“I didn’t do anything wrong. I was walking back this way when those drunk guys grabbed me.”
Andriy narrowed his eyes at her.
“You need to be more careful,” he eyed over her dress. Was he insinuating that she brought on the harassment by men by the way she dressed?
“What? You think I brought this on myself and it gave that one jerk a right to just drag me onto the dance floor and the other to slap my ass.” She placed the empty shot glass down on the bar kind of hard.
“He slapped your ass?” Paulo asked teeth clenched and then he looked past her as if searching for the two men and took a step forward like he would go after them. She pressed her palm against his chest to stop him.
“Paulo, no.”
He looked down, chin to chest at her hand and then to her lips and eyes. Her heart raced, the feel of steel beneath her palms had her pussy creaming. Her lips parted.
“It’s done.” She moved her hand, Paulo grabbed it, shocking her. She gasped and then he brought it to his lips and kissed the top while holding her gaze.
“Sladkaya,” he said in Russian. Whatever the hell that meant. She didn’t know but the sound of it and the tone of his voice all while he stared into her eyes did something amazing to her. She felt it ease like honey over her body, and for some reason her nipples hardened. Hadon’s hands easing up and down her hips and thigh added to the thrill of it all. She pulled her hand back and looked away.
“Some men, they think they can take what they want,” Andriy said to her and eyed her over making every inch of her react. She had to remain guarded here.
“I suppose you would know. Thanks for helping me. I better head back to—”
Hadeon firmed his hand on her hip and pressed closer. Andriy reached up and stroked her jaw. She lost her breath. Was shocked at how aroused she was as all three titans of male touched her together. Holy shit, she was in big trouble. She didn’t know what to do and then Andriy was firm in his command.
He shook his head.
“Stay here with us,” he said.
Andriy. Holy mamma mia, the man was so scary yet sexy at the same time it confused her. What had she just told Alda earlier about killer eyes and killer capabilities and staying clear of dangerous men? Alda avoided Royce, Logic, Train, and Brew because of her body’s reaction to them. Fina had a similar reaction right now to these forceful, sexy men. She had to remind herself about their indiscretions. About the brunette last night, and the other women flirting with them tonight. It wasn’t smart. It wasn’t a good idea. She needed to—
Andriy stroked her jaw and then clenched her chin. “You’re safest with us, little one.”
They stared at one another, and she didn’t move. Her lips parted slightly and she imagined him pulling her close and kissing her lips. Hadeon and Paulo continued to caress her hips and cage her in between Andriy and the bar and them.
“Round,” Hadeon said to the bartender, breaking the silence, her nonverbal acceptance to remaining still, just watching Hadeon swirl his finger in the air.
Paulo licked his lips and then they passed around the drinks. She was in over her head here. Big time.
* * * *
Three times Fina attempted to step away from them and move a little closer to whomever joined them in conversation at the bar. Conversation mostly run by Mateus, Fedarro, or Caprice. Every time Fina finished a glass of vodka, Hadeon placed another one in her hand despite her shaking her head. She wasn’t drinking it. She definitely felt tipsy as she leaned in against Andriy and turned into his arms as he caressed her hip. Hadeon leaned on the bar stool and kept her hand on his thigh. She looked up at Hadeon, who was straight faced.
“How long did you guys say you would be in New York?” she asked, her voice sounding sexy and hoarse.
“An extended period of time,” Paulo told her and then reached out and curled a long lock of her hair around his fingers. When she stared at him, looking up so sweet and sexy, he pushed the contact a little further. He eased his hand higher and then under her hair to her head as he leaned closer to whisper to her. Hadeon and Andriy were right behind her intimately close and stroking her body.
“The best part of this business venture and trip will surely be you, lyubimaya,” he whispered to her and kissed her forehead. She stared at him and nibbled her bottom lip. He stroked her there and shook his head.
