Page 61 of My Crazy Killers
But he takes it in stride as his grin grows wide. “Damn straight. She’s acting all pouty now, but little does she know I love getting her worked up. It’ll make it that much sweeter when I?—”
“Careful,” I say, stopping him, my eyes bouncing to the driver.
“Oh, right, we’re not alone,” he says with a chuckle.
We drive in silence, but I notice when Wren’s hand slowly stretches out to grab Pete’s. She just can’t help herself.
“We’re going on a boat?” Wren asks, sounding confused and excited.
“It’s a dinner cruise on the Moskva River,” I explain.
“Wow, I’ve never been on a boat before!”
“Me neither,” Dex says as the two of them cross the docking arm that connects the ship to the main dock. Pete’s right behind them, and the three of them are wide-eyed, looking at everything as we board the ship. Jagger, Elias, and I are more on alert, but I know once we set sail and feel like we’ve checked out the ship for threats, we’ll be a little more at ease. Nobody’s gonna attack us on a cruise ship in the middle of the river.
If Ivan wanted to get to us, there were much easier places, like where we’d been at the edge of the forest, practicing shooting.
The captain welcomes us aboard, then a staff membersays he’ll be escorting us to our dining area. We follow him through the lower dining area and up a set of stairs.
“Wow!” Wren exclaims as she tries to take everything in. There are dark blue plush chairs around tables, each decorated with white linen and shiny silver cutlery. Both walls are covered with large windows that curve up into the roof, giving us an almost unobscured view outside.
“This is amazing!” Wren says in disbelief. “We get to eat in here?” she asks me.
“Yes, in fact, we have the whole room to ourselves.”
Her wide eyes turn to me. “What do you mean? Did you rent out the whole room? That must have cost a fortune!”
“When converted to American, it wasn’t that much. I wanted us to have some privacy with you.”
“Speaking of money,” Wren says as I pull out a chair for her at the center table that’s been set for us. “Do you guys still have the money I took from Robert? Is that what you’ve been using? I probably should have asked about this before now.”
“Yes, we still have enough to last us a while,” Elias tells her. “Plus, the Feds gave us a decent chunk to help finance our stay.”
“What’s a decent chunk?” she asks.
“Fifty grand.”
“Fifty thousand?” she asks in shock. “U.S.?”
“Yes.”
“Wow, that’s a lot.”
“Our room is pretty pricey, and these guys eat a lot,” he says, gesturing toward Dex and Pete.
“Like you don’t,” Dex fires back, but he just shrugsin return.
The servers bring in warm bread and butter, pouring us all a glass of wine.
“To Wren,” I toast, holding up my glass. The guys all repeat it, holding up their own.
“To all of us,” Wren says, adding her own glass as we clink them together. The wine has a pleasant fruity taste to it, and I glance at Wren, who’s thankfully sitting beside me, and watch her face as she takes a drink.
I can tell she likes it. She’s unable to hide her emotions, and I love her for it. I rarely have to second-guess myself when it comes to her. Her face tells me everything I need to know.
I watch her take another sip, her black choker moving as she swallows. I’d give anything to wrap my hand around her pretty little throat and control her breath. I gave her a little taste of it when we first made love, but that was a while ago, and I’m starting to grow restless. I know this long wait wouldn’t be usual. She’d been stolen from us for three weeks, then when we got her back, she was badly injured, and I needed her to heal first. I know I won’t have to wait this long in the future, even if I am sharing her with four other men.
My little vixen’s libido seemed to be more than ample to keep up with the needs of all of us. But even though I’d gotten to feel her wrapped around my cock just two days ago, I was dying to do it again, this time asserting more of my control over her, particularly her breathing.
