by Roxie Rivera
I touched Yuri's jaw. "I'm on the pill but I won't have sex without a condom. Do you have protection?"
He kissed me long and hard and deep. "I would never put you at risk. I've got it covered."
"Thank you."
With the necessities out of the way, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the erotic caress of Yuri's hand between my thighs. He kissed my neck and cheek before sliding down a little lower in the bed so he could use his mouth to sensually torment my breasts. While he traced my nipples with his tongue, he parted the tender folds of my pussy and explored me with his fingers.
Head thrown back, I tried to calm my racing heart but it was impossible. Yuri's talented fingers discovered my pulsing clitoris. Every tug of his lips around my nipple was punctuated by the gentle pressure of his finger swirling over the throbbing pink pearl. I curled my hands into the fluffy white comforter and tightly gripped the fabric. His fingertip alternated between those lazy circles and a side-to-side motion until I was panting and pleading.
"Please, Yuri." I arched off the bed and into the heat of him. "Please."
"Soon," he whispered and abandoned his sensual torment of my nipples. Ruddy and swollen, they throbbed without his soothing tongue. I cupped my breast, supporting the weight of my aching flesh, but it wasn't the same as having Yuri's strong, masterful hands on me.
He zigzagged down my body, peppering ticklish kisses along my ultra-sensitive skin. I knew exactly where he was headed and dragged short, almost panicked breaths into my lungs. Sliding off the bed, he knelt at the edge and grasped my waist. Showing his impressive strength, Yuri pulled me toward him and used those big hands of his to spread my thighs wide open.
I trembled violently inside as he gazed at my pussy. He murmured something in Russian, his voice so incredibly husky, and then dipped his tongue between my dusky lips. I cried out and clawed at the bedding. The wild sensation threatened to make me scream so I stifled my moan with a hand pressed tightly to my mouth.
Yuri's head popped up at the stifled sound. He clasped my arm and tugged my hand away from my mouth. "Don't you dare hold back with me. I want to hear it all." He nuzzled his face against my hot pussy. I could hear the grin in his voice as he added, "Stroke my ego."
When he lapped at my exposed clit, I decided to do exactly as ordered and let loose a loud groan. Yuri pushed my labia apart with his fingers and coaxed my clit from beneath it protective hood. His skilled tongue fluttered over the little nub. My hips started to move as the wild urgings took hold.
I wanted to come so badly. Submitting myself totally to Yuri, I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feel of his tongue gliding over me. I reached down and threaded my fingers through his thick hair. His free hand moved across mine. The intimacy of the moment hit me hard.
Yuri hummed against my clit. The delicious vibrations rattled through me. The hand that had been clutching mine drifted away. Two fingers speared me and I gasped at the wonderful intrusion. He worked them in and out of my soaking channel at a leisurely pace, awakening all the nerve-endings in their path.
Overcome with ecstasy, I writhed atop his bed as his tongue found the perfect rhythm. He drove me crazy with his talented mouth and those thrusting fingers. Rocking my hips, I climbed the heights of ecstasy. My tummy fluttered and clenched. "Yuri. Oh. Yuri!"
I shouted his name as the rapturous waves of my climax tore through me. He groaned with excitement and forced my thighs even wider apart with his broad shoulders. Totally exposed and open to him, I had no choice but to surrender completely to the wicked ministrations of his mouth. He feverishly flicked my clit until I screamed a second time.
Head throbbing and body pulsing with the sheer delight of two incredibly powerful orgasms, I sagged against the bed. It wasn't until I heard the sound of a bedside drawer opening and closing that I also became aware of the pitiful, high-pitched whine Sasha made on the other side of the door.
"Ignore it," Yuri said as he tossed a strip of condoms onto the bed and climbed on top of me. "He isn't used to the sounds of lovemaking." With a mischievous grin, he kissed me. "I'm sure by the end of the week he'll have acclimated to the sound of you shrieking with pleasure."
My cheeks grew hot. "Sorry."
"Kitten, don't you dare apologize for that." He grabbed my hand and dragged it down between our bodies. "Feel how hard you've made me."
