Page 29 of Inside of You, Vol. One
The fire alarm continues to blare like the siren of an ambulance wailing over and over.
Kazimir makes sure his guns are loaded and then places the two guns on the side of the bed.
Glass shatters far off in the distance.
People scream even further away.
“Damn him!” Kazimir yanks his black pants up and tucks his big cock away. “I wasn’t done fucking you,Novoluniye.”
He drops to the floor. Next, he’s reaching for something under the bed.
You rush with putting your bra and panties on.
Kazimir whispers, “Come on, sweetie.”
For a moment, you think he is talking to you. Then, you turn around.
Kazimir pulls out a rocket launcher from under the bed. “Time to help papa.”
Shock hits you.
The huge weapon is almost the length of the bed. You’d only seen something like this on television or in the movies.
“Novoluniye, stay close to me.” He lays the rocket launcher on the bed. “Nothing will happen to you. I have twenty rockets loaded that confirm it.”
You hurry to the pile of clothes Kazimir had delivered for you. There’s designer jeans in your size with a simple black top next to it. You quickly put them on. The jeans comfortably hug your thighs and hips. The shirt’s soft material smooths against your skin.
Shooting sounds off in the distance.
Frowning, Kazimir looks your way. “I planned on having you model all of those clothes tonight.”
Nervous, you button your jeans and walk over to him.
Towering over you, Kazimir hits you with an intense gaze and raises his right hand. “Take this gun.”
You grab the gun. The cold metal weighs heavy in your hand. Making sure to aim it away, you lift it up and study the weapon.
“It’s off the safety.” Kazimir points to the trigger. “Anytime you’re afraid, point and pull.”
You grip the handle hard and lower it.
His gaze falls to your hand and then rises to your face. A dark groan leaves him. “Now that the Scorpion robbed me of my special fashion show, he will die in the most brutal way.”
You look up at him and widen your eyes, knowing that he means every damned word.
Those blue eyes blaze with violence. It makes him look inhuman and terrifyingly cold.
Before you can say anything, he leans forward and sears his mouth to yours. The wet heat of his tongue delivers lusty, wild tremors through your body.
More shots boom.
Still, Kazimir devours you. He claims those lips.
One would think that danger wasn’t on the way. Clearly, Kazimir doesn’t care. You are his focus. You are the only thing that is on his mind.
And for several delicious seconds, all you concentrate on is those soft lips on your mouth, his hard body pressed against you, and the exploding passion within your heart.
You feel more alive than ever before. This is the man you have always dreamed of being with. You feel a sense of dream-like reality, which you never thought could exist and it lifts your heart and has your soul spinning.
