Russian Prey

by Sandrine Gasq-Dion

“I know,”Keeganbreathed out. “Oh God, yes…fuck, that feels so good.”Keegan moved his legs, pushingdownonVince’s massive size. The heat tore throughhim, spiralingup his spine and into his shoulders. He’d never felt like this duringsex. He wanted more and he wanted it deeper, faster. He opened his eyes to see the look ofshock on Vince’s face.

  “Please...”Keeganpulled Vince back downto his lips.

  “Keegan… fuck…”Vince’s heart was poundingagainst his ribs, the feelof Keegan- he’d never forget it as longas he lived. He worked his hips slowly, sinkinghis erectiondeeper and deeper into Keegan’s smoothtunnel.

  His arms shook as he tried to hold back fromslamminginto him; he wanted it to last. He wanted Keeganto have that. He drew back slowly, feelingmuscles contract around him, and pushed back in. Keeganhalfsighed, halfmoaned inVince’s mouthand that alone almost pushed himover the edge. He kept up his slow, torturous rhythm, his bodyshaking witheveryin-stroke, his lips firmlyattached to Keegan’s, their tongues meeting, entwining. Vince took Keegan’s hands and placed them above his head; he laced his fingers with Keegan’s good hand as he drew back slowly, slidingindeeper onhis in-stroke and filling Keeganto the hilt. The stormoutside barely registered as Vince made love to Keegan. And that’s what it was; this was different in everyway.

  Keeganwas grippingVince’s fingers, movingwithhim, kissinghimlike he needed himto breathe. It was so overwhelming; the more theymoved, the longer Vince wanted it to last. He never wanted to stop, he never wanted to let go. His mind was screamingto pullout, get awayas fast as he could, get awayfromKeegan, fromKeegan’s soft skin, his warmmouth, his taste. The conflicting emotions were raginginside and allVince could do was hangon, move his bodyinto Keegan’s and savor the sweet taste ofthe manbeneathhim. His orgasmwas building and Vince fought it. Keegan’s hips arched to meet his, skinonskin, sweat pouringfrom themboth. The lightningoutside illuminated the roomfor just a split second, but it was enough

  - he had gottena glimpse ofKeeganinthe throes ofpassion.

  Keegan’s hair was soaked, his eyes closed, breathinglabored, his bodymovingin time withVince’s. It was the most beautiful scene Vince had ever seenand his heart seized inhis chest. Was this what it felt like to trulymake love to someone? Vince sucked in a breathas Keegantightened around his dick, squeezinghis member; his fingers tightened in Keegan’s hand. Keegan’s tongue was searching, beggingfor more and Vince dove in deeper, fullytastingand groaned.

  *

  “Vince…”Keegangripped the fingers tighter, openinghis mouthwider, allowing Vince to take allofhim. The insistent tongue was searchinghim, exploringhim. It was the most sensualkiss he’d ever had; Keegan didn’t know whether to close his eyes or keep themopen. He wanted to see Vince as wellas feelhim. Everyin-stroke took his breath away; Vince’s massive size tore throughhim, leavingheat behind inits wake. Their bodies moved insync, perfectlymolded together, movingwithpurpose. Inallhis years, no one had ever made love to him, not like this. Vince knew instinctivelywhat made himmoan, what took his breathawayand he used it to his advantage. Fingers trailed his jaw as the warm mouthlicked a pathacross his lips, diving inside again.

  God help him, he couldn’t stop moaningand whimperingno matter how hard he tried. A hand caressed his thigh, sliding lower to squeeze his ass. Vince thrust indeep and the damburst. “Vince…ohGod...I’m coming…”Keegancried out, his orgasm racingup his chest inquick bursts. The loud cryfromVince shocked himand his bodywas warmed inaninstant as Vince’s release flowed inside him.

  Vince collapsed ontop ofhim, breathinghard. Keeganwrapped his arms around the man, lovingthe feelofVince inhis arms. He knew the kind ofmanVince was. The thought ofbeinga one-night stand was not somethinghe wanted to contemplate. He didn’t know how to ask the question; worse, he didn’t know ifhe wanted the answer. Keeganwent withhis gut.

  “No wonder youget laid so much,” Keeganbreathed.

  Vince’s head snapped up.

  “I’ve never done that, I don’t…” Vince struggled for words.

  “Make love?”Keeganmoved a stray, sweatystrand ofhair fromVince’s forehead. He looked almost vulnerable. “Nothingscares you, remember?”Keegankissed Vince’s eyelids.

