Primal God (The Defiant God Brotherhood #4)

Chapter 17

17

Lilith

Time seems to drag after Dimitri walked me back to the house, kissing me roughly on the patio. I was pleased that his lady friend didn’t stick around.

After he was gone, I took a long shower, going over the events in the woods in my mind. Did that really happen? The fingerprints on my hips assured me it did. The ache between my legs confirmed it again.

So now I’m sitting in my room, wearing an old nightshirt. I’m pretty sure I just heard the garage door opening, which means he’s going to be on his way up to see if I listened to him. There’s a part of me that knows I shouldn’t encourage whatever this is. Heck, there’s a chance that Dimitri will tell me we’ve made a terrible mistake when he returns.

I’ve wondered if it was a mistake, too. God knows there are a million reasons we should just walk away from each other. The kids. Joao. My uncle. His guilt over his wife. His maybe-girlfriend. The fact that I’m keeping his child a secret from him…and now that we’ve had sex, things are going to get more complicated.

I’m frowning when Dimitri walks into my room.

“I believe I gave you an order, little girl.”

Oh, see, that’s just not fair. He’s using his Daddy voice right now.

I toy with the frill on the pillow in my lap.

“I wasn’t sure if you’d feel the same way when you got home.” I meet his gaze. “Like last time.”

His eyes are dark as he moves toward me. He doesn’t stop until he’s sitting next to me on the bed. I’m surprised when he pulls me into his lap, resting his chin on the top of my head. It’s comforting and makes me feel so safe that my eyes water.

“I’m sorry I pushed you away, Lilith. In that moment, I was overcome with guilt that I never expected to feel.” He rubs my arm. “I’ve made peace with the guilt, and I’ve moved on from it. Do you want to know why?”

“Why?”

“Because I can’t live in the past. I can, however, live here in the moment with you.”

I tilt my head to look at him.

“Why me?”

“It’s always been you.”

I turn so I’m straddling his lap and cup his face.

“Same.”

Our lips meet in a soft kiss that turns heated when he runs his hands under my nightshirt.

“No bra or underwear? Naughty girl.”

“More like hopeful and horny.”

He laughs. “Well, my horny girl, shall we go to my room? We’re going to need my much larger bed for what I have planned for you.”

“Is now a weird time to ask if you’ve done this with the other nannies?”

“Hell no. You’re the first since…well, since Serafina passed away.”

I moisten my lips. I should tell him now…

“Do you know that we’ve seen each other once before since she passed away?” I search his gaze. “You were at a hotel in downtown Dallas for a conference, and I was working in the restaurant.”

His forehead crinkles as he thinks.

“Did we speak?”

I choke out a laugh. “Yeah.”

“I’m sorry. I don’t remember.” He pauses. “After Serafina died, I went to a dark place. I drank too much and there are more nights than I care to admit that I don’t remember.” He brushes my hair from my face. “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

His lips brush against mine. “I promise I’ll make it up to you.”

I’m grinning as I climb off him. “You’ll have to catch me first.”

I rush from my room into the hallway. He’s on my heels, making my pulse pound. As I enter his bedroom, he wraps his arms around me, pulling me to a stop.

“Got you again.”

I spin so I’m facing him and pull my shirt over my head. His lips part as he looks me over. It strikes me. This is going to be the first time we’ve had sex in an actual bed. My nipples harden and he notices.

“Does my little girl need her Daddy to kiss her here?”

He rubs his thumb over my nipple, making me groan.

“Yeah.”

He sighs, as if it’s decided. “Very well. Get on the bed.”

I waste no time climbing onto his bed, taking a moment to appreciate how freaking comfortable his mattress is. Dimitri takes his time undressing until I’m squirming in anticipation. When he’s finally nude, I’m the one left speechless because damn . Dimitri Santos is built like a god. He’s all muscles. There’s a light dusting of hair on his chest. Tattoos cover his arms and disappear to his back. But what really gets my attention is his cock.

“Holy cow. How has that fit in me?” I murmur.

Because Dimitri is hung .

He fists himself, smiling. “Shall I show you?”

“Yes, please.”

