Russian Mobster's Forbidden Mistress (12 page)

Chapter Fifteen

They were finally naked and alone. Dawn streaked the sky outside Dani’s window and Josef could hear the comforting sounds of other men moving about the house downstairs. It was safe. Nothing could hurt them behind these walls right now.

The bed was snug and warm. Dani lay on her back and Josef was on his side next to her. He gazed down into her face, trying to read her expression. Even in the dim glow of dawn, her blue eyes were bright with the zest for life that had always drawn him to her.

“What?” she asked softly.

Josef laid his palm on her belly. “Is it true?”

“Were you eavesdropping?”

“Actually, the men were,” he told her ruefully. “They were whispering about it when I arrived on the scene tonight”—he tossed a glance toward the windows, where the sky had just turned pink—“or should I say
last
night?”

“I suppose everyone knows by now,” she agreed. “Are you angry?”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He wasn’t angry. He was hurt that she hadn’t trusted him.

“I didn’t find out until everything started falling apart.” Dani sighed, and then she giggled. “I even had the little stick test in my pocket when I went to see you at the hospital.”

“In your pocket?” Josef laughed at this. “And then Mikhail showed up and I was rather distracted.” He cupped her face. “I’m sorry, my love.”

“I like when you call me that,” she whispered. “You are
my
love, you know.”

“I do know.” Josef thought about everything she had done. “You put yourself in danger for me. That should never happen again.”

“But it will if I think you need my help.” She waved a hand dismissively. “And you don’t get a choice, so you may as well just accept it.”

He lowered his head to her belly and kissed it. “I want to make love to you, but I don’t want to hurt the baby.”

She laughed. “You won’t hurt anything. But if you’re afraid”—she rolled him onto his back and climbed on top of him—“I would be happy to lead.”

He groaned as the hot folds between her legs rubbed deliciously over the erection quickly growing at his groin. She wiggled a little. The teasing brush of her against him was almost too much. Josef took her hips in his hands and enjoyed the feel of her narrow hips as she gently began to ride him.

She grew wetter and warmer the longer she moved. Precum spilled from the head of his cock. He felt it dribble over the sensitive flange and then it was lost in the rich cream spilling from her pussy. He gazed up at her as she moved, admiring the way her head was thrown back and her hair spilled across her shoulders.

“Put me inside you, Dani,” he begged. “I need to feel you around me.”

She braced her weight on her knees, lifting her body just enough that she could reach between them and fit the head of him to her opening. He met her gaze then. The heat of desire he saw there set him aflame. She lowered herself smoothly onto his cock. The sensation of her smooth channel against the taut skin of his shaft was exquisite.

“You feel so good!” she cried out, grinding herself against him. “I’m going to come, Josef!”

He arched his back and pushed up into the contact. She trembled around him and then she melted. He could only watch and revel in the sight as she lost control. Dani screamed his name as she climaxed. Her eyes closed and her lips parted as she enjoyed her orgasm.

When the tremors began to subside, she gave a little shudder and collapsed to his chest with his cock still inside her. Her breasts were warm and firm against him. Josef wrapped his arms around her body and held her close.

“I’m not done with you,” he murmured. “I need to come inside you.”

“Is that right?” She propped her chin on his chest and grinned up at him. “So show me what you got.”

Josef growled and moved out from underneath her, allowing her stomach to land gently on the bed. She gasped with excitement when Josef nudged his way between her legs from behind and lowered his mouth to her back. He kissed the smooth skin of her spine and nuzzled each shoulder blade. She arched her back and moaned in enjoyment.

He tasted her skin. The scent and flavor of her was perfect. Then he tickled his way to the small of her back. The rounded globes of her butt were beautiful. He kissed each one and then moved back up her body. Josef put one arm beneath her belly and lifted her onto her knees.

The line of her back was so beautiful that he couldn’t resist tracing it with his fingers. He touched her ribs and noticed that she was just a little fuller around the waist. The sight filled him with unfettered joy. This was his woman and she was pregnant with his child.

A wild sense of possessiveness overtook him. Spreading her legs, he fit the head of his cock to her opening and thrust inside until he was deeply embedded in her body. She gasped and pushed back against him. The feel of her surrender touched him deeply.

Mine.

* * *

Dani gasped with utter delight as she felt Josef enter her and claim her fully as his own. She didn’t know why, but she was more sensitive to him. The tissues inside her body were flush with excitement and every slide of his cock across her inner muscles sent a tremor of pleasure through her body. Her nerves were on fire. Even her fingertips were tingling.

The way he touched her made her feel incredibly cherished. She was his woman. The child she carried was theirs. This was her man and she wanted to belong to him in every way.

The sounds of their bodies slapping together filled the room. She smelled the spiciness of his sweat and the scent of their fluids, and it became a primal perfume that ramped up her desire even further. She wanted him. She wanted his seed inside her.

“Come for me again, Dani,” he growled. “Make me your man. Show me.”

The erotic demand pushed her over the edge. She closed her eyes and felt the overwhelming bliss of orgasm as her body clenched tight around his cock. Waves of delight made her moan and squeal as she thrust back against him, meeting him stroke for stroke.