  Vince took Keegan’s face inhis hands.

  “I want youto go back home, it isn’t safe withme, Keegan. IfI had knownwhat Nardozzihad done to you, I would have never agreed to this.”

  “It doesn’t matter where I go now, he knows I’malive. Whentheyfound me, the Bureaumade it look like I had died. He knows now that I didn’t. He’llnever stop.”

  Vince braced himselfonone arm, lookingdownat Keegan. His face was still perfect, evenwitha black eye. “Oh, yes he will, because I’mgoingto killhim.”

  Keegansmiled, Vince was stillburied inhis ass. “Canwe sleep like this?”

  Vince chuckled, movingout of Keeganslowly. “I weightoo muchto sleep on top ofyou; besides, youneed rest.”Vince took Keeganinhis arms, his fingers running throughthe soft hair.

  “I like that, it’s relaxing.”

  “Close your eyes,”Vince whispered, kissingKeegan’s forehead. “We’lltalk inthe morning, okay?”

  “‘K.”

  Vince layawake for hours after Keeganhad gone to sleep. He had to find a wayto keep Keegansafe and killNardozziat the same time. There was no wayinhellDario Nardozziwas goingto get a chance at Keegan Ripleyagain.

  ~~ Keeganopened his eyes to see a woman’s face staringback at him. Vince’s tattoo ofhis sister was right inhis face. Vince had beautifulcopper-colored skin, and even withthe scars the manwas stillbreathtaking. Longblack lashes that anywomanwould kill for hid his beautifuleyes. Keegantouched Vince’s soft lips withthe tip ofhis finger; he followed the curves, rememberingwhat it was like to have Vince’s lips onhis own, his hands onhis body… Vince makinglove to him.

  Vince’s arms tightened around him and Keeganrelaxed inthe warmembrace. He should hate Vince for kickinghis ass but somehow he couldn’t. He’d knownwho Vince was fromthe beginning; years of surveillance had shownhimVince never strayed fromhis true nature. Untilnow.

  Stillbeinginbed withhimwas somethingVince never did. Keeganknew that duringanysexVince had withstrangers he not onlyprotected himself, but he never spent the night. Infact, duringthe times he had heard conversations betweenVince and his son, Keeganhad learned a lot more thanhe wanted to know about Vince’s sexlife. He’d also beenprivyto the sextalk betweenVince and Nikolai; Vince was nothingbut honest withhis son. Keeganhad to smile; Nikolai was verycurious.

  Strongarms pulled himcloser and Keeganwrapped his arms around Vince. Last night had beeneveryfantasycome true. Well, except for his trip into the wall. He’d been watchingVince for so long, he should have expected it. Keeganfurrowed his brow. Vince had looked… betrayed? They’d been intimate onlyhours before and Vince had opened up to him.

  Oh, no. The reasonfor Vince’s outburst started to take forminKeegan’s mind. He’d opened up, shared a part ofhis life and Keeganhad lied to himbynot admitting how muchhe actuallyknew. Keegansighed heavily. As strongas Vince Markovwas, he was vulnerable. The arms around him tightened marginallyand warmlips brushed his forehead. Vince’s hands slid lower downhis back, cuppinghis ass.

  “Good morning.”Vince ranhis nose throughKeegan’s soft hair. Damn, the man smelled delicious.

  “Morning.”Keeganlooked up, pressinga kiss to Vince’s lips. “How did you sleep?”

  “Not good, I spent a few hours trying to figure out how to get youto change your mind.” “Well, kickingmyass won’t do it,” Keegansnickered.

  “That’s not funny,”Vince scowled. “I

  still feellike shit for that.”

  “I shouldn’t have beensurprised, you

  are Vince Markov.”

  Vince rolled over onhis side. He

  palmed Keegan’s face; the pad ofhis thumb

  gentlycaressingKeegan’s bruised cheek. “I didn’t meanto do this; I hope you

  know I won’t hurt youever again.”

  Keeganlooked into Vince’s e
yes and

  saw the regret there.

  “I know youwon’t.”Keegantook a

  deep breath. “I’ve beenwatchingyousince I

  joined the Bureau. Theyput me on

  surveillance ofyoufromdayone.”Keegan realized he’d shut his eyes duringhis word blurt. He opened themto see Vince smilingat

  him.

  “Whyare yousmiling? I just told you

  I’ve beenwatchingyou, listeningto you, for

  over tenyears.”

  “I had mysuspicions; I just didn’t

  want youto lie to me about it.”