He prowls toward me, sending heat rushing through my body. Slowly, he kisses his way up my leg, to my stomach and breasts, before moving over me. His lips cover mine in a kiss that leaves me breathless. It’s soft and sweet, a stark contrast to the desire in his eyes.

“Spread your legs, minha vida . Let Daddy inside.”

I groan as I spread my legs. He never breaks eye contact as he moves over me, entering me in a slow thrust that has my toes curling.

“Fuck,” I pant. “You’re so big.”

“Am I?” He rocks into me again and lets out a string of words in Portuguese. “You feel so good, minha vida . But Daddy needs to hear how good I’m making you feel.”

I’m not sure what he means until he rocks into me so hard that I cry out. His gaze snaps to mine and the heat I find in his orbs makes goosebumps lift on my skin.

“That’s right, pretty girl. Let Daddy know he’s fucking you the way you need to be fucked.”

Each thrust has me moaning or panting out his name. When he reaches between us, rubbing my clit, I yell out his name as I shatter. But Dimitri isn’t done with me. Not by a long shot.

“Louder, minha vida .”

I bite my bottom lip as another orgasm builds. I can tell it’s going to be mind blowing and Dimitri seems determined to make me scream. So, I do.

“Daddy, yes!” I scream so loud that my voice cracks as my orgasm rips through me, stealing my breath.

“That’s right, minha vida .”

His mouth covers mine as he comes, filling me. I’m shocked as he pulls a third orgasm from me. All I can do is lie there and ride out wave after wave of pleasure.

Dimitri pulls out, falling next to me on the bed.

I turn, grinning at him. “Wow.”

“Agreed.”

“Would it be greedy to ask if we can do that again?”

His laughter fills the air. “Give me ten minutes and then I’m all yours.”

Ten minutes later, he’s true to his word and rocks my world again.

Hours later, we’re both naked in his bed. I don’t think I’ve ever come so many times in one night in my life. Heck, maybe even ever . My cheeks flame. And I sure as heck didn’t know I could be so loud in the bedroom…

I roll to my side and ask, “So, are you going to tell me why you called yourself Primal God earlier?”

He snorts. “Did I?”

“Yeah. Wait, does it have something to do with the Brotherhood?”

He curses under his breath. “It seems my son doesn’t understand the secret part of a secret society.”

I laugh. “To be fair, he was worried he was going to get a bad nickname.” I think. “So, his nickname is Tender God, and yours is Primal God?”

Dimitri grunts in response.

“Why primal?”

The look he gives me has me squirming. “I think you know why.”

“Because you like to chase people?”

“You might say that.”

“Come on. I promise I won’t tell anyone.”

“Primal, because I have this…drive to protect those that I love. If they’re in danger, all sense of reason goes away, and I’m left with primal instincts. Protect. Chase. Fight.” He meets my gaze. “Fuck.”

“Holy cow, that shouldn’t be so hot,” I murmur.

He moves over me, a wicked glint in his eyes.

“We’re just getting started, little girl.”

The next morning, Dimitri and I make love in the shower. It’s slow and sweet and makes me wish we could stay in here all day. I let out a sigh. But we can’t because we have to pick up the kids in an hour. My chest tightens. I need to tell him about the baby, especially now. Things are getting complicated and fast. But what if this was a one and done for him?

“Can I ask how this is going to work?”

He meets my gaze as he turns off the shower, handing me a towel.

“How what is going to work?”

I point between us. “This. Or was it just a onetime thing?”

He smiles. “We had sex more than once.”

“You know what I mean.”

“No, this isn’t a onetime thing, Lilith.”

“Okay.”

He pulls me into his embrace. “You’re mine. You’ll sleep in my bed. And you’ll come around my cock every night.”

“Such a poet,” I tease. “Only one problem with that. What if one of the twins wakes up?”

“That’s what door locks are for.”

“You know what I mean. I don’t want them to see something that will confuse them.”

His lips brush against mine. “We’ll figure it out, I promise. But it might make things a bit easier if you move some of your clothes into my closet.”

“Wow. Already giving me a spot in your closet?”

