Page 32 of The Brigadier
The spanking was a clear reminder of how young I was and that I was in Nikolay’s house, forced to follow his rules. But his very hard, throbbing cock told me something else.
He was all male.
I was all female.
And the taboo issue meant nothing.
“Stay in position,” he said in his usual deep, authoritative voice, wrapping one muscular arm around my waist. I could shift all I wanted. I wasn’t going anywhere. “Or I’ll be forced to start over.”
“No. No!” He brought his hand down in rapid succession, moving from one side of my already tender and aching bottom to the other. I could tell I was completely red in the face, trying to hold my mind and my resolve together.
However, the man was right in that the round of discipline made me forget what had occurred, at least to a point. I was slowly regaining my ability to breathe, my aching muscles less tense than before. How was that possible?
Four more brutal strikes and he sighed. “You are a good girl. I can sense it. I just don’t understand why you ran.”
I tried to jerk my head up, struggling with the hair in my face. “You don’t know how he looked at me, the grin on his face as if he knew something I didn’t know. As if a huge plan was in motion. It was eerie and terrifying and I lost my shit.”
“I guess you did. This will help you to focus.”
There was something so intimate about the way he was caressing my skin, the heat transferring from his fingers to my bottom significant and sending an electrified warmth throughout my body. I wanted to ask him how many more, but I was fearful he’d add to the number.
Nikolay rubbed his hand along the small of my back and up and back down my spine. When he caressed my buttocks again before starting to lower a single finger, I sucked in my breath. I hadn’t realized my legs were parted and there was no doubt he could see just how wet I was. None. I was sure my pussy lipswere swollen and glistening. Oh, dear God. Lines were already being crossed.
Before he could start again, I heard a noise and exclaimed in a tiny voice.
“Um… Sorry to interrupt you, boss but the asshole was making a fuss and I popped him a few before we left.” Danny. Jesus Christ.
I was still hunkered over Nikolay’s knees like a child, my bottom exposed and one of his men had just walked in.
“Okay. Did he say something?” Nikolay asked.
“Yeah,” Danny said. “That the apocalypse was about to begin. What the fuck?”
Nikolay chuckled. “Maybe the dude is trying to scare us.”
“Maybe. The one thing I could detect was an Italian accent.”
Even I took notice to what Danny had said. Nikolay sucked in his breath. “We haven’t had any issue with the Cosa Nostra since Aleksander began dating Raphaella. Ask different questions on the street but be careful. The alliance Vadim and Aleksander established is still in place and there are two distinct groups of Italian pigs.”
Danny snorted. “I know. I’ll see if I can get anything else from the thug before I toss him officially on ice.”
When the guy snickered a little under his breath, I sucked in mine.
“Enjoy your evening, boss.”
It was Nikolay’s turn to laugh. “I am.”
The powerful Russian was enjoying this? Was he kidding me?
The footsteps were heavy but thankfully, within seconds we were alone again and Nikolay started back in earnest.
“Rules. They could save your life. Hell, they could save mine,” he said in his gruff but far too sexy voice. “We will go over them more tomorrow but you’re safe here. This is your home.”
“What about a job? The prick was an animal.” The words flew out of my mouth before I could stop them. I could easily tell how angry Nikolay was.
“I’ll deal with the shithead myself later, but his antics aren’t high on my priority list at this point.”
Four more cracks of his hand and I’ll be damned if three of his fingers didn’t hit my pussy lips. I was crazed for a few seconds, but the real reason was because I was more aroused than I’d ever felt in my life. So much so I was lightheaded, stars floating in front of my eyes.