Her Russian

Chapter 48-His Father

Ilia rested against the headboard, while Galina laid between his long, open legs. He made her feel safe when he wrapped her up in his arms.

"Tell me about your dad" Galina asked softly. She felt his lips place soft kisses along her shoulder and arm.

"What do you want to know, little kot?" he asked. Looking back at him, she said "Whatever you are comfortable with telling me."

She licked her lower lip as he lowered his mouth to hers. "And uh what satisfaction would I receive from doing this?" His breath was hot on her lips.

"What satisfaction, you ask?" she responded. "The fact that you opened up to your fiancé and shared something" she murmured. She loved winding him up.

"Hmm, my little kotenok (kitten) is finding her claws again. Very sexy" his breath soft in her ear. "You know that you are an impossibly infuriating man" she flirted.

He chuckled, it rumbled through his chest and into Galina's body. "Am I frustrating you, dorogaya?" he husked.

Turning and getting on her knees, Galina watched as Ilia's eyes followed her hand as she reached for a condom.

Tearing it open, she savored the time she took rolling it over his thick length. "Baby I can't take much more" Ilia's voice thick with need.

Once she got him sheathed, she placed herself above him and let her body sink onto his.

"Oh damn" she drawled as she became accustomed to his invasion of her body, then she started to move, slowly at first but then she worked her way to a good rhythm.

They stayed like that for a while, Galina running her hands through his hair, while her hips were bouncing up and down on his manhood.

She could sense that he was on the edge of losing control, when she whispered "Let go."

Galina climbed off Ilia and laid on her back, begging him with her eyes to take her body and use it for whatever he needed.

"Open for me baby" he husked. She slowly spread her legs making sure he got a full view of everything.

"Yebat' menya (fuck me)" he breathed harshly. Galina put her finger, motioning him to come to her.

Once there he hovered above her like Michael Angelo's statue David, buff, chiseled and hard.

She let her hand go to his face, stroking it so she could feel the stubble under her fingers.

Next she traced his jawline. Strong and handsome. That's how she would describe him.

Her fingers slid down further as she felt his collarbone, to his shoulder and down his arm until she reached his fingers.

She slowly entwined their fingers and to him, that act alone, was so intimate and loving, it made his heart beat faster.

He watched her as she leaned forward and placed kisses on his shoulder, neck and throat. Ilia let several moans escape his parted lips but he couldn't help it.

It was her. She had bewitched him with her body, also her heart. He loved her madly.

"So mnoy lyubov'yu (Make love to me)" she begged as Ilia crashed her lips, the sparks caused by the contact sent shivers through them both.

"Oh baby" he breathed as he sunk deep into her, his bulging biceps the only thing holding him up.

Galina watched the dance of every muscle as his body would slide out and then back in again. Her eyes now glued to how sensual his hips looked as they rolled into her.

The longer they looked at the other, the more they could feel their bodies building for the final fall.

"Galina baby I love you" he panted. "Oh Ilia" she breathed. Just a few more strokes and Galina would be floating but Ilia would come first and then her.

Laying with his head on her chest, Galina ran her fingers through his hair. "Hmm" he said, letting her know she had his approval.

"My father died when I was in my early twenties. I'd already been given different jobs to do, starting at age eighteen. Preparing for me to take over the family business.

When I turned twenty, I killed someone for the first time. He had tried to rape a little girl and got no more than a slap on the wrist.

Then we found out he was out and already harassing and tormenting the little girl. I put a bullet in his brain.

That little girl is now in high school and getting top grades. I'm necessary, Galina. When justice isn't served properly, it is my duty to step in and rectify the situation.

My father, Mikel, was at one point best friends with your father.

While my father did everything by the book, your father was the reckless one and made emotional choices, always.

My dad would bail him out of trouble, get him back on the right track and he'd go off and do something stupid again.

One day, my father couldn't save him from his mistakes. Dimitry started stealing money from the other heads and their families.

He started getting into the product and instead of selling it, he started snorting it. A lot of it.

Then he started messing with the prostitutes, eventually one, Allister Grimov.

He got her pregnant and thought he would marry her but instead he was forbidden and was forced to tell her that she couldn't keep you.

Your father was eventually brought before the tribunal to answer for what he'd done.

The sentence was death, to be carried out immediately. He was given two choices: who would carry out the justice and which method of death he wanted.

He chose my father and strangulation. My dad did what he had to but before carrying out the sentence, he asked our family to watch out for you.

And we have been. Zoya, Irina, me and...Tori."

Galina's voice hitched when he said Tori's name.

"You mean...?" Galina couldn't finish, so Ilia finished for her.

"Tori is your father's niece, your cousin. Blood family. Our fathers were all close and because of that, we fulfilled his wish" Ilia told her.

"What happened to my dad?" she asked. Ilia reached to move some hair from her face, his eyes full with love and sympathy.

"My father carried out the tribunal's order. He was strangled and pronounced dead.

But something happened and he started breathing again but he had brain damage from lack of oxygen.

The tribunal said he would live out his days with a caretaker, Valkin. He lives in Moscow."

He was done. The room lay in silence as his words were taken in and digested.

"We have to give the money back" Galina said quietly. "We need a list and I need to make checks. I don't want to live under this any more."

Ilia kissed her, hard and took her again, this time it was with all the love and passion she deserved.