All Chapters of Heated Nights With My Merciless Father In Law: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

ALEKSANDRI don’t wait for my door to be opened before I step down from the car when Robert throws it into park.Paolo must have realized something is off from our entrance because he rushes toward the vehicle, yanking the backdoor open. His face is a mask of horror as he assists a trembling Natalia out. His lips move but I don’t catch the words.I can’t hear anything past the ringing in my ears.Forcing my eyes away from Natalia even though my attention remains on her, I inspect my men. “Is anyone injured?”“I got hit in the arm,” one says. The sleeve of his shirt is plastered to his body from the blood gushing out of his wound. The blood he’s struggling to contain by pressing his palm against it.“Keep pressure on it.” Then to Stefan, I order, “Get Alan.”Alan is the doctor I keep on payroll. It’s less risky and less suspicious than having to explain our questionable wounds at the hospital every other day someone gets injured.There are a good number of feds in my pocket but some of

NATALIAI’m stuffing my face with pizza when I get that familiar feeling of being watched.The skin at the back of my neck prickles, the hair sticking straight up with awareness. Pausing with my teeth digging into a new slice, I lift my eyes, finding Aleks watching me through those piercing blue eyes.His facial muscles do not shift or change but I can literally feel his amusement at how much I’m eating. I shrug.After the scary day I’ve had, I’m pretty sure I’m allowed to eat however I want.He’s been locked in conversation with my brothers while they come up with a plan on how to join forces to take down their one common enemy.It’s straight up mind-blowing to me that someone has been using the Bratva’s own men to fight them. Add that to the fact that Aleks claims he can’t find this person and it almost seems unreal. Could a person really be that powerful and sneaky enough to get away with playing not only in the Bratva’s face but the Cosa Nostra as well?Dmitri abruptly leaves the

ALEKSANDRI make it all of thirty hours before I stab my legs into the first pants I get my hands on, snatch the keys to one of my rarely used cars off my dresser and stalk out of my room. Sienna intercepts me before I can reach the staircase, blocking my path. Just last week, Natalya stood in this same hallway, slowly sinking her claws inside me with that seductive smile and her smart ass mouth. I’d almost kissed her in the balcony just a few feet away, but by some insane restraint, I’d been able to stop myself. I have no idea where that restraint is right now. If I had to guess, it’s in shreds six feet under. Does it make any fucking sense that I miss her so much?You’d think it’s been a year. The thought of how weak she’s made me only pisses me off even more. So much that when I level my eyes on the woman in front of me, I can barely make out her features through the haze of red forking out into my vision.“Get out of my way, Sienna.”She doesn’t. It’s as if my words hit a wal

NATALIA “You, Kotyonok. Only you.”The words are a caress on the side of my face as Aleks pulls out of me and snaps his hips against mine, shoving his length back into me. “Too big,” I gasp, one hand flying to the hand he has on my neck while the other latches onto the big hand that clutches my hip. “You’re too big.”My intimate muscles ripple helplessly around his thick girth, my nails sinking so deeply into his fingers, I wouldn’t be surprised if they drew blood. Aleks stops moving, leaving his cock inside me. My hands tremble where they hold onto his as I go on my tiptoes, his chest heaving behind me from the effort it takes him to hold back. Fuck, he’s huge. I didn’t get to see his size but from how wide he’s splitting me, I know he’s bigger than anyone I’ve had. “Can you—” A half moan cuts off my words when I subconsciously clench around him. “Can you hold still like this for a bit? I need to—I need…” I trail off, rolling my hips in slow, circular movements in a bid to feel

NATALIAWith every step I take to the toilet, my legs wobble.There’s a slight sting as I pee, which is to be expected considering his size. After cleaning up, I make my way to the sink, staring at myself in the mirror. I just fucked Dmitri’s dad. As in I came all over my soon to be father-in-law’s cock. Not just once, but thrice. And maybe it would be bearable if the sex had been horrible, but I enjoyed every single forbidden second of it. Under my dress, I’m swollen and tender from the rough fucking. Yet as flashbacks of everything we’ve done hits me, I feel a hollow pull of hunger low in my stomach. “Shit.” I hang my head, my fingers digging into the marble. The word is apt, because I’m in deep fucking shit. Puffing out a breath, I rearrange my hair, flushing even more when I take in how rosy my cheeks are from the orgasms, my lips almost red from his kisses and my eyes glassy. There are bite marks and faint pink scratches from his stubble all over my neck. The thin straps