EroticReverie

Audrey

It’s been a few days. Lots of Maksim taking phone calls , but never leaving the house. He only talks in Russian on the phone so I can’t tell what’s being said. But I know none of its good from the way he paces. From the way he snarls and his nostrils flare. From the threatening tone of his voice. 

In between his business we fuck. We kiss. We steal each other’s touches. Then it’s right back to his phone calls. Right back to taking care of what he needs to do. I want to ask him , but I’m scared showing any concern will be deemed curious and make him think I’m indeed a loose end. 

All I’ve been thinking about is Slev. His words.  That someone would “take care” of me, if he didn’t do it himself. 

Sometimes I just stare at Maksim. Wondering what made him go against the way things are usually done. What made him choose to keep me alive instead of ending me like he was supposed to.  I stare wondering how I’d fallen for him. Because I had. There was no question about it. I was in love with him and I couldn’t imagine my life ever going back to how it was before. I couldn’t imagine having to live a single day without his blue eyes staring at me, or his voice whispering dirty things, romantic things , to me in Russian. 

I can tell he’s on edge. And I can tell it’s because of Slev. Of what he said. Maksim hasn’t let me out of his sight. Showering with me. Even following me to the bathroom and talking to me through the door. It was a bit much.  But I also didn’t dare tell him to ease up on the watching over me.  He’d lost his mother. His sisters.  And I was glad I was someone he wanted to protect. 

I’m reading a book as he hangs up the phone and slams it on his desk. I jump and look up at him. 

“What’s wrong?” I ask my voice shaky.  I knew he wasn’t mad at me. But his anger still was terrifying. He looks at me. 

“Do you have a passport?” He asks and my brows lift. 

“I…yes.” I answer with a single nod. 

——

Four hours later we’re on a plane headed for Russia. 

Not until we’re in the air does he start to explain. 

He brings nobody but me and his guards. None of his men come with us and I start to wonder if he’s running. But Maksim doesn’t seem like the kind of man to run from anyone. And I doubt if he were to run it would be straight into the homeland of the Bratva. 

“I’m America. I am at the top. But I am not THE top Audrey.” He says and I nod. 

He’s silent a moment. 

“We’re going to meet Demetri Petrov.” He says and I just sit there a moment. 

“Petrov….are they related to you?” I ask. 

He nods.  

“He’s my Grandfather”

——

I’m not given much comfort by the news that Demetri Petrov is not much unlike Maksims father. He was cruel to Maksims father. Cruel to his own wife as well. But I guess the silver lining was that he’d never raped his daughters or had any of them killed. 

“We are going to get his blessing.” He says and and I cock my head. 

“Blessing?” I ask. “For me to what, live?” 

“To marry.” He says flatly. 

I sit there. Stunned. Silent. He looks up to me sitting across from him. 

“I’m sorry.  What?” I say In shock. 

“For me to marry you.” He says. 

I swallow.  “I heard you. But….what?”

“It’s the only way.” He says. 

“If he blesses our marriage , nobody can question your status.” He says. 

“My status?” I ask. 

“The level of threat you possess to us.” He says. 

I just blink. 

“It’s not everyday we kill a man and steal his woman to keep for ourselves.” He says. 

“They fear your harbor resentment towards me.” He says. 

“That you’d act out against me. Be disloyal.” He says. 

My brows pinch. “I don’t resent you.”

“They don’t know that.” He says. 

“You….you want to marry me?” I ask. 

“I want to keep you safe.” He says. 

“So you don’t want to marry me?” I ask and his brow lifts. 

“You are mine.” He says and I inhale as his blue eyes stare into me. 

“Yes Lavender” he says. 

“I want to marry you.” He says and I forget to breathe. 

“To keep me safe.” I say. 

He nods. 

“And because you are mine.” He says. 

“You weren’t even going to ask me first?” I ask. 

His brow cocks. “I figured you wanted to live. So asking you was unnecessary  “ 

I scoff. “You think asking whether or not I want to marry you is unnecessary?!” I raise my voice. 

