Obsidian Liquor (Lion Security #1)(12)
Author: Scarlett Dawn

He sucked in a large, sluggish breath, and let the blanket fall, probably figuring, hell I had already seen it anyway. I tried to keep my gaze on his face, but my God. For an older man…shit…even for a younger man, his tan body was in incredible shape. His shoulders were wide, his muscles bulging at his biceps. His pecs were rock hard, and Jesus, he had a fucking six-pack. His waist was lean, his thighs strong as he walked, his ass rock hard, and even limp, his cock was much larger than most.

I pivoted, keeping the blanket around me as he rounded the bed, and pulled open the drawer to the nightstand that I had slept closest to. He pulled out a package of condoms. He stared, and then started spewing harshly in Russian. I spoke as calmly as I could, “I can’t understand you.”

He closed his eyes, holding up the package. “It’s not opened.” His eyes shot open and he turned to me. “Did you have any on you?”

My voice trembled when I stated simply, “No.”

He rolled his shoulders. “Birth control?”

“No.”

“Fuck!” he shouted, tossing the condoms back into the drawer and slamming it shut.

I, on the other hand, cringed and turned my back to him, careful to keep the blanket tight around my nude frame. I felt like crying. But fuck if I was going to do that in front of him.

He breathed harshly behind me, but he probed softly, “Tell me you’ve been tested.”

I cleared my throat. “I get tested every six months. They’ve always come up clean.”

“Good,” he muttered. “I do the same thing with the same results.”

I stilled when I heard people far outside the door. “Who’s that?”

Daniil lunged across the room, standing there in all his naked glory with his ear pressed to the door. The voices were getting louder, coming closer. He glanced at the clock, and I followed his gaze. I squinted, and I could hardly read it, but I was pretty sure it said 9:33. That meant I needed to get the fuck out of here if I wanted to grab something to settle my stomach and pounding head, and still make it to the first event at 10:00.

I really, really wanted to get out of here.

Daniil grimaced, and started racing around the room shoving things under the bed. “It’s my kids. They will have a shit fit if they see me naked with a woman.” He grabbed my glasses and tossed them in a drawer as I stood gawking.

Was he worried about being caught with a woman in his bed?

Daniil glanced everywhere, but if he was looking for a place to hide me, he would not find it. The bathroom must be down the hall because there were no other doors in the room. Not even a closet, just a dresser. “Shit.” He glanced at the door as they got even closer, arguing with his bodyguards by the sound of it. It was not just his kids, because I heard what sounded like Stash and Zane speaking too. “Lay down flat.”

I just stood staring at him in shock.

He growled, springing at me and covering my mouth as I squeaked.

I gaped wide-eyed, frozen, as he positioned me flat on my back and centered on the bed…right before he yanked the comforter away from me, diving down on top of me. I panted breathlessly as he lay naked on top of me. “We are not having sex again!”

He snorted. “No shit.” I glared as he arranged pillows around my head, covering all but my face, and he muttered, “Thank God you’re bitty.”

He froze.

I stilled.

I remembered him saying that to me about a certain part of my anatomy.

He cleared his throat, his eyes darting to mine for a second before his expression hardened again, his nose crinkling, and he turned his attention to spreading the comforter out right. “Now be still.” He rested his head to the side—directly above my nose—putting his arms on either side of my face on top of the pillows.

I tried to breathe normally, but Christ, he was heavy and squashing me horribly. I had no time to complain unless I wanted everyone to know that I had slept with Grigori’s dad, because by the sound of it, even as the bodyguards argued with them, Artur, Eva, Stash, and Zane barged into the room.

Daniil had closed his eyes and was softly pretending to snore. It was pretty realistic.

I breathed shallowly, trying not to blow his hair too badly.

Eva coughed hard, muttering, “Jesus. It smells like a distillery in here.”

Daniil blinked his eyes open, barely moving his head to the side. “What the fuck is everyone doing in here?”

A flurry of movement. It sounded like some left, probably the guards.

“It’s about Zoya. We think Ember poisoned her last night,” Artur stated instantly, oddly, sounding pleased with that bit of news.

I stilled completely.

Oh. If he was happy with the news, he was not the only one. That was fucking perfect.

Daniil froze when I did, and he started speaking quickly in Russian.

I pinched his thigh hard where my hand rested. The asshole was not going to start that shit up again. He words faltered as he grunted, moving his legs between mine, and started talking again…still in Russian.

His cock rested against my core, and unbelievably, as everyone in the fucking room spoke to one another in a language I did not understand, he started to get hard. I lifted my head a smidge and bit his earlobe. I wanted him the fuck off me…even if, by some delirious miracle, the sex had been great from what I could remember.

He grunted, and quickly cleared his throat, even as I bit harder, and he stated rapidly in English, “I’ll meet you downstairs in fifteen minutes.”

It did not sound like they wanted to leave, but Stash got them moving.

They said their farewells; except for…Daniil did not move.

I bit him harder, but he only pressed down more firmly on me.

I quickly realized why.

The door shut, and Zane, who apparently had stayed in the room, said quietly, “Daniil, whoever’s under you right now had better keep her fucking mouth shut about what she just heard.” His tone was a complete honest threat. “If she doesn’t…I. Will. Ruin. Her.”

Daniil turned his head, just enough to stare me in the eyes, but not enough for Zane to see me. “You have nothing to worry about, Zane, because I will ruin her myself before you would ever need to if she says anything to anyone.” Shark. He was most categorically a killer shark staring down at me with that deadly gaze, even if he was hard down below.

“Good. And your kids didn’t notice. Stash kicked her bra completely under the bed before they saw it,” Zane commented.

Daniil nodded, still with his eyes on mine.