“Okay. I did, but the bastard had it coming. He’d been trying to fire me and replace me with that whore.” I popped him in the face again, breaking his jaw this time. Then I heard gentle footsteps coming.
“Boss, it’s your chef,” Yuri said, pointing to the camera. I dropped the knife on the table while Yuri tossed the pillowcase over Diego’s face. I rushed to the door just as she opened it. Seeing her, I lost control and forgot that I’d been in the middle of interrogating a motherfucker.
I should have taken her away from the room, but I’d wanted to see her all fucking night. So, I dragged her inside out of view of the cameras as I stole our first real kiss, forgetting completely about the fact I’d been splattered with blood.
The second she ran from me in fear, I lost it. Closing the door, I walked straight up to Diego and yanked out my gun. “You’re not a threat to her anymore. Maria’s mine.” With that, I pulled the trigger. I wanted to take it painfully slow, but I needed to get to Maria.
“Boss. Igor’s got her pinned outside the next room.” He showed me the phone, and I saw fucking red. Rushing through the connecting doors, I exited just feet from them. Seeing his hands on her, and even worse on her fucking cunt, sent me over the edge. I had no time for disloyalty and pure betrayal. I shot the fucker before he had a chance to react. I didn’t want him to die so easily, but he hurt my sweet woman. No one would ever get away with that.
Alessandro drew his own gun on Igor when I fired. He’d come up from the other direction but hadn’t missed a thing of what happened.
“She is yours, no?” He nodded toward Maria, who had collapsed on the floor.
“Da.”
“Then take care of her. I will deal with this.” This wouldn’t be the first time we’d disposed of a body together.
“I can’t leave this to you.”
“You must. She needs you more. We have always been there for each other. It’s the least I can do.” I nodded and yelled to Yuri, who followed in the aftermath.
“I need this place cleaned. Spotless.” Two dead bodies on my hands would be nothing, but right now that didn’t matter. My violent rage didn’t go away even with Igor dead on the ground next to Maria. He touched her, threatened her. Both of these assholes had ruined my morning plans with her.
I scooped Maria up and carried her down the hall and upstairs to my bedroom. I hated that I was covered in blood and now so was she, but once it was gone, I’d make her see that she belonged with me—forever.
She’d woken up from being jostled around, but she didn’t say anything. I sat her on the toilet and made sure she was steady before I let go. I hadn’t realized how small she was compared to me until I held her close. Anger boiled in me that anyone could hurt her.
“Don’t move,” I growled, giving her a warning as I turned on the shower. “And don’t fucking faint on me again.” She stiffened up and sat still, looking down at the floor.
Yelling at her didn’t make me feel good at all. I felt like a total bastard, but I couldn’t handle her crumbling in front of me again. And I sure as hell couldn’t deal with her running away. I stripped out of my bloody clothes and then turned to my dazed woman and lifted her to stand.
“Arms up.” She followed my directions out of fear. As much as I hated that she feared me, it was better than her fighting me. I’d prove to her that I’d always protect her.
“Oh my God. There’s blood all over me,” Maria gasped. I was used to it by now, but not to seeing it on her. She was too precious and innocent for my world. I should clean her and send her away, but my heart knew that was out of the question. There was no way in hell that I could ever let her go. She belonged with me. I was her dark and dangerous knight willing to slay anyone and anything that came between us.
“Yes, there is. That’s why we’re going to shower.” I carried her inside, ignoring the raging hard-on I sported. Sliding her down onto her feet, I grabbed the soap and began to scrub myself first and then moved to her body. I tried to scrub her without fondling her tits, but touching her made that difficult.
Unpinning her hair, I soaked it in the water and she still didn’t speak.
“Are you Maxim?” she asked. She’d finally put it all together.
“I am, krasota. I am.”
“I promise I won’t tell anyone what happened here. I promise. I can just go and pretend that I was never here.”
“That, my sweet, I can’t allow to happen,” I said through clenched teeth. I wanted to lift her up and impale her on my cock, coming deep inside so she couldn’t leave.
“Oh my God. You’re going to kill me, aren’t you?” She looked up at me with terror in those blue eyes that I never wanted to witness again. She should only feel happiness and love around me, but my world was far from that.
I cupped her cheek, ran my thumb over her chin, and tipped her head up so she understood every word I said. “No. Never. Don’t be afraid of me, Maria. I’d never do anything to hurt you.”
My mouth dropped down onto hers for the slightest kiss. I shouldn’t have done that, but what could I do? Her lips were tempting, begging me to taste them.
“Let me wash you properly,” I whispered against her lips. My body ached to fuck her, but I had some bodies to deal with first. Well, they could wait until I wiped his touch away from her pussy.
Dropping to my knees, I parted her legs, running the soap up and down each side and then focusing my attention on the middle. Her light blonde curls covered my sweet treasure. “Soon,” I whispered to her mound.
Rinsing her off with the side jets of the shower, I raised her leg over my shoulder. “I’m going to make it all better.” I pressed my face into her heat, causing a gasp and then a moan to come from her lips. “I knew you’d be so sweet for me. Hold on because I’m going to make you come on my face.” Growling, I dipped one finger into her tight slit while I lapped at her entrance.
Coaxing her little bud out, I sucked on it, causing her to slam her back against the wall and arch her hips. The taste of her spurred me on for more. I’d never get enough of Maria. She moaned over and over as I stretched her pussy with my fingers.
“Good girl. Come for me.” She pressed her hand on the tiled surface to keep herself steady, but I’d never let her fall. Pumping into her cunt, I pulled her juices to my mouth, thirstier than I’d ever been before.
She threaded her fingers into my hair, gripping it as I tongue-fucked her pussy, destroying her for anyone else. She fucked up because after having her, I was never going to let her go.
With a loud scream, she came hard. “Maxim,” she shouted. Her body writhed with pleasure as she clenched up and rocked her cooch all over my beard. As she slumped down, I turned off the water and carried her out of the shower. Setting her on her feet, I wrapped her with a towel.
“What about you?” Maria responded softly, staring at my engorged dick.
I wrapped a towel around the painfully hard reminder that I hadn’t made her mine yet. “I have a bunch of things to do, but trust me when I say that I’m going to bury my cock in your pussy very soon.”
“I’ve got to be crazy.” She sat on the bench at the foot of the bed, lost in thought.