“No. Your lips are perfect. Do not worry, Fina, we aren’t in a rush. We will take our time, and you will see we aren’t so bad,” he said to her. Paulo pressed closer and kissed the corner of her mouth. “You smell so good,” he said, and when he moved his mouth closer to her lips she turned just enough to make him miss kissing her lips.
“Paulo.”
“You deny the attraction?” he asked firmly.
“I don’t think this is a smart idea,” she said but didn’t sound too convincing to him at all.
“Net?” Hadeon asked and stroked her hip to her belly. She gasped and covered his hand with hers. His brother’s hand was so large over her feminine figure. It was arousing. Hadeon kissed her bare shoulder and Andriy moved slightly to look at her.
“Why not?” Andriy asked, but then her girlfriends came over and destroyed the moment. Paulo had the feeling they were trying to protect Fina from them, and their intention of taking her to their penthouse and exploring this attraction further. As he watched her glance back a few times at him and his brothers, he felt like he was preying on innocence and the youth of such a beauty as Fina.
* * * *
“What are you going to do?” Alda asked Fina, whose heart was racing a mile a minute. She felt confused, aroused, and a little tipsy.
“I don’t know. Nothing I guess.”
“Nothing?” Donata asked her wide eyed.
“Woman, those three are incredibly sexy men, and mysterious. They hardly speak but a few das, nets, yas, and tys, and even I’m aroused by it.” They all started laughing and Fina fanned her face. “What the hell do those words even mean?” Alda asked.
“It’s simple. Da is for yes, net is for no, ya is for I, ty is for you. Oh, and spaseebo is thank you, sladkaya is sweet, and I’m hoping to find out how to say ‘oh yeah, baby, harder,’” Donata said very seriously and they all laughed louder. Fina snorted, which added to the laughter and drew attention toward them.
“How did you find those things out?” Alda asked.
“I don’t kiss and tell,” Donata said pretentiously.
“Don’t tell me you’re with them, Donata. Please,” Fina asked.
“Oh God, no way. No, if I had I would have told you immediately. Hell, when they rescued you from those two jerks months back I would have told you.”
“Obviously you didn’t get that far or you would know how to say ‘oh yeah baby harder.’” Alessa added and they laughed some more.
“Russian isn’t my thing, but obviously it’s Fina’s,” Donata said and raised her eyebrows up and down.
Fina shook her head.
“I don’t think it’s a good idea. Plus, my luck with men lately hasn’t exactly been great, and those three have women throwing themselves at them. I mean, look right now,” Fina said and they all turned to see two brunette’s trying to talk to Paulo, Hadeon, and Andriy.
“Yeah, I’m looking at them not saying a word but staring this way and straight at you,” Donata told her, and her friends agreed. “Oh yeah, you are in their radar. That’s it,” Alessa said.
“For tonight, anyway,” Fina said sounding disgusted to her own ears. Fina swallowed and turned back toward her friends.
She pushed her long, blonde hair behind her shoulder. “I don’t want to be just another woman they’ve screwed. I don’t sleep around. You guys know that.”
“Sleeping with those three would definitely be life altering, that is for sure,” Alessa said to them.
“You’re not kidding. They’re beyond the silent brooding type. They’re hard, like they’ve been through shit in their lives that would make the averag
e person shutter,” Donata said.
“I know what you mean. It’s like there’s this look in their eyes. Almost like they aren’t fully there, or maybe guarded,” Fina told them.
“You like them,” Alessa stated.
“The attraction isn’t the problem, Alessa, it’s me and my streak of bad luck. And Brian,” Fina admitted.
“Fina, seriously? How could you let a relationship from three years ago bother you like this still? You’re a stronger woman than you were then. You’ve accomplished so much, and like the rest of us, you don’t need a man to succeed in life or to provide for you. Brian was an abusive asshole,” Donata told her.
“I know, but it’s just those little phrases in the back of my head that come back sometimes and make me put on the brakes.”
Alda caressed her shoulder. “Is that why you didn’t sleep with Mario and Johnny in D.R.?” she asked.
“Oh yeah, I remember that. Kind of weird that they are here, too, but would be worse I suppose if you did sleep with them,” Donata stated.