“Yeah, I guess I am.”

I can’t stop the smile from spreading across my face. “I’ll get some things then.”

I leave his room wrapped in a towel. In my room, I change and then grab a few items to take back to his room. That’s when I spot the small bag that I got at the mall last week. I have it in my hand when I return to Dimitri’s room.

He leads me to the massive walk-in closet. His items are on one side and the other side is completely empty.

“Serafina’s sister took all of her belongings after she died.” He huffs out a laugh. “I heard she sold most of it.”

“Did you want her to take everything?”

He lifts a shoulder in a shrug. “At the time, I didn’t care. Now I wished I had saved a few items for the girls. Her sister took her jewelry, too.”

“I’m sorry.”

He waves his hand. “It is what it is. Use however much of this space that you’d like.”

I make quick work of putting away the items that I brought. The right side of the closet is still empty, and it makes my chest ache. Dimitri deserves a life where both his and hers side of the closet are full.

I turn to find him smiling at me.

“What?”

“Nothing. It’s just nice seeing your things in my closet.”

“Will your girlfriend get mad?”

He groans. “I should have never said I was going on a date.”

“Why not?”

“It wasn’t a date, for one. Not in my eyes, at least.”

“And hers?”

“Jackie has been a good friend to me since Serafina died. When her own husband died a few months ago, I think she clung to me even more because we understand each other.”

“Oh. Well, now I feel bad for secretly disliking her.”

His lips twitch. “Is my girl jealous?”

I like it that he calls me his girl. I like it a lot.

“Kind of.”

“Good. I felt the same way when you wouldn’t tell me your boyfriend’s name.” He pauses. “I feel like we need to talk about him.”

“That’s really unnecessary.”

“Isn’t it?”

“No. He’s not my boyfriend.”

Dimitri is silent.

Hoping I can change the subject, I say, “Come on. I need your help with something.”

He follows me from the closet into the bedroom. I grab the small bag from the toy store and open it.

“What in hell is that?”

I snort. “Baby ducks.”

Opening the package, I pour some into the palm of my hand. Each micro plastic duck is a different color. Some have sunglasses on, and others have bows.

“Since Clara and Diego love the book about the ducks so much, I thought it would be fun to hide some of these around their room so they can find them.”

Dimitri picks one out of my hand and holds it up.

“These could be a choking hazard for Isadora.”

“I’m aware, but I’ll only put them in places that the twins can get to. And I’ll only set out a few at a time.” I say, “You know how the twins are, especially Clara. They’ll both see this as a challenge.”

He snorts. “I can’t argue with you there.”

“Let’s hide some and then get the kiddos. It’s too quiet around here.”

In the twins’ room, we hide six micro ducks. Some are obvious, some are more hidden. I leave one next to the book on the bookshelf and then turn to Dimitri.

“Let’s go.”

Dimitri drives my SUV and I ride in the passenger seat. He holds my hand the entire time, and I don’t think I could stop smiling if I tried. We arrive at the Carters and walk up to the front door.

Mrs. Carter opens the door, and her gaze goes between us.

“Dimitri, it’s always good to see you.”

“You as well, Moria.” He leans in, kissing her cheek. “How’s that husband of yours doing?”

“Ornery as ever. Let me get the kids for you.”

She turns, and a maid dips her head before disappearing. A moment later, she returns with the twins and Isadora.

Isadora reaches for me and says, “Momma!”

The look on Mrs. Carter’s face would be laughable, but I’m too busy trying not to cry.

I take her and say, “There’s my little xuxuzinho . Nanny W missed you.”

Isadora snuggles against my chest and twists a lock of my hair around her finger. It makes me miss Raquel so much that I can’t breathe for a moment.

I say to Mrs. Carter, “I hope they did okay.”

“They were angels.”

Clara tugs on my hand and says, “Nanny W, guess what?”

“What?”

“Mrs. Carter said we can stay again next weekend!”

Mrs. Carter nods. “I’d love to have all three back, if they’re free.”

Dimitri says, “That would be lovely. Thank you.” He turns to the twins. “Are you ready to go home? Nanny W has a surprise for you.”

