek, I pulled her close again. “Please talk to me.”

“That woman in the bar,” she breathed out. “Why did you not stop her when she started flirting with you?”

As she spoke, her words hit me hard. Just before we left, one woman came up to me and flirted. But I did stop it. However, I might have waited too long. I hadn’t realized Mila had been watching me. Mila was jealous, I thought, pulling back slightly. Knowing this changed everything.

I was excited to learn this. It meant she had strong feelings for me. Taking her face in my hands, I spoke seductively as our lips brushed. “Oh, my sweet lady. I am yours. All you have to do is ask.”

Mila let out a shy laugh, turning her eyes down. This was the sign I needed. Our lips sealed into a deep kiss. I felt her hand on my chest, burning a hole in my heart. She gently pushed back, gasping for air. Staring into her eyes, I spoke softly. “Whatever you need, I will do.”

Placing my hands on her ass, I pulled her into me. “Is this what you want?” I whispered in her ear.

I felt her hand moving up my chest into my neck. She grabbed my hair at the back and leaned in, kissing me fiercely. Our first kiss was amazing, but this was mind-blowing. It felt raw and powerful. My body was a minefield waiting to explode.

Mila spoke into my mouth as we stumbled to the bed. “I am in control.”

Falling to my back with her on top, I smiled and nodded. This seemed to be all she needed from me as Mila sat up and ripped open my shirt. Grinning at me, she almost looked wicked as she spoke seductively. “These are in the way.” She moved her hands down my chest to the button and zipper of my pants.

I didn’t stop her. I felt sizzling and alive as she continued to remove my clothes. I was ecstatic that we were finally going to consummate our marriage. If she only knew how rare of an occasion this was. I never relinquished control to anyone. But with her, it was different.

Once my pants hit the floor, I felt her kissing the v line of my stomach. I was slightly startled as I hadn’t expected it. Lifting her head, she smiled at me. I felt my cock throbbing in my underwear. Mila moved up at a snail's pace, leaving hot kisses as she went.

As she moved over my scars, I felt her fingers running over them first, followed by a tender kiss. My body was tingling from all the attention. It’s been a while, and I have craved her touch since I laid eyes on her in the warehouse.

My cock was fighting the constraints of my underwear. But I knew I had to be patient. She needed to be in control. This was important to her. Mila pushed herself up, taking hold of the sides of my underwear. She slowly lifted it before pulling it down. My cock sprung up, throbbing wildly.

I felt her hand close around it. Breathing in hard, I closed my eyes as lightning ran through me. “Oh, baby,” I moaned.

“You like this?” Mila asked in a teasing tone as she lightly moved her hand up and down.

“Yes, oh, yes,” I replied between jagged breaths. All my senses burned with the overload of ecstasy. I wanted to sit up and roll her over to take her. But instead, I tried to calm my racing hormones.

I felt her sitting down over my legs. Her fingers caressed my stomach, moving up to my chest as she leaned in. Feeling her warm, tender lips moving over my cock sent a shiver through me. “Mila,” I managed to say as I gently held her head.

She glanced up at me, lifted a finger, and moved it from side to side, telling me no. She was driving me wild, and I wanted to come inside her. “Mila,” I huffed. “Please, baby.”

Smiling at me, she let go of my cock. She stood up and walked forward on the bed. I held her calves to steady her movement. As she stood over me, she slowly lowered herself. As she straddled me, I was surprised to learn she wasn’t wearing any underwear.

My cock pulsed against her silky soft skin. Leaning down, our lips met. Her kiss was hard but welcoming. Tenderly, I moved my hands up her thighs and under her nighty. As our tongues collided, I gripped her hips.

Lifting her gently, I felt the tip of my cock penetrating her. Mila lifted her head and moaned as I lowered her onto me. She sat upright, gasping as she flipped her head back and placed her hands on mine.

I moaned as my dick was swallowed by her pussy. Mila lifted herself and started moving her hips in circles. Her pussy was hot and wet. The next moment, her hands came down on my shoulders, and she kissed my chest. As she licked my nipples, my body shook lightly.

Lust was consuming me as we moved in sync. I was fighting my senses and my body so I wouldn’t come before her. “I want to see you,” I whispered into her mouth as she kissed me.

Mila sat up. Grabbing the sides of her nighty, she pulled it up and over her head. As her breasts were freed from the dress, they bounced a little. I craved to taste them. Allowing her to control our movement, I pulled her down to my face.

Opening my mouth, I sucked her nipple in. Mila shuddered, letting out a loud moan as she lifted her head back. My mind was swimming in ecstasy as I sucked and nibbled one and then the other. Mila’s pace hastened as I continued.

Sitting back up, she pushed her hands into her hair as she moved faster. Her moans were becoming louder as well. Reaching up, I gripped her nipples in my fingers, pulling tenderly as she rode me.

Letting out a scream, she slowed down a tad. Gripping her hips again, I continued her movement until she was gasping and moaning. I felt her shake as her juices flowed over me. Lifting and lowering her another couple of times, hard and fast, I released into her.

Mila collapsed onto me, breathing loudly. Warping her in my arms, I kissed her forehead. “Baby,” I said between jagged breaths. Before I could continue, I felt her lightly tapping my chest.

Releasing my hold, Mila slipped off me and lay down by my side. Turning to her, I made small circles across her stomach. She smiled and turned to face me. Pulling her close, I kissed her tenderly.

We lay in a tangled mess for a while before Mila got up and went to the bathroom. She returned and slipped on her nighties again before getting back into bed. Wrapping my arms around her, I pulled her to my chest.

“Sleep tight, dear,” I whispered into her ear.