She felt him grow harder inside her. The friction increased until every movement was agony and ecstasy rolled into one. She needed this. Arching her back, she felt the angle of his entry alter just enough to push her dangerously high once again.

“Josef!” she cried. “Come for me and make me yours!”

He snarled something in Russian and thrust hard. He wrapped both arms around her waist and held her tight as he pumped into her body. She fancied that she could actually feel the splash of cum inside her. She loved that feeling. It was as if he had marked her for his own in every way.

The two of them collapsed to the bed in a tangle of arms and legs. Josef nuzzled her neck, growling playfully. She giggled. It was like being high on him and she never wanted it to stop.

“You’re amazing,” she said on a sigh. “I don’t know what sex is like with other men, but as far as I’m concerned, you’re the industry sexpert.”

He gazed down into her face, his expression suddenly sober. “You don’t know…and you never will. I don’t want you to run about having sex with other men to determine who the best is.”

“I don’t have a desire to do that, thanks,” she told him with a laugh. “Are you worried?”

“Not necessarily.” He sighed. “I want to make it official between us, Dani. I want you to marry me. I want our child to have my name.”

She reached up and stroked his cheek with her fingertips. “You mean that you don’t want your child growing up as you did, without a father.”

“That too.”

“It doesn’t matter, you know,” she told him. “You are who you are because of your own accomplishments and nothing else. That’s an incredible thing.”

“Do you really believe that?” His jaw hardened as he stared off into space. “Every one of the Mikalevich men has their position because their fathers served your grandfather, or your father. I was nothing but Mikhail’s hanger-on.”

“My papa trusts you,” she said quietly. “That means much in our world. Even I know that.” She thought about what he was saying. “You’re the one who will make my attempt at leadership legitimate, Josef. The men trust you. They may have loyalty to me, but you’re the one they would follow into danger.”

Josef gently touched her face. The tenderness she felt in the contact nearly took her breath away. “I would never
want
them to follow you into danger, my love. I would never want you to be in danger in the first place.”

“I know that, Josef. You’re missing the point.” She wrinkled her nose, making a face at him. “They trust you. They always have. Even when you were young, I could see how the rest of the men deferred to your judgment. You are brave and honest. You’re a badass in a fight, and even when you’re not trying to hurt someone, you manage to subdue them effectively. Do you believe anyone else would have let my idiotic brother live tonight?”

“Mikhail is like a brother to me,” Josef told her.

She brushed a kiss over his lips. “I know that. And you respected that bond even when he didn’t.”

“So will you be mine?” he asked suddenly. “Will you marry me and make me the happiest of men?”

“Hmm, I
suppose
I might be induced to the altar.” Then she gave him a look of mock horror. “Oh my God! What are we going to tell Igor Rusnak? He’ll be so heartbroken that I’ve decided not to marry him.”

“I think I’ll let Mikhail be the one to deliver that message,” Josef said grimly. “He was the one to make a promise he had no right to make. He can fix it.”

Dani giggled. “I feel like there’s an element of revenge in that.”

“Maybe.” He gave her a mischievous grin. “Or maybe I’m planning to use the marriage angle to find out exactly what Mikhail was planning behind our backs.”

A sudden pall made Dani shiver. “Are we going to be all right?”

“With the Rusnaks?” He stroked her hair, taking a strand between his fingers and holding it up to the rising light of dawn. “We’re going to be just fine, my love. We’re together. Mikhail is still alive. Your father’s health is failing, but we still have his strength of will and purpose.”

“Life is good,” she whispered. “As long as I get to marry the man I love.”

“Daniella Mikalevich,” he said with mock seriousness. “There’s very little chance of avoiding
that
. I’m thinking of getting a license today, and a wedding just as soon as the men can get their wives here to help us celebrate.”

“Ah,” she sighed. “A family wedding. Sounds like heaven.”

“Heaven indeed,” Josef agreed.

THE END

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She looked around the park, taking in the peaceful scene. Children played on swings and hung on the jungle gym. Mothers sat together with strollers, chatting to pass the time. It was idyllic and it reminded Katie of growing up not far from there. She and her friends had come to this park often.

Max skidded to a stop in front of Katie, dropping the Frisbee and giving her a doggie grin. She patted his silky blue-and-white fur before bending down to pick up the toy. She went through the same ritual again. Max was wiggling with excitement by the time she flung the Frisbee with all her might.

A big gust of wind kicked up just as the Frisbee hit the zenith of its path across the open field. Max automatically changed his trajectory, but the new path took him far out of Katie’s sight.

“Max!” she called to her dog, but he was obviously determined to get the Frisbee, no matter where it was going.

Unable to see her dog anymore, Katie began to panic. She sprinted after him. Carefully navigating the uneven grass, she rounded a copse of trees and stopped short. Max was standing beside a tall, broad-shouldered man in jeans and a white T-shirt. The cotton stretched tight over the man’s biceps and chest. He had dark, unruly hair that hung nearly to his shoulders and a scar that bisected the right side of his mouth.

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