10. Marko

CHAPTER 10

MARKO

EARLY HOURS SATURDAY MORNING – A TASTE OF LITTLE MISS POUTY LIPS

" I 'll be right back," I said, kissing Melissa on the forehead. I hated leaving her, but someone needed to talk to the fire crew, and she wasn't up to it. Besides, as I'd told her, I would be keeping close watch on the van and if there was any sign of danger, I would be by her side in seconds. I doubted the person responsible would be hanging around now however, not with the fire crew having arrived, however I wasn't going to take any chances. As long as I had her in my sights

After a quick chat with one guy where I confirmed nobody else was inside the building, I supplied them with our contact details then I left them to it and called Miki to appraise him of the situation.

"Fuck! You need to be careful. If this has anything to do with Mathieson, we need to find out, but we also need to avoid police scrutiny. You were a stranger to Miss Martin until a few hours ago and now you're a witness to her being robbed and turn up at her house just when it blows up. We need to come up with an explanation for that if she or anyone else asks," Miki said, huffing in frustration.

"I know. Don't worry. I've got it covered. I'll just say that I was driving home after visiting Vlad at his flat, and passed her street because I wanted to know where to pick her up for breakfast in the morning. That will account for me being in the vicinity and I will come up with a plausible explanation for anything else if, and when, I need to," I replied, trying not to cringe when he shouted as I expected he would.

"What the fuck, Marko? What are you doing arranging to have breakfast with the woman?"

"We need to find out what her connection is to Mathieson and anything else she knows. Talking to her is the best way of doing that. Besides, we hit it off. There is something about her that draws me to her like nobody else. I don't believe she is any danger to us, and I really want to get to know her better," I said, keeping my voice firm.

Miki would not be happy with me messing around with Melissa when we didn't know her involvement in things, but after his involvement with Eilidh I figured he'd understand.

There was silence for a few seconds, and I knew Miki was mulling things over. I just hoped that he had faith in me and didn't order me back home and put someone else in my place watching over Melissa. Because pakhan or not, that was one thing I would not obey him on.

"Well, in that case I believe in your judgement on the matter, but something is going on here and obviously Miss Martin is in danger, so just watch your back," he replied, sighing heavily.

Raking my hand through my hair, I sighed myself, but it was one of relief.

"I'll get in touch with my contact in the Fire Brigade who investigates suspected cases of arson. He will ensure that the outcome of any investigation is simply a gas explosion with no foul play. I'll also let Vlad know about your alibi, just in case the police or the fire brigade follow up on it anyway," Miki said.

"Good. I will stay with Melissa and keep her safe," I told him.

"Fine. Keep me informed," he said before hanging up.

The fire would be officially labelled as an accident, and the earlier robbery would remain unsolved. That would ensure that whatever was going on here wasn't linked to my family through my involvement.

When I had Josh hack the security in the area around the site of the robbery, he had copied what I needed, then corrupted the images so that nothing significant could be seen. The police officers investigating it wouldn't be able to identify the culprits or link it to the MP.

With the crime report reference provided to Melissa for her insurance, that would be the end of it. All going well the two incidents wouldn't raise any real suspicion and would soon be forgotten about, at least for the law. It would be an entirely different story for Melissa of course.

I sighed, my thoughts drifting back to Little Miss Pouty Lips and the danger she was facing. It was crucial to uncover her connection to Mathieson and whatever else was happening in her life, but that could wait until tomorrow. Melissa had been through enough today. We would talk in the morning after she had rested.

It was a bit presumptuous to inform the head fireman that Melissa would stay with me and could be reached through my mobile, especially since I hadn't told her that yet. However, she had mentioned having no close friends in London, so the only alternative would have been a hotel, which wasn't an option. I wasn't about to let her out of my sight.

Little Miss Pouty Lips had been robbed, her home blown up, and someone had even tried to throw a knife at her. Her situation was far more precarious than I had realised, and my instinct to protect her was on high alert. From now on, her safety would be my main priority. My fists clenched as I walked to my van, where Melissa was safely settled. Anyone who threatened her would face my wrath.