I gulped as I clasped his stiff erection. Hard was an understatement. I stroked my hand down the rigid length of him. His eyelids drifted together and his jaw clenched as I teased him with my hand. Wanting to show him the same pleasure he'd just given me, I asked, "Do you want me to suck you?"
His eyes flashed open. He traced my lower lip with his thumb. "I can't even tell you how many nights I've fantasized about you kneeling at my feet and taking my cock between these silky, pouty lips."
His heady admission made my tummy wobble. The idea that Yuri had been fantasizing about me in the same way I'd been dreaming about him made it all so much hotter. I nipped at his thumb. "Show me how you want me."
Yuri rolled off me and stood next to the bed. He pointed to the spot in front of him. "Kneel there."
I scampered off the bed like an overeager puppy and knelt at his feet. I'd never really been enthusiastic about giving a blowjob—it was simply part of the quid pro quo of relationships—but I couldn't wait to get my mouth on Yuri.
"Hands behind your back," he said in a voice tight with desire.
Apprehensive, I glanced up at him. He must have read the worry on my face. He cupped my cheek. "I wouldn't dare do that to you."
Reassured that he wasn't going to make this into something ugly, I clasped my hands behind my back. I noticed the way my new position thrust my breasts forward. Yuri gazed down at me with such appreciation. He swept his palms down my neck and across my breasts before taking his cock in hand and rubbing it from the tip to the base.
When I opened my mouth without being asked, he smiled down at me. Stepping forward, he brushed the head of his dick against my lips. I flicked my tongue out and swiped at him. I heard air hissing between his teeth as I sucked him gently, just the tip of him, and swirled my tongue along the sensitive underside of his cock.
He groaned and sifted his long fingers through my hair. Gathering a handful in one hand, he started to slowly pump his hips. I gazed up at him and was shocked to see such utter adoration etched into his face.
Relishing the way he looked at me, I bobbed up and down on his shaft. I painted his skin with my tongue and sucked him deeper and harder. The subtle rock of his hips pushed his cock against my tongue. Humming around him, I took more of him into my mouth.
He grazed his fingertips along my jaw. "Do you want me inside you now?"
I let his hard cock slip free from my mouth. "Yes."
"I can't promise that I will be gentle. I'm on the edge, Lena."
I sucked him into my mouth again and held his gaze as I took him long and slow and deep. When I released him, he shuddered. Nestling my cheek to his thigh, I whispered, "I don't need gentle tonight. I just need you."
He reached for my hand and helped me stand. With his fingers still tangled in my hair, Yuri claimed my lips in a possessive kiss. I could feel his trapped cock throbbing against my belly as he plundered my mouth. When he guided me down to the bed, I went willingly.
He knelt on the edge of the mattress and ripped open a condom packet. After he sheathed himself, Yuri moved between my open thighs. Planting his hands on either side of my head, he dipped down to kiss me. I wiggled my bottom until our bodies were perfectly aligned. With one rough thrust, Yuri entered me.
"Ah!" Head tipped back, I bared my neck to him as he rocked in and out of my slick channel. I was so damn wet and excited that it eased the sudden thrust of his huge cock. He took advantage of my bared neck and gave me a love bite that drew a yelp from my lips. My pussy clenched around his massive shaft. The tight squeeze amplified everything I felt down there.
Sweeping the hair from my eyes, Yuri captured
my gaze. No man had ever looked at me like that. His ravenous gaze seared my skin. He cupped my face as he drove into me. The intimacy of our coupling was raw and powerful. It occurred to me that until this moment I'd only been fucked.
But this? This was lovemaking.
And it was splendorous.
I gripped his shoulders and wrapped my legs around his waist. Yuri's powerful strokes hit all the right spots. I shivered beneath him. When he shifted the angle of his penetration, I saw the proverbial stars. My nails dug into his tanned skin and I cried out as the first euphoric waves hit me.
"Come with me," he urged and kissed my neck. "I want to feel your tight pussy milking me."
I loved the way he spoke such dirty words with that sinfully sexy mouth. Yuri's pace quickened. Snapping his hips, he slammed his cock deeper and faster. When he reached between us to rub my clit, I gasped. "Yuri!"
