Possession of the Bratva (Morozov Bratva #15)

Chapter 23 - Aleksandr

Mila was still giggling as we got into the car after her fit of laughter. Starting the engine, I shook my head. “Take a few deep breaths, dear. You might break something if you continue.”

This made her giggle some more. Mila placed her hand on my thigh as she leaned closer. “You can do the most adorable things sometimes. Do you know that?” she whispered as she kissed my ear.

Pulling out, I hummed as we drove. I was feeling great, and we were in a good place. Every bone in my bone was lit up. Checking my rearview mirror, I noticed a car not far behind us. It was late. Generally, this time of night the roads were quiet.

Taking a turn, I checked again. Yes, there the car came around the corner. I was sure we were being followed. With the next turn heading away from home, Mila straightened into her seat. “Is something wrong? Did we forget something?” she asked, grinning.

Glancing at her, I smiled lightly. I didn’t want to cause an alarm, but I saw the car still following. I had to be honest with her. “I think we’re being followed, but I’ll shake them. No need to worry,” I replied.

Mila looked back as I sped up. I knew there would be a bit more traffic in town and headed there. I hoped to shake them as I weaved through cars and took a couple more turns. After two more turns, Mila let out a sigh. “I think we lost them,” she said. “I don’t see the car anymore.

The words had barely left her mouth when I saw them coming at us from the left. “Hold on,” I huffed as I swerved and stepped on the gas. Mila looked back, holding onto her seat as I drove like a maniac. I passed cars, took a left, then a right.

“I don’t see them,” Mila huffed.

“We can’t go home,” I replied, checking all the mirrors. “I think it’s the enemy trying to figure out where I live.”

“I know,” Mila said, sounding excited. “Let’s go to my old place.”

After considering the implications of staying on the road compared to going home, I decided her plan was best. Looking at her, I nodded as I replied. “Okay, where are we going?”

“Head south until you get to Miligan’s,” Mila said, looking around. “Take a left, then a right six blocks further.”

As I took the left, Mila spoke up again. “After you turn right, head over the hill. At the bottom of it, there will be a sharp right. Once you turn there, turn off the headlights and slow down.”

I did as she asked. We were on a gravel road and no longer in town. There was no traffic, no light; it seemed there was nothing out here. “Are we still going to your old place?” I inquired, slowing down almost to a stop.

“Yeah,” Mila replied, sounding excited. “The road is straight, so we can go a bit without lights.”

The lights didn’t bother me, as there was enough light from the moon for me to see the road. Once we hit the tree line, I put the lights back on. “Still straight?” I asked.

“The road will fork in front. Take the left all the way up to the house.” Mila said, settling in her seat.

Mila had not lived here alone, I realized, pulling up to the house. There were three other cars and a bike in the garage. I switched off the engine and killed the lights. “We aren’t alone?” I asked softly. “Is that your brother’s vehicle?”

Mila frowned. Leaning closer, she whispered. “Don’t be like that. We’ll have fun, I promise.” Sitting back, she smiled. “Just play nice.” Her voice was dripping with seduction. I felt my body reacting as she drew a line with her finger down my thigh.

Stifling the need building inside me, I took her hand and kissed her fingers as I spoke. “All right, but if they ask, don’t mention anything about this business. I don’t want your siblings entangled in this mess.”

“Understood,” Mila replied, saluting me then she burst out laughing. I assumed the tension of the chase had filled her body with endorphins. She appeared slightly high as she jumped out of the car. I followed her closely as she walked to the front door.

Taking the final step onto the porch, the door swung open. Konstantin stood in the doorway, looking from her to me and back. Mila embraced him as she spoke softly. “Good evening. Is everyone home?”

“No, just Dahlia and me,” he replied, taking her around her hips and walking in.

As I followed them inside, I kept reminding myself it was her brother. Entering the kitchen, Dahlia came rushing to me. “Hello, what a surprise,” she proclaimed as she hugged me. She turned to Mila and greeted her with a hug as well. “I never expected to see you here. But I’m not complaining. It’s nice to have you.”

“What has brought you out here this time of night?” Konstantin asked. I could hear the suspicion clearly in his voice.

Mila sat down at the island as Dahlia poured us some coffee. Sitting down next to her, I waited for her to answer him.

“I wanted to show Aleksandr our home and my old room.” She said, grinning at me. “We’ll be spending the night. I hope it’s not a problem?”