Overwhelmed by a fierce protectiveness that I couldn't explain, not to mention a possessiveness I had no right to feel, I reminded myself she wasn't mine. Until a couple of days ago, I hadn't even known she existed, and until yesterday, we had never met. Yet, I couldn't help myself. I liked her. A lot.

My cock certainly agreed with me because it kept twitching at the mere thought of her and had done ever since I first saw her driving licence photograph. The bloody unruly thing had a mind of its own.

Even though I hadn't established if she was a threat to my family or not, my intuition told me Melissa wasn't and I couldn't wait to get to know her better.

As I climbed into the van, I discreetly adjusted myself. Now was hardly the time to be getting horny, I berated myself, glancing at Melissa. She was crying quietly, her whole body shaking in her effort to hold on to her emotions. My heart constricted tightly in my chest.

Wanting to comfort her, I leaned over and put my arm around her, tugging her onto my lap. Thankfully, her being so upset had brought my cock back under control and she snuggled close, turning her head towards me and burying it into my chest. Holding her tightly as she sobbed, I vowed then that whoever caused this was going to pay. If I got a hold of the guy responsible, I would kill him with my bare hands.

My hands stroked her back and her head and I kissed her forehead, wishing I could take away her pain. Outwardly I appeared calm, but inside my heart pounded and my mind was filled with anger. What the fuck was going on here? Who was trying to hurt my woman?

Shit! My woman? She wasn't mine, but by god, I wanted her to be and right now, with her curled up in my arms, it felt like she was. Things were moving fast between us, but I wasn't about to slow it down. I wanted Melissa Martin, and I was going to do whatever it took to make her mine.

My mouth twisted wryly as I thought about how I'd mocked Ash and Miki for falling for their women so quickly, and how even until yesterday I had been so sure I didn't need what they had and was not at all jealous. Obviously, I had been in denial, and I was turning out to be just as bad as them.

We sat there for a while, and I simply held my Little Miss Pouty Lips and let her cry. She needed to let it out.

When Melissa's sobs eventually died down, I moved her gently off my lap.

"I'm taking you to my apartment," I told her.

Melissa didn't protest, and in fact said nothing as we drove across the city. She simply lay her head back against the seat and gazed out of the window, probably trying to process everything.

When we got to the flat, I guided her to a spare bedroom and straight into the ensuite.

"Take a shower, sweetheart. You'll feel better after it. I will find you something to wear then you can take a nap," I told her before handing her some towels.

"Just call if you need me," I said.

She simply nodded, looking a bit dazed as I left her to it.

I grabbed a T-shirt and some gym shorts from the master suite where my brothers and I kept spare clothes for when we stayed here. Returning to the guest bedroom, I left them on the bed for her. Given our size difference, they were the best I could offer for now.

After quickly grabbing a shower myself, I put on some fresh joggers and a T-shirt before heading to the kitchen. Melissa had quite a shock, so preparing some sweet tea and buttered toast seemed like a good idea. When she finished her shower, she padded through to the kitchen, and I handed them to her.

"I've put sugar in it to help with the shock," I said as she took a tentative sip.

"Thanks." She smiled with a sigh as she took a seat at the breakfast bar.

Melissa looked so cute in my oversized clothes, and I felt that possessive surge again. I let her sip her tea and watched as she nibbled absently on the toast.

"I know we need to talk, but it might be better to leave that until morning and get some sleep first," I told her when she was done.

She nodded, and I quickly tidied up.

"Let's get some rest," I said, turning towards the bedrooms, expecting her to follow, but she remained sitting and seemed to have zoned out. "Earth to Melissa," I said, smiling.

"Sorry," she replied, looking into my eyes.

"Let's get you to bed," I said, but neither of us moved. We just stared at each other, and my world shrunk to nothing but her.

I loved the colour of her eyes, such a beautiful green. They were stunning and I could easily get lost in them.

Melissa licked her lips, and my eyes were drawn to that luscious pouty mouth. Before I realised what I was doing, I took hold of her neck, pulled her head towards me and kissed her.

Oh god! Her lips were as soft as they looked and yielded easily to me. My tongue sought entrance, forcing them to part as I devoured her mouth and suddenly she was kissing me back with as much passion. Our tongues vied for domination as our hands roamed each other's bodies.

