Bound to the Beast: Russian Hitman Romance by Ada Stone Page B

eyebrows shot up in surprise. “What?”
     
    “I said, get out. Now. Leave. Go. I don’t want to see you!” My voice was rising and I could tell that I was almost hysterical. Maybe it was the hormones or maybe it was a part of me that believed what Alexei was telling me. Either way, it was making it harder to breathe. He needed to go.
     
    “Leave me and my family alone. Don’t you ever come back here!”
     

Chapter Ten
    Alexei
     
    Being yelled at by a woman who was the sister of the man I was hired to kill should not have made me hard. But it did. Her face was flushed with anger, her freckles little pinpricks of burning heat. Her eyes were so bright they almost glowed blue in the dim lighting of the shitty little apartment she called home. Her long hair fell across her shoulders and tickled at her breasts in soft waves that called to me, begged for me to grab them and jerk them back to expose the long column of her smooth neck.
     
    I thought I was getting better with this strange, lingering desire for Susanna, but I was beginning to think I was wrong. My cock ached in my pants, shuddering at being so close to her, with the need to be inside of her.
     
    And she wasn’t helping matters at all. She was yelling at me, telling me she never wanted to see me anymore, but her breasts were trying to escape the simple button-down shirt she wore, and her legs were long beneath the shorts she was wearing. Even her delicate hands, pointing at the door to emphasize her words, were sending my mind spiraling towards dirty, dirty things. I imagined the way those tiny fingers would look wrapped around my shaft. I imagined the way they might grip my hips, my shoulders, my back as she writhed in ecstasy beneath me.
     
    I wanted her. More than I should have, but I couldn’t help it.
     
    Dragging her into this mess with her brother was a bad idea, but he was being reckless. He was reckless the moment he took a job offer from Vinny, but that would have smoothed over easily enough if he’d simply done what he’d been hired to do. Vinny was a shrewd man, but he paid you what you were worth. Do a good job, and he’d make it worth your while. All Christopher had to do was not screw Vinny.
     
    Which was the one goddamned thing he did do. And now Susanna was caught in the middle of this. If I could find her, someone else could. Someone who maybe didn’t appreciate that, though related, she didn’t have anything to do with her brother’s stupidity. And what if Vinny decided that she was a liability?
     
    He wouldn’t go after her… unless her dumb brother decided to show up and ask for help. And I had the distinct impression that he wouldn’t be completely forthcoming with her about the details.
     
    The urge to protect her was almost as strong as the urge to strip her and plunge inside of her. An urge I didn’t seem able to resist. Ignoring her request, I closed the space between us and grabbed her, pulling her flush against my body. Her breath caught and her eyes went wide, but I didn’t give her any time to think. I kissed her hard, like I’d wanted to since that night. Like I’d wished I’d done every night since then.
     
    She resisted at first, her small hands balling into fists and trying to pound my chest, but she couldn’t make me budge. Her punches were like love taps, and I wouldn’t let her go for anything. Nothing in the damn world.
     
    I slid my tongue against her lips and I felt her shake, trembling not with anger, but desire to match my own. She was beginning to give in, her fists unclenching and her arms raising until her hands could slip around my neck and pull me closer. When my tongue passed over her full lips again, her mouth opened, and when I slipped my tongue inside to taste her, she moaned into me.
     
    My hands slid down from her upper arms to wrap around her little waist. I wished she were still wearing that little summer dress so I could yank it up, pull it high enough to expose those luscious