Clara yells, “Let’s go home.”

I follow the twins, and get everyone buckled in. Dimitri is waiting to open my door for me. When he rounds the car and climbs in, I can’t help but smile at him.

Clara asks, “ Papai , why are you driving Nanny W’s car?”

Dimitri answers, “So we can all ride together.”

“Like one big family,” Clara says.

I know if I were to look back at her, I’d find the mischievous smile on her face. I snort, looking out my window so I don’t encourage her.

When we get to the house, I tell the twins to go to their room to see if they can figure out what their surprise is. They take off running, leaving Dimitri, Isadora, and me.

Isadora is close to falling asleep, so I say, “Let me put her down for a nap.”

He follows me into her room, closing the door behind us. I put her in her crib as Dimitri comes behind me, wrapping his arms around me.

Isadora blinks up at us and says, “ Papai. Momma.”

She has a sleepy smile on her face as she drifts off to sleep.

I spin, wrapping my arms around Dimitri’s neck, pulling him in for a kiss.

When we pull apart, I say, “Is it weird that I’m honored that she’s calling me that?”

“Not any stranger than me saying it makes me hard as fuck.” He presses his erection into my stomach to prove his point. “Because I can’t help but picture your stomach swollen with my child.”

I groan. “You’re playing dirty. You know the twins are waiting for me.”

He kisses me. “I am playing dirty, but you like it. Now, go see if they’ve found your surprise and meet me in my office when you’re free.”

The heated look in his eyes leaves no question to his meaning.

In the twins’ room, Clara runs over to me with the micro duck that was next to the book in her hand.

“It’s a duck!” She practically screams the last word. “Like in the book!”

“It is. Did you find them all?”

“How many are there?”

“There are five more.” I make a point to look at different spots in the room. “I hope you can find them.”

Her eyes widen as she turns to Diego. “Let’s find them.”

“I’ll be back in a moment,” I tell the twins.

Hopefully, it will take them some time to find the remaining ducks.

I hurry down the stairs, going right to Dimitri’s office. He’s sitting behind his desk with a sexy smile on his face.

“Lock the door.”

“So bossy,” I say as I press the lock. Crossing the room, I ask, “Where do you want me, Daddy?”

“On my cock, obviously.” He grins. “Or maybe I want you bent over my desk. How does that sound, little girl? Do you want Daddy to fuck you over my desk?”

“Yes, please.”

He reaches, unbuttoning my jeans. When he tugs them down, my panties come down with them.

“Well, that’s convenient,” he says with a grin.

“I agree.”

He spins me so I’m facing his desk and then pushes his hand against my lower back, urging me to lean forward. Heat rushes through me when I hear his zipper lowering. The head of his cock presses against my opening and he slides in with ease because I’m so freaking wet.

“Oh my god,” I moan. “This feels so good.”

“Look at how well my little girl is taking my cock,” he praises as he rocks into me again.

Each thrust feels like it goes deeper until I’m making loud sounds of pleasure.

“Daddy, yes,” I pant.

“Shh. We don’t want the kids to know what a little slut their nanny is.”

I’m so close to coming that all I can do is whimper in response.

“Tell me, minha vida , do you want Daddy to come in you? To breed you?”

“Yes,” I beg. “Put a baby in me, Daddy!”

He reaches around, rubbing my clit. I’m so wound up that I come a moment later, sobbing out his name. He’s right behind me, and keeps his word, filling me with his come.

I’m so spent that all I can do is lie there for a moment. When I stand, our combined juices drip out of me. Dimitri sits back in his chair, his cock still out, looking so satisfied that I can’t help but laugh.

“What?”

I say, “You look like the cat who ate the cream.”

He wiggles his eyebrows. “Don’t tempt me with a good time, minha vida .”

I don’t get to reply because I hear Clara yell from upstairs, “We found all the ducks, Nanny W!”

I snort. “Guess that means I better clean up in a hurry.”

“Or you could just walk around full of my cum.”

I lean down, brushing my lips against his.

“Would you like that, Daddy?”

“I would.”

I pull up my pants and say, “Then that’s what I’ll do.”