All I could think about was her. I was consumed by the need to touch her. Pushing her T-shirt up, I cupped her bare breasts, squeezing them gently. Her nipples hardened under my fingers and my left thumb circled her areola as I reached up with my right hand, cupping the back of her head while I kissed her deeply again. She moaned into my mouth, the sound making my dick jerk and my mouth smirk.

My hand moved from her breast down to the juncture of her thighs and slipped under the waistband of the gym shorts. I cupped her mound and groaned at the slickness there. She was wet for me, and I couldn't think of anything better than sinking my cock into her tight pussy.

The thought brought my movements to a halt, and I broke off the kiss. What the hell was I doing taking advantage of her when she was vulnerable? Melissa had been through a lot and wasn't thinking straight. I wanted her badly, but this wasn't the time.

When she reached for my face, I moved back a step, my palms facing toward her.

"We need to stop, you've been through a lot in just a few short hours, and I don't want to take advantage of you," I said, my voice strained with the effort it took to get myself back under control.

"You're not," she said, reaching for me again, this time grabbing my hand.

"I want this, I want you, and I could definitely use the distraction from my thoughts right now. Please, Marko," she pleaded, and my conviction to be a gentleman waned.

"Are you sure?" I smiled, holding my breath for her reply. If she hesitated, I'd back off, but I couldn't help hoping she didn't.

"Hell yeah!" she said, grinning, and that was all it took. I pounced, kissing her like my life depended on it.

My Little Miss Pouty Lips tasted so good; I couldn't get enough of her. My hands roamed her body again. After quickly stripping her, I lifted her up onto the breakfast bar and pushed her down, so she lay naked before me. My eyes took in every inch of her from top to toe and back again, and I thought I might come in my pants. My heart was beating so loudly I was sure she must hear it.

"You're fucking gorgeous!" I told her, licking my lips in anticipation of tasting her.

Quickly, I removed my clothes, thankful for the condom in the pocket. These weren't my joggers; they were Luca's I believed. I wasn't sure, and right now, I didn't care. Whoever owned them, I was bloody grateful to them. I hadn't anticipated doing anything with Melissa, so I didn't have any protection of my own. It would certainly have broken the mood to go out to get some.

Fate must finally be smiling on me.

I tossed the joggers on the floor and ripped open the pack with my teeth before placing it on the worktop next to us.

Little Miss Pouty Lips checked me out, and from the look on her face, I thought she liked what she saw. Thank fuck! Because I bloody loved what I saw. I gulped and licked my lips again as I looked at her lying there, waiting for me.

Melissa squirmed as I settled between her legs and pulled her towards me. I took a nipple into my mouth, sucking hard. She clutched my shoulders as I pushed our bodies into the worktop, determined to get as close to her as possible. The feel of skin on skin threatened to make me lose it, but I took a deep breath as I reached between us and let my fingers explore right where my cock wanted to be.

My Little Miss Pouty Lips gasped and ground against me, and I built up the pressure, pinching and rubbing her clit while my tongue flicked, licked, and sucked on her nipple. She was so wet for me, and my cock was rock hard, making its desire to sink into her wet folds known. Not yet, patience! I told it as I kissed my way to her other nipple and tugged lightly on it, causing her to arch towards me.

While using my thumb to circle her tight little nub, I pushed one finger deep inside her, then another. I loved the tightness of her wet pussy stretched around my fingers, and I thrust them in and out faster and faster as she ground harder against me, riding them. The feel of her was amazing, and I couldn't wait to sink into her with my cock, but I needed her to come first, although it was getting harder to hold out.

"Oh god, Marko, I'm coming!" she shouted as her orgasm burst from her.

Melissa's eyes rolled back in her head, and I groaned at the look of ecstasy on her face. God, she was beautiful.

Seeing her like that made me feel like a goddamn sex god and she hadn't even had my cock yet. I smirked as I removed my fingers and lick them while she watched me trying to get her breathing under control.

"You taste amazing, Little Miss Pouty Lips." I smiled, then dipped down between her legs and took a long lick through her slit, repeating it several times, making her whimper and clutch at my head as her orgasm built again.

Jesus, she turned me on. I had to be inside her, but I was determined to make this last.