"Come, Yelena." His lips touched mine. "Come with me."
And I did. There was nothing I could deny this man. I came so hard I saw spots dancing before my eyes. The blissful bursts started in my core and spread through my belly and up into my chest. I cried out his name again and again, no longer caring who heard me or how my loud shrieks ricocheted off the walls and ceiling.
Yuri hammered into me one last time. His forehead touched mine as he shuddered violently. I could feel his cock, thicker and even harder, throbbing inside me as he climaxed. My name left his lips on a pleasured sigh.
As we clung together and shared tender kisses, poor Sasha lost his doggy mind outside in the hallway. His outrageously loud barks rattled the walls. When he started to scratch and throw his weighty body against the door, Yuri grunted with annoyance and reluctantly pulled away from me. He pecked my cheek and gestured to the door. "I'm sorry."
Laughing, I shook my head and smiled. "It's fine. He doesn't understand."
Yuri grumbled something in Russian as he stood. I expected him to head for the door but he made his way toward the master bathroom. By now, Sasha made such a terrible ruckus I worried the bodyguards would come to investigate. "Do you want me to let him in, Yuri?"
He paused at the entrance of his bathroom and glanced back at me. "No. He needs to learn our routine."
"But the door—"
"Can be replaced," he said matter-of-factly and disappeared into the bathroom.
Sitting up against the mound of fluffy pillows, I slipped under the covers and tugged them over my lap. The way Yuri spoke of Sasha learning our routine convinced me that he was in this relationship for the long-haul. I wasn't simply a diversion to him.
The idea that he saw a future with me filled me with such giddiness and hope. It had been a long time since I'd felt excitement like this. Right now, with Yuri, anything was possible.
When he emerged from the bathroom, he remained stark naked. Sweat glistened on his gorgeous body. I slipped out of bed to take care of necessities. Yuri finally opened the door—and Sasha bounded into the room like a bolt of furry lightning.
"Sasha!" Yuri shouted the beast's name as he narrowly escaped a nasty fall. Sasha swiped him again with his big tail and pushed Yuri into the door. "Sasha!"
When the dog caught sight of me, he rushed toward me. I put up my hands, certain he was going to bowl me over, but Sasha shocked me by stopping in time. He nuzzled my belly with his wet nose and walked fast circles around me as if trying to assure himself I wasn't injured.
Yuri gave a stern command and Sasha finally obeyed. He sat down right at my feet and leaned his big head against my ribcage. Bemused, I glanced at Yuri. "May I pet him? Does that send the wrong signal?"
Yuri shut his bedroom door and strode toward us. His lips settled into an irritated line. "I'm not thrilled by the way he ignored my commands. It's dangerous for him to be so excited and unresponsive. He could have hurt you."
"I thought he was going to hurt you." I reached out and touched his shoulder. "Are you okay? He slammed you into that door pretty hard."
He waved his hand. "I'm fine. You can pet him. I suppose I shouldn't be angry with him for wanting to protect you." Yuri ran his fingers through Sasha's fur. As if murmuring to himself, he said, "He must be able to sense how much I care for you."
My gaze flicked to Yuri's face but he was focused on Sasha's head. I scratched between the dog's ears. My fingers grazed Yuri's and we smiled at one another. "Maybe you should teach me the commands tomorrow. I know they're in Russian but I'm sure I can learn them."
"I don't think you'll have a choice. If you're going to be working here as my assistant, you're going to be alone with Sasha and Feodor. You'll need to be able to get him under control or I'll have to kennel him while I'm away since he gets so overly excited with you."
Even though I hated the idea of Sasha being in a kennel, I recognized that he was bred to tear intruders to bits. If someone innocent like a package delivery guy got too close, I didn't know what Sasha might do. Until I was confident in my ability to keep him calm and under my command, I didn't dare put other people or him at risk.
When I stepped toward the bathroom, Sasha whined and moved in front of me. With a nudge of his head, he pushed me against Yuri. Chuckling, he slid his arms around me and kissed my neck. "I like the way he thinks."
"Funny," I said and patted his arm.