  “Oh, so I could have avoided allthis?”

  Keeganmotioned to his face. Vince winced

  and Keegantook his face inhis hands. “I’m

  sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. I know how

  bad youfeel; it’s a foreignfeeling, isn’t it?” “What?”Vince took Keegan’s hand,

  kissingthe brokenfingers.

  “Feelingremorse for somethingyou

  did.”Keeganclosed his eyes againas Vince

  lovinglykissed his cheek, thenhis eye. Vince kissed the raised, colored skin

  ofKeegan’s eye.

  “Yes, it does feelstrange to feelbad

  for somethingI did. I spent so muchtime

  turningeverythingoff, that whenI came to my

  senses last night…”Vince shook his head,

  closinghis eyes. “I can’t believe I did that to

  you.”

  “I can. I should have knownbetter

  thanto tryfightingsomeone who doesn’t feel

  pain.”

  “Youhave anawesome right and left

  hook,”Vince chuckled, kissingKeegan’s

  nose. “And I’msure ifI did feelpain, myribs

  would be killingme fromthe kick to them.” Keeganrolled his eyes.

  “Stop tryingto make me feelbetter.” “Youcanfight, Keegan. Youjust need to learnsome techniques to avoid getting

  hit.”

  “Youmeanthe Bureaudidn’t teach

  me right?”Keeganfeigned a look ofshock. “Shut up,”Vince chuckled, pulling

  Keegancloser. “Theydidn’t teachyouwhat I

  know.”

  “So you’re goingto teachme what

  youknow?”Keeganraised a brow. “Isn’t that

  some trade secret youpassed onto your

  son?”

  Vince pulled Keeganto his lips. “Yes, but I think youneed to be

  taught.”

  “I like youas a teacher.”Keegan

  wrapped his arms around Vince’s neck as he

  was pulled into a kiss.

  Vince wrapped Keeganup inhis arms, deepeningthe kiss. Jesus, he couldn’t get enoughofhim, he wanted Keeganallthe time. The taste ofthe man- Vince groaned as Keegansearched his mouthslowly. Damn, the mancould kiss. His hands gripped Keegan’s ass, pullinghimas close as he could get him. The kiss became more passionate as

  theybothtried to get closer to the other. Keeganwas a damned aphrodisiac;

  he couldn’t help but want the manevery

  second oftime theyspent together. Sleeping

  withKeeganhadn’t lessened his want for him.

  Infact, it’d done quite the opposite. His plan

  had backfired and now he wanted Keeganall

  the time. Theybroke fromthe kiss, both

  breathinghard. Vince nipped at Keegan’s

  lower lip, suckingit inand lettingit slide out

  slowly.

  “Hungry?”

  Keegangiggled. “Oh, yes.”

  “For food, pervert.”Vince pulled

  Keeganontop ofhim. “How do youfeel?” “I’mfine.”Keeganlooked at Vince’s

  face as a smallsmile played at his lips. “Oh,

  youmeanhow do I feel? Well, I think you

  might have split me inhalf. Other thanthat, I

  feelokay.”

  Vince’s brows furrowed. “I’mclean, I

  get tested allthe time. I would have never—” “Shhh,”Keeganput his fingers over

  Vince’s lips. “I know that. I’mclean, too.” Vince felt the back ofKeegan’s head.

  “The lump is muchsmaller this morning.” “So is your dick,”Keeganlaughed,

  rollingoffofVince. “I’llgo make breakfast.” Vince looked at the clock. “It’s brunchand no wayinhell. Youeither get in

  the shower or stayinbed.”

  Keeganstood, puttinghis hands onhis

  hips.

  “Is that anorder?”

  “Please?”Vince smiled seductively. “Oh, that’s so wrong,”Keegan

  sighed, grabbingcleanunderwear fromthe

  drawer. “Fine, I’llgo shower.”He winced, as

  he tried to walk. “Damn, how bigare you?” “I thought youknew allthat.”Vince lie

  onhis back pullingthe sheet down; just

  lookingat Keegannaked had his dick rising. “Jesus,”Keeganwhispered. “It’s like,

  huge.”

  Vince looked downat his dick. “He’s

  not evenfullyawake yet.”Vince motioned to

  Keegan’s dick. “You’re not so small

  yourself.”

  Keeganraised a brow. “Please, I’m

  like, almost eight.”Keeganrummaged through

  the drawers. “What size underwear do you

  need? We have boxers, briefs or boxer

  briefs.”

