Uncle Aleksei Series

Chapter12

“Yes, Uncle Aleksei,” I push through stiff lips. “We are most definitely having a fight.”

A muscle ticks in his cheek. “Fighting with you disagrees with me.”

“Good.” I sputter for a few seconds. “Have you already canceled my registration?”

“Nyet. It’s on the agenda.” He tilts his head at me. “I’ve been kept very busy resisting my need to touch you. That alone is a full – time job.”

God, what a frustrating man. One minute I’d like to claw his face off, the next I’m wishing he would pull over and seduce me again. My nerve endings are still quivering from that kiss he delivered on the sidewalk. From what he did to me in the library. Yeah. My attraction to him is seriously putting a damper on my wrath. “When my father finds out about this…”

“Yes?” He uncoils the word like a whip. “Continue. He’ll do what?”

“He’ll come and get me,” I say lamely, not even sure if it’s true.

The gaze Aleksei turns on me belongs to an otherworldly creature. A male squaring off to fight over his mate. It’s wild. It’s…just the wrong side of insane. And it really should not send a hot thrill snaking around in my belly. It shouldn’t. “His name might be on your birth certificate, angel, and you might call me uncle. But we both know who has been daddy all this time.” His eyes have become slightly unhinged at the suggestion I could be taken away, and they travel over my thighs and breasts now, creating eruptions of need wherever they touch. “Would it please the angel to watch her daddies fight over her?”

“No,” I say, winded. No way. It wouldn’t even be a fair contest.

“David has done much for my family, but the debt has been repaid. Now he is merely a man who cannot read a calendar.” Aleksei’s hand drops from the wheel to his lap, where he grips his erection. “Cannot do the math and realize I’ve been counting the days until I can put this big cock in his beautiful baby girl.”

I’m swamped in so much heat by the time he finishes, I have to talk myself down from another orgasm. Right there in the passenger seat, without even being touched. My inner thighs spasm and I can’t seem to draw enough breath, my hips squirming on the leather. Aleksei is overwhelming me and I’m already starting to forget why I’m mad at him. He’s bringing me where I belong, and I trust Aleksei. Implicitly. What if I just forgot my anger, my outrage, and let him take care of me, as he’s always done?

Because that’s my job. My dream has been to become an independent woman who calls her own shots, and no matter what happens, no matter how much Aleksei threatens to drown my objections with love and lust, I have to keep my eye on the prize.

Which means…I have to get away from the man I love.

I’ve had my fair share of arguments with the angel.

She has been a teenage girl for our entire acquaintance, so this did not come as a surprise. When one of her younger tutors invited Georgina to a party, Georgina didn’t bother asking me if she could go, obviously knowing I would object. She merely attempted to sneak out, tiptoeing right past where I sat waiting in the driveway, drinking a cup of coffee. Her reaction was not pleasant. Especially when I enumerated the kind of trouble waiting for a fifteen – year – old girl at a house party. I came dangerously close to explaining what I would have done, in my former life, if I came across her at a party. And I wasn’t handcuffed by my vow.

She would have been flat on her back before she could blink, my dick so deep she would feel it in her little throat.

My thirst for Georgina is unmatched. Before the day I saw her looking so sad on the front porch, I’d spent my life providing for and protecting my family. Moving up through the ranks of the Mafia. There was no time for women, and I didn’t give a shit. Yet the moment Georgina turned her green eyes on me, I was consumed. Obsessed. Never before had a female of any age even turned my head, but this one. She’d called to the deepest part of my soul. Life stopped being a burden and became something that would be spent making her happy.