登入Alexei continued the slow back-and-forth, feeling every contraction of Carla around his cock. Her legs remained closed, the inner muscles squeezing him in a way that made him see stars, and he kept the controlled rhythm with a superhuman effort.His forehead was still pressed against hers, their breaths mixing, and he kissed every centimeter of her face he could reach — her eyelids, the tip of her nose, the flushed cheeks.“You’re holding back.” She murmured, her voice weak, eyes half-closed. “I can feel it. You’re trembling all over.”“I’m holding back because I don’t want it to end.” He nipped her earlobe, his voice hoarse and low. “I want to stay inside you as long as I can. You make me feel complete in a way nothing else does. Every time I enter you, the outside world disappears.”“And what if I say I can’t take slow anymore?” She dug her nails into his arms, scratching the skin, leaving red marks. “What if I want hard? Fast? Until I can’t walk anymore?”Alexei laughed — a low, da
Alexei gripped Carla’s thighs tightly, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh as he pulled her toward him with every thrust. His pants were still caught around his waist, lowered only enough not to hurt her.He hadn’t had the patience to take everything off — not when she was there, open and wet on the billiard table.“You’re so fucking hot.” He murmured, his voice hoarse, eyes fixed on her body. “So perfect. I can’t stop looking.”“Then look.” She rested her feet on the edge of the table, legs still spread. “Look at what you do to me.”He obeyed. He lowered his eyes and watched himself enter and leave her — the thick cock disappearing into her shaved, soaked pussy, stretched by his girth.The sight was obscene — her warm brown skin contrasting with his lighter tone, her lips wrapping completely around him, the shine of the wetness running down, and the wet sounds echoing through the room, accompanied by the moans she let out without any shame.“Fuck…” He ran his tongue over his lips
Carla was still smiling when she pulled Alexei by the collar of his shirt and pressed her lips to his.The kiss started slow, almost lazy, as if they had all the time in the world — and for the first time in weeks, they did. But it soon changed pace. His mouth moved over hers with a hunger she knew well, that hunger that appeared when Alexei finally allowed himself to feel pleasure without guilt.His hands found her waist and squeezed tightly, fingers closing over the bare skin the cropped top left exposed. He lifted her as if she weighed nothing and sat her on the billiard table, the green felt contrasting with the warm tone of her skin.“Are you going to distract me from the game?” He murmured against her lips, his hands already sliding along her waist, rising slowly over the exposed skin of her top.“You were already losing anyway.”“That’s debatable. The match wasn’t over yet.”“Of course not. You always have an excuse.”“Always.” Alexei kissed the corner of her mouth, then her ja
Alexei remained looking at Carla for a few seconds. There was something strange about that feeling — it was not euphoria, not explosive happiness. It was simply peace. A sensation so unusual in recent months that it almost seemed suspicious.He tilted his head slightly, his eyes still fixed on her.“You know something?”“What?”“I think I forgot what it’s like to be in a place without waiting for something to happen. Without waiting for the next attack, the next revelation, the next crisis.”Carla frowned, the pen still between her fingers.“Are you serious?”“Unfortunately. It’s pathetic, I know.”She smiled — a small, understanding smile.“It’s not pathetic, but maybe it’s time to learn again. To relearn how to be at peace.”With Alexei, however, peace was not the same as standing still.He looked around the room. He had put on soft music — an old jazz that Dmitry hated — the bioethanol fireplace spread a discreet warmth through the space, and the late-afternoon light crossed the ti
Alexei and Dmitry arrived at the Rurik mansion shortly before lunch. Snow continued to cover the garden, reflecting the pale winter light, and the property seemed strangely peaceful after everything that had happened in those days.Alexei got out of the car without saying anything, hands in the pockets of his overcoat. Dmitry closed the door behind him and observed his brother for a few seconds.“You’re quiet.”“I’m thinking.”“That’s usually dangerous.”Alexei cast a sideways glance, one eyebrow raised.“For you or for me?”“For everyone. Especially the furniture.”A small smile appeared on Alexei’s face. It was not happiness — genuinely happy Alexei seemed like a rare disease — but there was something different about him, a lightness that had not existed when they left. Dmitry noticed. He did not comment. The two entered the mansion.Lunch took place almost in silence. Alexei ate more than he normally would when he was worried — Marina, satisfied, filled his plate twice — but he see
Alexei remained standing. The sheet was still in his hands, and his mother’s words remained engraved in his mind. “Do not let them choose for him,” “Do not try to separate what was born united.”He had never imagined that searching for his mother would mean discovering mysteries about himself. For years, all he had wanted to know about Ulyana was who she was. And only in that moment did he realize he had been so buried in himself that he had forgotten his original desire. He wanted to know a person he never had the chance to know. His mother.Boris watched his grandson in silence. There was no hurry in his eyes. For many years, he had not been trying to decide how much Alexei could handle. He was simply waiting for him to ask. And Alexei asked, his voice coming out quieter than he intended:“Who was she?”It was not a question about her death, not about the secret she kept, not about what she knew regarding the being he carried. It was about her — the person, the woman, the daughter B
The sun had barely risen when Susan opened her eyes, the sheets tangled around her legs, her heart beating faster than normal.The room was still submerged in darkness, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep.Once again, the same dream. Dmitry. The clearing near the lake. His mouth. H
As soon as the elevator doors closed behind her, Susan let out a shaky sigh. The seconds until she reached the apartment felt eternal.When she finally entered, she locked the door with more force than she intended, dropping her bag on the narrow cabinet beside the entrance and kicking off her heel
The drive to the Rurik Motors headquarters was made in absolute silence. The city pulsed outside, indifferent to the storm swirling inside him.Dmitry kept one hand firmly on the wheel and the other supporting his chin, his eyes fixed on the road, but his mind far away. He needed to focus. He had m
Dmitry opened his eyes and knew he was no longer in the waking world.It wasn’t the first time.That luxurious hall, with its ancient architecture and silent opulence, had welcomed him before. A distorted reflection of reality, perhaps. Or an ethereal plane that only existed in the intersections be