“Watch your tone.” He says calmly. 

My brows pinch. 

“Fuck you Maksim!” I say angrily. 

His palms twitch his lips straightening as I fed the guards in the front and the back of us in seats behind us shift. 

Maksim stands and I push back in my seat. 

Of course I wanted to fucking live. And maybe marriage wasn’t a big deal to him. But it was to me. And tying myself to him legally was a big fucking leap. I didn’t want to be TOLD I was marrying someone. 

He grabs my arm and pulls me out of my seat. 

“Get your fucking hands off me!” I say with a scream as the guards all shift as Maksim pulls me to the back of the plane behind a door that he closes as I drag my feet , pulling against him. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” He growls and grabs my arms slamming me into the door. 

“Me?!” “Me?!” “What the fuck is wrong with me?!” I yell and snatch my hand and go to lift it to smack him across his scowling face and he catches it and growls. 

“I’m on a plane to fucking Russia! To get a fucking blessing to marry you! Slev wants to kill me, and youre asking what’s wrong with me?!” I yell. 

“You don’t even talk to me unless it’s to fuck me!” I yell at him. 

“I don’t know anything that’s going on! I’m fucking scared!” I admit and feel my eyes water.  

“I’m scared and you’re forcing me again! Not even asking me first! As if what I want doesn’t matter! As if my life is yours to do with as you please! You take me from my home! Kill men in front of me then kill my boyfriend! Then you ..you” I stutter angrily and shove at his chest. 

“You make me fall in love with you!” I scream as he steps closer and puts his hands on the door to either side of my head and leans down. 

“Say it again” he says , his jaw ticking. 

My brows pinch. 

“Fuck you” I say and go to move but Maksim grabs my face and I push at him. 

“Get off me you fucking bastard!” I yell but he growls and crashes his mouth to mine. 

I turn my head but his mouth chases mine as his hands lift my dress. My hands going down to push them away but he keeps lifting my dress.

“You are so stubborn” he groans and rips my panties making me gasp.

“Stop!” I get my hand free and smack his face and I’m the one who flinches as he pauses and then grabs my face. 

“You are making a scene.” He growls and pushes into me. His cock hard against my belly through our clothes. 

“And you’re making me hard” he groans. 

My eyes narrow. 

“You can’t just expect me to marry you!” I argue. 

“You love me. Why wouldn’t I expect you to want to marry me?” He smirks and his hands lift my dress again and I swallow. 

“Screw you” I say angrily. 

“Lavender….” He says as his hand slides between my legs making my breath hitch and exhale shakily with a frustrated whimper. 

I see the cocky smirk on his lips as I lean my head back and close my eyes. 

“I hate you” I breathe. 

“But you love me too” he says and his finger slides down and up into me. 

His face comes down and his mouth goes to my ear. 

“And I love you too” he says and let out a sigh and my eyes open and I look at him. 

“You do?” I ask and he smiles. 

“I do” he says and kisses me and I whimper as his tongue parts my lips. 

“Will you marry me ?” He asks. 

“Marry me so I can protect you Lavender. Marry me. Be mine. Be my wife.” He says and I grab his suit jacket and push up on my toes as his finger fucks me slowly. 

“I want a big wedding” I pant and he smiles against my mouth with a nod. 

“Whatever you want , is yours.” He says and I moan as he kisses me and his lips brush away and over my jaw to my ear. 

“I will give you everything Lavender. Anything you want. Even when your mouthy and disrespectful and piss me off, I will not hesitate to give you whatever you want.” He says. I swallow with a groan. 

“You should’ve just asked me first” I whine. Still arguing. Feeling a bit stupid and a bit embarrassed for flying off the handle. 

He smiles against my ear. 

“I’m sorry Lavender” he whispers and I moan as he slides a second finger inside me. 

“Forgive me” he whispers. 

“Am I still going to be punished?” I ask breathlessly and he groans. 

“Do you want to be?” He asks his voice sending shivers up and down my spine and I nod. 

He lets out a low growl. 

“Good. Because you’re about to be.”