“Way worse,” Alda added, and Fina agreed.
“Rayanna, Caprice, and Gisella, even Bella followed their hearts and just let go, and look what happened to them. Look at how much their men love them?” Alda added.
“They’re bosses. Hadeon, Paulo, and Andriy are soldiers, heavies in the Russian, I repeat, Russian mob. You’ve heard the stories just as I have. Russians are crazy, and they don’t back down from anything. It’s scary stuff,” Alessa added.
“Exactly. Do I need that? I don’t want to be used. Sure, I know the sex would be incredible, but if it didn’t work out, where does it leave me? Especially during times like this when we all get together with the families? I wouldn’t come around. I’d have to move on, because they wouldn’t be effected like I would,” Fina said.
“Screw that. They would have to look elsewhere to hang out because you come first around here with all of us,” Alda said.
“Hell yeah,” Donata said and raised her glass. They all clinked their glasses together and Fina chuckled.
“Oh God, here comes Hadeon,” Donata said to Fina.
Before she could turn around, Hadeon approached.
“Ladies, excuse us, please,” he said, taking Fina by the hand and leading her away from her friends. One glance over her shoulder and the envious expressions on her friends’ faces did her in. What did she really have to lose here?
She didn’t know where Hadeon was taking her until they headed down the hallway. He opened a door that wasn’t labeled and he when he pulled her inside, she saw it was a private little room with some fancy large seats, a small love seat, and a bar, decorated classily like a private intimate meeting room for a few people.
He pulled her close and she gasped, held onto his thick, hard forearms.
As he stared at her lips she parted them. “Hadeon?”
“I wanted you alone,” he said and slid his palm back and forth over her lower back, skimming the upper part of her ass, making her wish he would cup her ass cheek and kiss her. It was instant, wild, and so powerful she felt heated.
She stared up into his dark brown eyes as they held hers and he licked his lips.
The Russian words he spoke on an exhale confused her right before he pressed his mouth to hers.
She didn’t resist or tighten up. She wanted to feel his kiss, to know what it was like to be held by a man this big and capable and so very sexy. He was older. A lot older, and that experience he had should have freaked her out, but instead it made her feel aroused.
He gripped her ass cheek. Hard. He was wild, almost desperate in his hold and in his kiss. He plunged his tongue deeper and then ran his palm from her ass, up her spine, and into her hair, gripping her. When he released her lips and trailed his mouth along her jaw then throat, she tilted her head back, giving him better access to her neck.
“Sladkaya,” he whispered.
What did Donata say that meant? Oh God, she couldn’t think as she stared at his chiseled face, the intense expression and those dark eyes that landed on hers.
His hold was possessive, controlling, and it turned her on. His other hand slid from her hip to her breast.
“You feel it?” he asked her. She didn’t want to admit that she did. That this was okay.
“Hadeon.”
He narrowed his eyes at her and pressed his mouth over hers again as he cupped her breast, stroked the nipple through the thin material of her top. Her pussy throbbed, her heart raced, and she suddenly wanted so much more. When the second set of hands landed on her shoulders, she pulled her mouth from Hadeon’s, only for him to slide the hand under her hair away and for Paulo to cup her cheeks and then press his mouth to hers. She was shocked and then moaned into Paulo’s mouth, tasting the vodka and a flavored cigar. He pressed his tongue deeper and then she felt Hadeon’s hand slid up and down her thighs. Was he kneeling in front of her? His hands slid under her dress to her thighs and she tightened up only for the next hand to cup her breast and another mouth kiss her neck. Holy shit, Andriy.
She moaned and then felt the tip on Hadeon’s fingers graze her pussy. She pulled from Paulo’s mouth and stepped back nearly losing her footing but Hadeon gripped her ass cheeks, stopping her from moving away.
“No, lyubimaya. Stay here between us. It’s incredible,” Andriy said to her. She felt too aroused, too confused. They were tag teaming her and she didn’t know how to resist this.