  Vince sat up onhis elbow. “What do I

  wear?”

  “Boxer briefs, usuallyblack,”Keegan

  stopped and turned. A knowingsmile played

  across Vince’s lips. “Asshole.”

  “I love how youknow what kind of

  underwear I own. That makes it easier to go

  Christmas shoppingfor me.”Vince got out of

  bed, grabbingthe boxers fromKeegan. “I’ll

  take these for now. Shower, or back inthere.”

  Vince pointed to the bed.

  Keeganstood, his jaw hangingopen. “Christmas shopping?”

  “Youknow, I’mgoingto put

  somethinginyour mouthifyouleave it open

  like that.”Vince spanked Keegan’s ass gently.

  “Shower.”

  Vince chuckled, as Keeganalmost

  walked into the wall. He took himbythe

  shoulders and maneuvered himinto the

  bathroom. Turningthe water on, he waited for

  Keeganto be safelyinside before makinghis

  wayto the kitchen.

  Vince started brunch. He looked

  throughthe fridge to find the ingredients he

  needed. A beepingsound was comingfrom

  somewhere and Vince followed it to Keegan’s

  phone.

  “Your phone is ringing!”Vince

  shouted.

  “Grab it, please!”

  Vince shrugged his shoulders, flipping

  the phone open.

  “Hello?”

  Rileylooked at his phone - it was

  Keegan’s number. The conversationbetween

  himand Keegancame to mind whenhe

  realized who’d answered the phone.

  “Vince?”

  “Yep, who’s this?”

  “RileyEsposito, where’s Keegan?” “He’s inthe shower; I think he’s

  almost done. Do youwant me to take himthe

  phone?”

  Rileysnickered.

  “Well, um, ifI’ve called at an

  inconvenient time…”

  Vince dragged his fingers throughhis

  hair, lookingdownthe hall.

  “No, I was just makingKeegansome

  food.”

  “Well, okay. Canyoujust let him

  know I called? I just wanted to check inon

  him.”Rileybit his lip to keep fromasking

  questions.

  “I’lldo that, Riley.”Vince realized the

  shower water had stopped running. “I think

&nbs
p; he’s done, yousure youdon’t want me to

  take himthe phone?”

  “Well, ifhe’s not tied up,”Riley

  covered his mouth, hidinghis laughter. “Riley?”Vince smiled, leaningagainst

  the wall.

  “Yes?”

  “You’re dyingto ask me shit, aren’t

  you?”Inthe time he’d spent withRiley Esposito, whichhadn’t beenmuch, he’d

  gottena verygood insight into the man. Rileyexhaled, laughing.

  “AmI that transparent?”

  “It’s part ofmyjob to read people.”

  Vince walked downthe hall; Keeganwas in

  front ofthe mirror lookingat his face. Vince

  closed his eyes; it stillbothered himto see

  Keeganlike that, knowinghis ownhands had

  caused it.

  “Keegan? Riley’s onthe phone.” Keeganturned, puttinghis hand out. “Did he grillyou?”

  “Not really.”Vince leaned over,

  kissingKeegan’s forehead. “I’llbe inthe

  kitchen.”Vince closed the door and made his

  wayback downthe hallto the kitchen. Part of

  himwanted to hear the conversationbetween Keeganand Riley. He wanted to know if

  Keeganfelt the same wayhe had last night. Vince turned the burner on, throwing

  sausage into the pan. Did Keeganfeelthe

  same way? God knows he’d never felt like

  that duringsex. As muchas it pained himto

  think it, he’d never opened up to Andrei

  enoughto feelanything duringsex. Orgasm,

  sure, but realemotion? No. Oh, the kisses

  were good, the sexwas great, Andreiwas an

  extremelyattentive lover. But he’d never felt

  like he did last night. His whole bodyhad

  shuddered last night at his release; ina way,

  he’d marked Keegan.

  Vince smiled at the thought ofKeegan

  Ripley, mild-mannered FBI agent and Vince

  Markov, cold-blooded killer. Vince frowned

  at the thought. It’d never work, would it? What ifit did? And again, whywas he contemplatingthis shit? Vince snorted, putting bread inthe toaster. Keegan’s face last night, that’s why. The look ofunadulterated passion, ofwant and need onKeegan’s face, the way he kissed, touched, had arched into himand

  givenhimselffully– it had affected Vince. “Youlook like youjust found out

  there’s a gunshow intownand theycarrybig

  ass knives, too.”

  Vince jumped at the sound of

  Keegan’s voice. “Huh?”