Bratva Baby

Chapter Six

Sophia

It wasn’t what I expected , Dimitris Moscow home.

In fact it wasn’t a home at all. It was a hotel room. My eyes swept around the room. And then I searched his face.

“Why are we here?” I knew he had seen the question in my eyes but his eyebrows still slammed down. Like it was some cardinal sin that I dared question him. Even when there was no one else in the room but us.

“To rest before we fly back.” He said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Flopping down on to one of the chairs by the window he looked out. There was an almost wistful look in his face. I had never seen him look like that. Not in all the months I had known him.

“Fly back?” I parroted him. Why would we travel half way around the world only to fly straight back again? It didn’t make any sense.

“Yes , I wish I could show you how beautiful my homeland is but …” he shook his head. “Unfortunately we just don’t have the time. Not on this trip anyway.”

“I assumed we would be staying here, that I would get to meet your family. Your parents…. “ I trailed off as he shot me a look. My lips snapping shut. I wasn’t sure what I had said that was so wrong. But something was. He was looking at me like he wanted to throttle me with his bare hands. His finger actually started to clench. Unconsciously I took a step back. Only stopping when my back hit the closed hotel room door.

And then he relaxed. “No Sophia, we are here for one reason and one reason only..we are collecting Arina and Marisha and taking them home with us.”

My heart swelled at the sound of his two little girls names. In the six months I had looked after his daughters I had grown really fond of them. I had been sad that they hadn’t been around or even at our wedding.

“Home? You mean..? Back to New York?” I held my breath. It wouldn’t do to let him see how excited I was by the prospect. New York City was where I had been born and raised. It was my city.

I had friends and family there. Being Dimitri’s wife wouldn’t be too bad at all with those people around me.

I could lose myself in city life and of course in taking care of two little girls.

“Yes to New York Sophia.” His eyes shone. “That is where my business is. So that is where we will be. Are you hungry?” He changed the subject so quickly it almost gave me whiplash.

He was being too nice, to kind. It instantly put me on edge. Dimitri didn’t do nice. I knew that much about him.

“Yes.” I said the word he wanted to hear. I would have said it even if I wasn’t hungry. He wanted to eat , which was the reason he had asked me. It sure as hell wasn’t for my benefit.

His smile was dazzling and for a second I was stunned at how beautiful he was. With his chiselled features and ice blue eyes. He would turn heads wherever he went and with good reason. And he was a monster. He just hid it behind a very pretty face.

“Go and shower, freshen up.” He pointed at a closed door. “I will have food when you get out.”

The water pressure sucked but it was still hot water and I was thankful for it. It was only when I stepped out that I started to have a problem.

My clothes were gone.

All of them.

In their place was a folded towel.

Just one. The others that had been in the bathroom when I had stepped in the shower were gone.

I would have to go out there in nothing but a towel that would barely cover my crotch. It was what he wanted of course. He had planned it.

Just a small way for Dimitri to prove his dominance over me.

“Dimitri.” I plastered a smile on my face as I stepped out of the room. “I forgot my clothes.” I giggled, of course I hadn’t forgotten my clothes. He had taken them. But if he wanted to play games so could I.

He didn’t turn from his place at the table. Instead he patted his knee.

He wanted me to sit on his lap. In nothing but a towel with my soaking wet hair drilling down my back. I had had s*x with this man only hours before but I didn’t want to sit on his lap.

I didn’t want to give in to his every whim.

“Come Sophia, sit.” He patted his knee again. The gentleness was gone from his voice. “I won’t ask again.”

Reluctantly I sat. Perching my bare bottom on the very edge of his knee. The towel was too small. It left me obscenely exposed.

“I said sit.” He dragged me backwards . So my sopping wet hair was against his shoulder. “That’s better.” One warm hand skimmed up my naked thighs, parting my legs so he could explore over my lips. “Good girls get rewarded.” His mouth skimmed my ear but he didn’t suck it into his mouth.

“You will always eat like this if we are alone Sophia.” He pressed a finger up and inside of me. My wetness making it easy for him. But there was a part of me that craved gentleness. Just a tiny bit of tenderness.

Dimitri was a skilled lover, and he was more than capable of ripping my orgasms from me. As he had proved on the plane.

“With you on my lap. One hand in your beautiful pussy.” His other hand had brought a bite of food to my lips. All the while his other hand worked me up. “And the other feeding you. So you will know who you belong to always.”

I stiffened as he pressed his fingers against my lips. How was I meant to eat when he was playing me like a fiddle?

Already I could feel my orgasm starting to build. The burning throbbing of it. And I raced towards it. Hating myself for it.

“Eat… Sophia.”

“I can’t.” My breathing was growing more and more laboured. My head fell back against his shoulder. My body slack as I lay back against him , my legs flung open. “Not when you are….”

“I said eat.”

I moaned again. My hips starting to move upwards. “I can’t Dimitri, not yet.” If he forced food between my lips I would choke I knew it. He would make me c*m hard and I would lose control. I wouldn’t be able to help myself.

“Then you don’t eat at all.” He moved his hand away so suddenly I cried out. “You don’t get anything Sophia. Not unless you do as you are told.” He slapped my aching p***y. The sting making me reel back.

Had he really just spanked me between the legs?

“In fact you won’t eat again until you are ready to follow my orders totally.” Unceremoniously he lifted me from his lap. His eyes shining with delight. He was enjoying this.

“The next time you eat you will be sat on my lap with my fingers in your mouth and your p***y Sophia. And you will thank me for it.”

I swallowed hard around the lump in my throat. It was starting already. The cruelness.

“Now get dressed.”