Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 33695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 33695 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 168(@200wpm)___ 135(@250wpm)___ 112(@300wpm)
“Damn it, Mikhail, I get it. I’ve been an asshole and now you’re pissed off at me. I get it. I completely, one hundred percent, get it. So, why don’t we … you know, move on, and you teach me all the things I’m missing? Maybe we can move on from there.” She held her hands into fists in front of her, and she looked so cute.
“So, we’ve been attacked. I’m not with you, obviously, and your guards are all dead. You’re going to find the time to get into a stance and hold your fists up?”
“I’m trying.”
“It would help if you had a gun,” he said.
“You want me to shoot you?” Galina asked. “I could totally do that, but then I wouldn’t be getting married.”
He laughed. “You’re not getting out of marrying me. I’m going to take you to learn to shoot, but first I want you to fight dirty. Think of what you have to do to get rid of me. I’ll give you a clue—men don’t like their nuts being hurt. They’re protective of their dicks, but if you catch them right, they’ll drop to their knees, which will you give you the time you need. Especially those thirty seconds.”
“You’re giving me permission to squash your balls?” she asked.
“Yes.” Especially as one day soon, he was going to allow her to play and get very accustomed to his balls.
For now, he was happy she wanted to fight him.
“Give me your all, Galina,” he said, attacking her.
This time, there was no code, no rules, and Galina fought back.
Without the shirt, it was hard to get leverage, and the truth was he didn’t want to hurt her. There was one time he’d given her a nudge, not too hard, at least he didn’t think it was, and she’d collided with her locker. He’d seen the bruises it had caused, and from that point on, he never did it again.
He grabbed her arm and pulled her in close. He wrapped his arms around her, trapping her arms again, only this time she took him by surprise. He didn’t anticipate her following his instructions, as she reached out to grab his dick and suddenly squeezed it.
Yes, it was tight, yes, it was painful. And he was so fucking aroused. He ached.
Mikhail let her go as he dropped to his knees.
Galina then spun around and smiled at him. “Wouldn’t this be the time I should grab your face and allow it to meet with my knee?” She grabbed the back of his head and lifted her knee as if to hit him. She didn’t.
“You know, there is such a thing as getting too cocky,” he said, and then he pounced. He reached out, grabbed her, dropped her to the floor, and then pinned her arms above her head. “You caught me by surprise once, Galina.”
With how he had her, her legs were spread and he was able to press his groin right against her core. He heard her sudden intake of breath and he stared down at her. Her face was flushed, but he had a feeling arousal was mixed with their training.
Staring into her eyes, he wished he knew what was going on inside that head of hers. She looked so fucking sweet and cute, and sexy, and he wanted her. It was a craving. He felt his cock harden and knew with how her gaze widened, it took her by surprise.
There was a sudden throat-clearing and they both looked to see Peter had entered the room.
Last night, Mikhail had done him a favor. Peter had asked if there was any way he could help him blow off steam. He wasn’t going to drink, that was done and over, but he needed to get away from the control of their parents. So, he’d done exactly that.
A part of him had been worried that Peter would take advantage and turn back to drink, but looking at him now, he saw Peter looked better. He didn’t look like he’d been on a bender.
Mikhail was happy to do him a solid, seeing as it meant he got the chance to be with Galina all night. He’d been able to sleep with her, hold her, watch her sleep without sneaking into her dorm, so for him, it was all good.
He climbed off Galina and helped her to her feet, keeping her in front of him just a little so he could gain control of his senses. He didn’t need Peter to see he’d gotten an erection while trying to teach his sister to defend herself.
“Peter,” Galina said, rushing forward and throwing her arms around her brother’s neck.
Mikhail refused to take it personally. Galina and Peter were siblings, but one day soon, he wanted her to run to him like that, to be happy to see him.