“
She is Vladimir’s girlfriend. From what Balthazar has told me, they have been together for years. She really didn’t bring much to the plan, but it was her contact, Corliss, who kept them maintain a reasonable lifestyle for years and provided them with the favors that Khalid would not. Corliss was a small-time arms dealer with an allegiance to the Czar Smirnov before he…
passed
. So, he had taken care of Manon, and because she was in love with Vladimir,
and he had been thrown away by Khalid in some ways
, Corliss helped him also. Plus, he always wanted to be a Vor, but was never chosen, so to have ties with Vladimir provided him with a certain societal tie that fed to his ego. That was something that Corliss couldn’t buy.”
“
Makes sense,” Dmitry said with a sigh. “Anything else?”
“
No,” Sven swore. “That is everything that I know.”
Dmitry patted his back. “I believe you.” Standing up, Dmitry walked over to the table and picked up the duct tape.
Sven looked over confused. “But I’ve told you everything that I know,” he whined.
Dmitry tilted his head and smiled. “I know. But what I’m about to do isn’t
just
for my daughter, it’s for every child you knowingly did nothing to help.” Picking up the sulfuric acid, he slipped the white mask over his face and turned to him. “Don’t worry. I’m sure that you’ll pass out before I’m done, and I promise you that what you will suffer won’t be half as horrid as your boyfriend when I get him.”
Sven screamed. He screamed as loud as his throat would allow him to, nearly shattering his voice box, but Dmitry had turned a deaf ear to the man’s cries. He planned to remind Sven before he died about what true pain and misery felt like – the same pain and misery those children must have felt.
***
It was after dark when Dmitry emerged from the barn. His bodyguards were still waiting in the cold at their posts where he had left them for hours, freezing their asses off.
However, they were all glad that they weren’t in Sven’s place. He had screamed and begged Dmitry for mercy for hours without one ounce shown. They all had listened as Dmitry taunted him for both his love for the Nazi’s and his sympathetic views on child slavery.
The man had been made to pay a high price that had included having his penis cut off, his fingers broken, his tongue cut out and lastly choking on his own blood while Dmitry held his head back and water boarded him with a mix of sulfuric acid, vinegar and salt water.
A few of the men followed Dmitry quietly back up to the back of the house. He moved with purpose, like he was headed to torture someone else before the night was finished.
Covered in blood from head to toe, he made sure to go undetected to his office. However, it was only after he had taken off all of his clothes and threw them in the fire that he realized that he did not have any clothes in the room like normal.
Completely naked, he stood in front of the fireplace and tried to calm the lion beating in his chest. The very sight of Sven had made him sick to the stomach, and no matter how he tortured the man, he still felt like it wasn’t enough.
Pouring a hefty glass of vodka, he walked over and looked out the bay windows at the full moon and wished his daughter was safely home now instead of being held captive by a Nazi loving, homosexual, slave-peddling kidnapper.
It was like some bad dream that he couldn’t wake up from no matter how hard he tried. He was tired of the burden that he carried, and he wanted it done already. It had only been since Monday, but it seemed to be an eternity since she had been taken from him.
The misery inside him, regardless of how impossible it seemed, had grown even beyond when she had first been abducted.
Lost in his thoughts, he barely heard the door open. He turned around, glass still in-hand, and looked across the room to find Briggy frozen with a tray in her hands.
“
Dmitry!!! I mean, Master Medlov,” she tried to look away but was taken aback by his enormous, beautiful body. It was a supersized version of Gabriel. Most unexpected, she put the tray down on the nearest table and turned away.
“
Dmitry is fine,” he said, too pissed off to be embarrassed. “Since you’re here, run up to my room and grab me some clothes. You can bring them down and leave them at the door, thank you,” he said, turning back around.
Briggy nodded and turned around quickly to head out. Slamming the door behind herself accidently, she ran past the bodyguards and down the corridor to get his clothes.
Dmitry took another sip of his drink and smirked. From the surprise on Briggy’s face, she had never seen so many tattoos or so many
inches
on a man. Even married, it gave him some weird satisfaction to see her fascination. It was too bad that his wife couldn’t sate his desires. After killing, the only thing he ever wanted to do was fuck.
Looking at the grandfather clock in the corner, he knew that he had to hurry. The council would be ready to meet with him and Gabriel in less than an hour. After that, he needed to prepare his men to head to Croatia. He would have left now, but there was the limited possibility that someone or all might not return. In that regard, he couldn’t let Gabriel go to the battle of his life without the title he appropriately deserved.
Plus, the next call wouldn’t take place for the second part of the ransom until tomorrow after the hit had been made in Belarus, which meant that he could get the information from Agent Langston that he couldn’t extract from Sven.
For now, all he could do was pray that time was on his side and continue to be very strategic in all of his movements.
Chapter 27
Briggy tried to shake what she had just seen out of her mind after she dropped Dmitry’s clothes off at the door of his study and high-tailed it back upstairs as fast as her feet would take her, but it was nearly impossible.
She had always seen the man as a father figure until now but naked, Dmitry was more like a wet dream. Elaborate tattoos lined his powerful frame from neck to knees. The muscles that outlined his body were amazing from the traps that protruded out of his neck to the puffed, meaty chest that stuck out and bulged, begging to be touched. His amazing six pack cut into his abdomen like rocks and led down to his more than generous cock, one that was larger than she’d ever seen on a man. He had dynamic runner legs carved to perfection and his bolder-sized calf muscles led down to his big arched feet.
But that wasn’t it.
When he had turned away from her, she was forced to bear witness to his spectacular back equally filled with mature muscle and his amazing, perfectly-shaped ass.
What didn’t this man have?