"Sasha." Yuri snapped his fingers. He gave another Russian command. I watched the dog's face. He stared at me and gave a moment's hesitation before finally obeying his master and trudging to the big, comfy bed in the corner. He flopped down and heaved a dramatic sigh.
Stifling a smile, I ducked into the bathroom. I couldn't believe how much personality Sasha possessed. When I emerged a few minutes later, Yuri had already climbed into bed and turned off all the lights except for the one on his side of the bed. He patted the empty space next to him. I crawled onto the bed and slipped into his waiting arms.
As we kissed, I heard the jingle of Sasha's tags and the strangest dragging sound. Breaking away from our goodnight kiss, we glanced toward the dog. I couldn't help but laugh at the sight of Sasha dragging his fluffy bed across the room. He pulled it all the way to my side of the bed before stopping.
"My God," Yuri said with a groan. "He is really laying it on thick!"
Giggling, I rolled onto my belly and reached down to ruffle his fur. "Don't listen to him Sasha. He's just jealous of your mad skills with the ladies."
Laughing, Yuri snuggled up against my back and caressed my naked skin. "We'll see how much you enjoy those mad skills of his when he starts to snore."
"Do you snore, Sasha?" I scratched under his chin and received a happy yowl from the bear-sized beast.
"Like a chainsaw," Yuri said and kissed my shoulder.
When Sasha settled down, I turned into Yuri's comforting warmth and draped my leg across his. There was so much I wanted to discuss with him but this wasn't the time. Right now, I was content to drift off in his protective embrace.
Lulled to sleep by the soothing repetition of his fingers combing through my hair, I had no idea that I was enjoying my last few moments of blissful ignorance.
Chapter Ten
Yuri came awake to Sasha's low growl. Pulled from a deep sleep, he blinked rapidly and tried to focus. Those years of training in Special Forces never really left him. In the space of a few heartbeats, he was totally alert.
Moonlight silhouetted Sasha's hulking frame near the door. In all the years he'd had his beloved guard dog, he'd never seen Sasha react in that way. That response meant one thing—an intruder.
Yuri didn't like to doubt Sasha but after his reaction earlier with Lena he wasn't sure if he could accept the dog's response with confidence. It was possible he was acting this way because he heard a mouse or some other nocturnal animal moving around in the big, empty house.
Whether he was on edge because of his newfound infatuation with Lena or because there was real danger, Yuri couldn't say. With her sleeping peacefully next to him, he wasn't about to take a chance with her safety.
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sp; He reached over and slid his hand under the bedside table. Two powerful magnets kept a pistol and loaded magazine concealed from prying eyes. Sitting up, he slammed the magazine into place and racked the slide. The sharp sound woke Lena. Before she could say anything, he put his hand over her mouth and brought his lips close to her ear. "Sasha hears something. Stay put."
He felt her head move up and down as she silently acknowledged her understanding. After a quick kiss to her forehead, he slid out of bed and found his jeans on the floor. Once they were zipped, he moved with stealth to the door. Sasha didn't have to be commanded. He did exactly as he'd been trained and assumed a ready position at Yuri's side.
Holding his breath, Yuri listened intently. At first, he heard nothing—but then the faintest tap of footsteps against the solid wood planks hit his eardrums. Jake and Derek often did a walk-through during their night shifts but Sasha never reacted like this. After the way Sasha had tossed him into the door to check on Lena, Yuri couldn't be absolutely sure his dog wasn't protesting the close presence of another male, even a friendly one.
Whispering to Sasha, he gave a firm command and sent him back to Lena at the bed. The dog didn't hesitate. He trotted to her, ready to guard the woman he'd claimed with his life.
Yuri flipped off the safety on his gun and cracked the door. The floor to ceiling windows at the end of the gallery hall illuminated the space. Movement near the paintings caught his attention. At first, he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
A man dressed in black lifted one of his paintings from the wall. The alarm sensors attached to the wall and the frame should have activated but there was no screeching noise. It occurred to Yuri that this thief had managed to bypass the alarm system without interrupting the electricity running through the rest of the house. Derek and Jake wouldn't have been alerted to the presence of a prowler yet.