“Don’t look so scared. We don’t mean harm,” Hadeon told her in that deep, controlling tone. And those eyes. Damn those squinting, dark, sensual eyes of his. My God, he was so big. The three of them were. She stared at him and even though he knelt in front of her, his head was close to her chest. She reached out and stroked his cheek. He tightened.
“I don’t think…I’m not like…I don’t know what you want,” she stuttered and fumbled with her words.
“Ty takaya Krasivaya,” Hadeon whispered.
“Da,” Paulo said.
“Da,” Andriy added.
“Yes what?” she asked.
“I said you are so beautiful. Ty Takaya Krasivaya,” Hadeon whispered and she stared into his eyes as she held his cheek.
“What scares you most of us?” Paulo asked her. Knowing he meant most about them.
“Everything,” she whispered.
Hadeon turned his face and kissed her hand.
“Meaning what?” Paulo asked.
She looked up at him. Worried her bottom lip a moment.
“Your ages, your sizes, and experience. I don’t sleep around. I see the other women you’ve…had.”
“The waitress means nothing,” Hadeon said to her and she pulled away, pressed her dress down her thighs and the three men released their holds on her. She swallowed hard as the three men watched her, and Hadeon now stood up. In this small space they seemed larger, even fiercer than out there in the club.
“To kiss felt good, net?” Hadeon asked.
“Oh, yeah, definitely good, Hadeon.” He smirked slightly, she thought.
Andriy took her hand and stroked her fingers. “You don’t want more kisses?” he asked, his eyes trailing over her breasts and then to her face.
“I think we shocked her,” Paulo said.
“Come sit down, and we talk some more,” Paulo said, but as she moved, Andriy pulled her into his arms. He held her gaze, looked into her eyes then to her lips then back to her eyes again as he held her close, his palm possessively over her ass and his other palm flat against her upper back.
“You are incredible. We couldn’t stop thinking about you since the last time we were here.”
“You expect me to believe that when I see all the women coming to you, calling you by name, touching you like they have the right to?” she asked.
“As Johnny and Mario touched you, put a hand on this ass, wanting you in their beds?” he asked, squeezing her ass cheek.
“I never slept with them.”
“They kissed you. Explored this body a
nd talk like they can have you in their beds when they want.”
“Exactly. That’s why I didn’t sleep with them, and why I won’t be another woman for the three of you to say they slept with, too.”
“No, you are not like other women.”
“Is that so?” she asked.
He stared at her lips.
“You will be an addiction, a desire to want and want more and more of, and we will not allow any other men to taste from these lips.”
“That’s awfully presumptuous of you, Andriy.”
“Net. Right now they know you are in here with us. We stay long time. They all know to not come near you again,” he said and gave a triumphant little grin. They did this on purpose. Was this some sort of claim?
“I don’t think so. If I leave now then they will know it was nothing.”
She went to move and Andriy lifted her up and pressed her against the wall.
She gasped and then he stared down at her with a firm expression.
“We want you. We will have you, because nothing has ever felt so good and so right, lyubimaya.” He pressed his lips to hers and broke down her defenses until she was pliant in his arms and kissing Andriy right back, pressing her thighs against his hips and wondering how badly they could break her heart and whether it would be worth it after all.
When Andriy released her lips, she locked gazes with Paulo and Hadeon. Both men looked hungry, and ready to claim her. She needed to put on the breaks. She couldn’t take this chance. Pressing her hands against Andriy’s chest he lowered her feet to the floor. She fixed her dress and straightened her shoulders.
“Stay.” Hadeon commanded.
She shook her head. “I won’t be used. I know the difference, and pleasure is temporary.”
“Not with us.” Paulo said taking her hand and bringing it to his chest.
She gave a soft smile. “That’s a chance I’m not willing to take. Tonight.”
She headed out the door and back to her friends where she felt a little more confident and protected from these out of control feelings she had. She didn’t want to make a mistake. Her friends could help her make sure she didn’t tonight.
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