Konstantin opened his mouth to reply but was interrupted as Piotr and Alyssa walked in. “You know you don’t have to ask,” he said as Mila jumped up and hugged him.

I knew she had the most affection for him as he waved them all. But seeing them hug didn’t bother me as it did with Konstantin. Since the day I met him, I couldn’t shake this feeling, of distrust in him.

We talked for a while, drinking our coffee. Mila rinsed our cups, and we bid everyone a good night. Then she led me upstairs to her old room. The room was immaculate and neat; it almost had a professional look. It wasn’t at all what I had expected to find.

Seeing the two bunny pillows on the bed brought a smile to my face. At least there was a little of her here, I thought. “Those two bunnies are the only lovely things in here,” I said, turning to her.

Mila smiled shyly, taking my hands. “I never knew you liked bunnies?” she uttered, pulling me closer. Wrapping my arms around her, I kissed her tenderly. Mila pulled me with her as she flopped to the bed. We tumbled and turned until she was sitting on top of me.

She took the bunnies and moved them to the sides of the bed. “I love them,” she uttered, beaming.

“Then I love them two. You should take them with us.” I said, trying to pull her down to me.

“No, wait,” Mila replied, pushing back with both her hands on my chest. “On a more important note, what are we going to do about the men following you?”

Letting out a deep sigh, I replied in a cocky tone. “I will make them go away.” Whatever way I had to use, I thought to myself. Disappear they would.

Mila glared at me as if she knew what I had implied but had not spoken out loud. Leaning down, she kissed me softly. My hands were still at her sides. Kissing my neck and ear, I felt a warmth filling me. “Are you going to make your move or leave me hanging?” she whispered, pulling my earlobe tenderly.

I felt a smile forming on my lips as I pushed all other thoughts from my mind. Focusing on her, I turned us swiftly and pinned her to the bed. Holding her down, I leaned in, kissing her neck. Whispering lightly into her ear, I breathed out heavily. “I will never leave you hanging, dear.”

Mila shivered under me, and I felt goosebumps forming on her skin. Leaning back, I kissed the bare skin of her cleavage. As Mila gasped, I took her mouth in a hungry kiss, allowing my tongue to slip into her mouth. Tilting her head slightly, Mila let out a soft moan.

I pulled up from our kiss and moved down her neck. Pinning her hands above her head with one hand, I unbuttoned her dress with my other one. I liked the fact that the dress had buttons all the way down. It gave me easy access to her.

Once I had them all, I pulled the piece of her dress to the sides. She was wearing light pink lacy underwear. “Oh, dear, you are so beautiful,” I breathed out as I kissed her stomach. Mila wiggled and laughed softly as I moved up to her breasts.

Pushing her bra up, I exposed her succulent breasts. I lightly kissed each and then made circles with my tongue around her nipples. Mila moaned as I moved my free hand down her side and in between her legs.

She waved her fingers through my hair as she moved slowly from side to side. Sliding my hand into her panties, I gently rubbed her clitoris. “Oh, baby,” she moaned, spreading her legs. She was wet and my finger slipped effortlessly into her. She let out a small cry as I moved in and out.

Her body arched and fell back to the bed in sync with my fingers. Pulling out, I found her clitoris again and played some more. While my one hand was busy downstairs, I kissed and sucked her nipples. Mila started moving more and more as I played with her. Her moans also became louder.

Pulling me up to her, I looked into her eyes as she spoke. “Take off your clothes, join me.”

“I enjoy pleasuring you, my dear,” I breathed out as I kissed her.

“I know, but I want to feel you,” she added, pulling lightly on my hair.

Getting up, I quickly rid myself of my clothes as Mila stripped off her underwear. Getting back onto the bed, I knelt between her legs. Mila smiled at me as she pulled me closer. Our bodies met with warmth as our lips sealed.

Mila pulled her legs up to my sides, lifting her ass from the bed. “Take me,” she whispered into my mouth.

Sitting up, I took hold of her legs as I pushed my hungry cock into her. Mila gasped, her eyes sparkling with desire. I reached down and played with her clitoris as I moved in and out slowly. It didn’t take long for her breathing to change. Mila shook her head as she gasped for air, and I felt her cum.

Leaning forward, I moved quicker and quicker. Thrusting harder and harder into her until I felt release. Flopping down next to her, I tried catching my breath. Mila turned, placing her arm across my chest. Soon, I heard her breathing slow down as she slept. I closed my eyes and joined her in a dream world.