Chapter 44

FORTY-FOUR

Iwake to an empty bed, warm and satisfied. I can hear them downstairs, though, so I don’t worry. I roll over and just relax, soaking in their scents, thinking about everything we need to do.

We need to deal with the kids and find them someplace happy and safe to live. We also need to deal with the military.

They expect us to hand over the research next week, but I’ve already decided we won’t. I need to broach it with Louis and the others, but I’m hesitant to break the peace we have found, so for a few more days, I will pretend and enjoy what we have.

Getting up, I head to the bathroom and crank on the shower. They warmed me up last night, but I still feel disgusting after sitting in the mud. Careful of my wounds, I wash my hair twice and scrub my body before sliding into one of their shirts and some leggings, adding fluffy socks. I leave my hair down to dry and head downstairs to find them.

I still at the kitchen door, a smile curling my lips. Bert and Jonas are cooking side by side. It’s clear Bert is teaching Jonas how to make pancakes. Jonas’s face is locked in concentration, his tongue caught between his teeth. “That’s it, Master Jonas, just like that!” Bert praises as Jonas manages to flip it. “You’ll be a chef in no time!”

My heart clenches with pure joy as Jonas grins at Bert, so carefree and happy.

“They better be for me,” I call as I move to the dining table where Isaac is sipping tea.

He smiles at me. “Are you okay?” we say at the same time and giggle.

I sit in his lap, and he sighs as I snuggle closer, watching Jonas and Bert plate the food.

“I’m okay,” he says. “How are you feeling? We didn’t push you too much last night, did we?” His voice is quiet so we aren’t overheard.

“I’m fine,” I murmur, kissing his cheek.

“We haven’t eaten yet. We waited for you,” Bert tells me as he lays the food out with Jonas. “Master Louis is with Dimitri and Nico. I will call for them.”

“Thank you, Bert.” I catch his hand and kiss it. My gratitude is meant for so much more than the food he just gave me. He makes Jonas smile, and he is always here for us.

“Of course, Miss Nova.” He smiles softly. “Quite the storm last night.”

“It was.” I look at the window where the sun is shining. “They say storms wash everything clean. I don’t know about you, but I’m hoping that’s true. I think it’s going to be a beautiful day.”

“I believe so,” he whispers. “I truly do. I saw a rainbow this morning. That means good luck, but I hope it means a good future.”

Meeting his eyes, I smile sadly. “I hope so too.” Releasing his hand, I let him find the others as Jonas serves me a pancake and nervously hands me a fork.

“Well?” he asks hopefully. “Is it good?”

I hurriedly take a bite, and I don’t even fake a moan. “So good.” I lower my voice. “Don’t tell Bert, but they might even be better than his, babe.”

“I heard that!” Bert calls, making me laugh as Jonas grins, puffing up with pride.

Louis kisses me as he sits, sorting himself a plate before adding more to mine. Nico is sweaty when he drops into a seat, and Dimitri smiles at me as he sits and Jonas gives them pancakes. Bert sits with us, and we eat in comfortable silence. When I’m done, I lean back.

“So, what were you guys doing?”

“Updating security,” Nico replies. “It means climbing all over the house.”

“Ignore him, he drew the short straw.” Louis laughs. “These pancakes are amazing. Congratulations, Jonas.”

Jonas grins under the praise, sitting up taller as I blow him a kiss.

“How are the kids?” I ask.

“They are okay. They are settling into the apartment building well, so it should work until we find a permanent solution. Did you sleep well?” Dimitri asks.

“I did.” I wink. “So, what’s the plan for today?” I’m hesitant to bring up my suspicion about the military or what we will do, and it seems they are as well, so I let it slide for another day. It’s not urgent, and I want to enjoy our time together since I spent so much time apart from them.

“We are going to finish updating the security on the house. It might take us a while, but you can help Dimitri organise it if you want. Isaac wanted to check you and Bert over once more, and then he’s going to double-check all the research since he has the most knowledge. Jonas is working on a project for me,” Louis explains.

I smile. “Sounds like a plan.”

* * *

“Okay, so the new cameras will be here, here, here, and here,” Dimitri tells me. “We are also adding motion sensors throughout the grounds. All the windows will eventually be replaced by the bulletproof kind the military uses, and we are also going to update the fence, gate, and alarms.”

“Wow, sounds like a lot.” It’s clear they are doing this because of what happened last time.

“Nothing’s too much when it comes to protecting my family.” He grins at me. “Is there anything else you can think of?”

“Yeah, there is actually.” I grab his face and yank him down to me, kissing him hard.