Because physically, he was more equipped than any she had seen, and while he was old enough to be her father, she’d never see him as a father figure again.
“
What are you doing in here?” Gabriel asked as he came out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist. Walking over to her on the bed, he sat down beside her and kissed her shoulder.
“
Nothing,” she stuttered with a nervous smile. “I was just sitting here thinking.”
“
About what?” Lying back on the bed, he rested his arms back and crossed them behind his head.
Briggy looked over at him and realized that what she was feeling was turned on.
Dmitry had turned her on, just by looking at her.
Confused with emotion, she crawled over on Gabriel’s massive body and straddled him. Pulling his towel away from his waist, she crawled in between his long legs and took his half-hard penis in her mouth.
Gabriel licked his lips. “What were you thinking about?” he asked, cupping her head in his hand. Amused, he watched as she sucked on his tip and teased her with the point of her eager tongue. “Deeper,” he said, getting more serious.
She did as he requested. Licking down his shaft, she held it in both hands and jacked him off. “
Je veux que tu l'intérieur de moi
(
I want you inside of me
)
,” she whispered in French, watching him grow so hard until she felt like she was holding steel in between her nimble fingers.
“
What has gotten into you, little rabbit?” he asked, closing his eyes. Her fleshy mouth felt like heaven around his cock. Moving his hips up, he moved in and out until the sucking sound of her deeds drove him over the edge. “Take off your fucking clothes,” he said, pulling her up to him. “I’m supposed to be going to my induction in less than an hour and you do this to me now? You’re going to pay.”
“
Make me pay,” she begged as she ripped off her clothes. “Please, Mr. Medlov, make me pay.” As she said the name, she knew that she meant more than just one Medlov. In fact, she envisioned all three.
“
I’ll do more than that,” he said, pulling down her jeans. “I’m going to make you beg.”
Gabriel didn’t have time to slip on a condom. Rolling her over in the bed, he pulled off her panties, opened her legs wide and plunged into her body with everything that he had. She screamed out in ecstasy in harmony with him, closing her eyes, arching her back and holding on to his back as he wildly pumped into her.
Wetter than normal, the thick liquid that gushed from her body stuck to the both of them. He looked down and groaned. “Shit, you’re so fucking wet,” he said, knees planted in the bed.
“
Fuck me,” she demanded in feminine growl of her own.
“
Fuck you?” he asked, brows furrowed. Pulling her long legs up passed his hips, he pointed his cock again towards her apex and entered her, this time holding her body up off the bed in a slanted position. “Fuck you like this?” he asked, grinding his hips into her body, “or like this?” he asked, banging into her body harder.
Briggy’s eyes began to roll to the back of her head. Grabbing the sheet, she called out his name. But it was her hard nipples bobbing in the air that did it for him. He leaned in, knees under him, and sucked her breasts as he picked her up off the bed completely. Still inside of her, he held her by her small waist and moved her up and down on his cock, making her ride him as hard as she could.
“
Yes,” she said, feeling her body shiver.
“
Are you trying to come already?” Gabriel asked, bucking his body against hers.
“
Yes,” she cried. “Yes.”
He pulled her off of his wet penis and flipped her around. Grabbing her by her waist again he pulled her to him, closed her legs and slipped back inside of her.
“
Oh!!!” she screamed. “Oh, yeah!!!” was all that she could get out.
Fisting her hair, he pulled her head back to him roughly and kissed her open, bruised mouth, while he held on to one of her perky breasts. He claimed an eager nipple in between his fingers and pinched it, adding just the right amount of pain with the pleasure he provided.
His body was on fire behind her. Sweat began to pour between them as he worked her over. Even after nearly a year of being together, sometimes he was still too much for her to handle.
Still, in an effort to hold on to him, she reached out a long arm and weaved her hand into his curly, black mane.
He could feel her walls restrict around him. Bucking hard against his body, she pushed both hands down into the mattress for stability and raised her ass so that he could have perfect access. As she came, the wetness flooded him in return making him thrust into her body, harder and harder until finally he felt himself begin to reach that familiar but oh so joyous release.
Pulling out all ten inches, he shot semen all over her back and into her long blonde tendrils. Falling down into the softness of the bed, he cocked up a foot and laughed, panting as he tried to catch his breath. “Shit, I’m going to need another fucking shower,” he said, tightening his rock hard abs as he chuckled.
“
I’m going to need an aspirin,” she said, plopping down on her stomach. “Get me a towel to wipe off, will you baby?”
“
Sure,” he said, getting out of the bed. “It’s not like I did any work.”
She smiled at him.
A knock on the door stopped him in his tracks. “Hold that thought,” he said, detouring to the door. He cracked it opened slightly and peered down at Anatoly.
“
Be ready in thirty minutes,” Anatoly said, knowing that his cousin had just finished making love. He heard it down the hallway.
“
Alright. Where do I go? Down to Dmitry’s study?”
“
Yeah, that will be fine. Tell Briggy to stay up here on the second floor with the rest of the women. No one is allowed downstairs for the rest of the night.”
“
Gotcha. See you in thirty,” Gabriel said, closing the door.
“
What was that about?” Briggy asked nosily. She wondered if Anatoly had heard her, wondered if he had thought about her and their time together.
Gabriel lied with a smile. “It’s about Anya. There is a big meeting going on downstairs tonight that is sort of important. In order to keep you all safe, you have to stay up here. You can’t go downstairs for any reason. If you need something, get one of the guards to get it. Okay?”
Briggy nodded and laid her head back down on the bed. She wasn’t very concerned at the moment, but Gabriel knew that if he told her the truth - that tonight was all about him and he was taking a vow to the code of the Vory v Zakone - she would have had a heart attack.