“What are you doing, Nova?” he murmurs as he tries to pull back. Sliding from my chair, I plop onto his lap, grinding against his hard cock. They brought me back to life last night, and it seems my desire came with it.

“I thought it was obvious. Maybe you need a demonstration,” I tease as I reach down and unzip his jeans. He struggles between us, trying to move me gently, but I grip his hard cock and he stills.

I stroke his huge length while grinding into his jean-clad thigh. “Still confused?” Standing, I kick off my leggings, leaving the shirt since it’s cold, and then I straddle him once more. Lifting the shirt, I meet his eyes as I slide my hand up my thigh to my pussy, circling my hole. “Your cock goes here—”

His hand darts out and grips my neck, making me groan. “Louis is right. You are such a brat.”

“Very true,” I retort, desire making my heart race and my thighs slick. “Why don’t you fuck it out of me?”

He smacks my hand away as he yanks me back to his mouth. Kissing me hard and fast, he sweeps his tongue against mine as he dominates me. The chair creaks as we grind together, so he sits me on the edge of the desk, kicking my thighs open.

“D, I need your cock.” I groan as he leans down and swipes his tongue across my clit.

“You get what I give you. Now, Nova, be a good brat and scream for me. I heard that through the mic while I was working and it drove me crazy. Do it again with my tongue buried in this pretty pussy and you can have my cock. You can ride it until you are filled with my cum and they realise what we are doing in here.”

His radio crackles. “Dimitri, can you check the positions of the cameras?”

He completely ignores it as I tangle my hand in his hair, tugging his head closer as my torso falls back. My nipples brush against the fabric of the top, making me moan. His talented tongue curls around my clit, and he finds a quick rhythm that has my hips jerking up as I grind into his face, but just as I’m about to come, he moves down and thrusts his tongue into me.

“Dimitri,” I whine, sounding just like the brat he accused me of being.

He groans, and the sound vibrates through me, making me jerk below him. When he pulls his tongue out, I meet his eyes. “I forgot that you taste like fucking heaven. I’ve changed my mind. Cover my face in your cum. I don’t care if you scream or don’t. I just want to taste you with every breath I take. I want to drown in it.”

“D.” I hold his hair tighter, watching his pupils blow in pleasure and pain. “You better make me then.”

With a wicked grin, he grabs my thighs and throws them over his shoulders, eating me like a madman.

His tongue dips inside me, fucking me before rubbing my clit. The fast pace drives me crazy as I roll my hips, wanting more. He gives me what I want, thrusting two fingers inside me and stretching them as I cry out.

My release takes me by surprise. His fingers pull free then his mouth seals on my pussy, swallowing every drop of my cum before his fingers are back inside me, rubbing my G-spot. My legs jerk as one orgasm rolls into the next while he abuses my poor pussy, draining every drop of my release from me. When he sits back sometime later, his face drips with my cream, and he grins so broadly, it must hurt.

Legs shaking, I try to relearn how to breathe.

“Dimitri?” Louis snaps.

Reaching out, Dimitri grabs the mic. “Looking good, keep going,” he says without taking his eyes off me as he stands. He pushes his jeans down and with a wicked grin, he wipes his hand across his face, gathering my cream and stroking his cock with it before stepping between my shaking thighs.

“Scream for me,” he orders as he pulls me down and impales me on his length.

I do, my head falling back with a scream as he pounds into me. The desk creaks from the force of his thrusts as he grips my hip to work me onto his hard length. My legs are floppy, but I manage to wrap them around his waist and lift my hips for his punishing thrusts.

I want more.

He moans, gripping my hips as he drives into me harder, and the radio crackles again. “Dimitri? How about now?”

“So fucking good,” he tells them.

“What?” Louis asks in confusion, and then he presses the radio against me and twists his hips, smacking my clit at the same time, and I cry out.

“Oh, never mind.” Louis chuckles.

Dropping it, he smirks at me. “They all know you are in here getting fucked like the good girl you are, coming for your man. Fuck, baby, I can feel you gripping me. You’re so ready to come again, aren’t you?”

“Fuck, fuck, please, D.” I can’t help but beg as the pleasure inside of me grows.

“Good girl, just like that. You’re taking me so well,” he praises, spiralling me higher as he groans and hammers into me. “I’m close. That’s it, baby. Now come for me. Milk my cock.”

His words send me over the edge, and I cry out my release as he follows me, bellowing his pleasure as he thrusts into me, filling me with his cum just like he promised.

When he collapses over me, I wrap my arms around him, breathing heavily and grinning. He kisses my chest over my racing heart. “Isaac is going to kill me.”