Code of Silence

Untitled Part 29

FIVE YEARS AGO - RUSSIA

Anatoli sat eating dinner as Oliver and Felicity walked into the room. He could see Felicity's eyes looked like she had been crying and he glanced at Oliver. Oliver looked at him with a shake of his head, and it told him not to ask. They both sat down as the housekeeper brought their food, and Anatoli smiled. He saw a strength in both of them and gave him an idea. An idea that would fix a problem he had struggling with for weeks.

"So дети (children)! I have something I wish to discuss with you. Will you indulge an old man?", he asked.

Oliver looked at Felicity and they both nodded. Anatoli took a breath and then looked at Oliver. "I have been the Pahkan of the Bratva for many years. And during that time I have loved many women. Unfortunately I never married. I had hoped to one day but it just wasn't in the cards for me." He again looked at Oliver. ""Because of that I never had a child, a son to take over as Pahkan when I passed from this life. I would like for you to be initiated into the Bratva and when the time comes, take my place."

Felicity and Oliver looked at him in surprise. " Но дядя он не твоя кровь (But Uncle he is not your blood)! Felicity said in shock. From everything her mother had told her about the Bratva, only blood could replace the Pahkan.

Anatoli looked at her and smiled, " Он семья моего ребенка. Это все, что важно. (He is family my child. That is all that is important)." he said. Oliver looked at her confused and then looked back at Anatoli. He knew what an honor it was for Anatoli to ask him this, and he didn't want to offend him.

"Can I think about this overnight and speak of this with you in the morning?", he finally said.

Anatoli nodded and smiled. "Yes! Please. Take your time." He stood and walked around the table, placing his hand on Oliver's shoulder. "I am so happy to have my family here.", he said and then kissed Felicity's cheek before leaving the room.

"Would you like to go and discuss this upstairs my love?", he asked. He wanted to get her thoughts and wanted to talk to her in private. She stood and held out her hand to him and he took it leading them up the stairs to their room. He closed the door and leaned against it looking at her. Felicity turned to him.

"So what are you thinking Lev?", she asked.

"I am thinking that I want to do this. Your uncle has been nothing but kind to us and........", he paused.

Felicity walked closer and placed her hands on his forearms. "What?"

"And it will give me more power to protect you and our family. If we choose to have one." he stumbled over the last few words. They had not really discussed kids. He knew that he wanted them but he wasn't sure about Felicity.

Felicity squeezed his arms. "Then you should do it!" She looked at him with acceptance and support and Oliver took her face in his hands.

"Are you sure my love?", he asked. "This would mean we would need to stay in Russia for awhile.", he said, searching her eyes for doubt. He could find none.

"I am certain. You are my husband and I support you. I understand your need to want to protect us and our family should we choose to have one.", she smiled softly.

His thumbs gently stroked her cheeks. "Do you want kids Felicity?", he asked. He needed to know.

"I will be honest. I was not sure I wanted kids. I couldn't imagine bringing them into this world with my father. And my family is so screwed up...", she paused. "But since I met you, I have been re-thinking things. The thought of having children with you makes me happy."

Oliver kissed her gently. "But I am not ready right now.", she said against his lips and he laughed placing his forehead to hers.

She grinned, "But I would not pass up sex with the handsomest, sexiest mob boss this side of Russia.", she said as her fingers started unbuttoning his shirt. She gave him a sexy smile and whispered in his ear, " Просто, как вы смотрите на меня, я мочу. И, глядя на твое тело, я боюсь. (Just the way you look at me makes me wet. And looking at your body makes me ache.) Oliver groaned as her hot breath hit his ear, and when she spoke Russian it turned him so hard his cock ached.

Felicity smiled as she felt him grow hard against her thigh and she deliberately rubbed closer to him. " Тебе нравится, когда я говорю тебе грязно? (Do you like when I talk dirty to you?)" She whimpered as she felt him push against her at her words and she looked up at him and spoke, looking directly into his eyes. " Тогда возьми меня Лев. Я не хочу хороших и медленных, я хочу тяжело и быстро. (Then take me Lev. I don't want nice and slow I want hard and fast).", she said and Oliver did not need to speak Russian to see the lust in her eyes or the need in her voice.

He turned her quickly and pushed her against the door as his mouth immediately took possession of hers. He tongue demanded entry and Felicity opened to him with a moan as she felt his growing erection press right into her center. She quickly moved her hands to his pants and unbuttoned the button and pulled down the zipper. Oliver's hands slid down her sides, his thumbs pressing her nipples as they skimmed past and Felicity broke the kiss with a loud whimper. She started to undo her pants as he pulled off his shirt and soon she was naked from the waist down and her hands were gripping his cock firmly, stroking.

She had him on fire and he leaned down to nip her earlobe as he whispered back, "I am going to fuck you fast and hard Felicity!"

Felicity's knees almost buckled at his words and her thighs were slippery as her body responded immediately to him. He gripped her thighs and lifted her effortlessly as he pushed her against the door.

" Это именно то, что я хочу! (That is exactly what I want!)", she said as her eyes met his and soon he was thrusting into her, her slick wet core accepting him easily. His mouth took control of hers again as he started to move and Felicity's hands gripped his hair tightly as they took what they needed from the other. The coupling was heat and want and desire and frantic need all rolled into one and neither one could remember when they had been more turned on.

Good to his word Oliver's thrusts were hard and deep and a possessive growl left his chest as she took everything he gave her and more. Her legs started to tremble and her movements became uncoordinated as she moved quickly toward her orgasm. Oliver kissed her fiercely and as he thrust deep and his hand slid down and rubbed her clit. Felicity exploded like a bomb and her cries of pleasure were swallowed by him as he took her mouth again. She shuddered and came all around him, and he moved his face to the crook of her neck as he continued to thrust chasing his own release. Felicity gripped his hair and pulled his face up so he was looking at her and said, " Кончилось для меня Лев! (Cum for me Lev!)" Hearing her words, Oliver suddenly felt his body let go and he came inside of her, his spend filling her.

Their breathing was ragged as they held onto each other and Oliver kept her pressed to the door. They stayed like that as they both came back down and then Oliver turned and walked them to the bathroom. They showered, making love again slowly, lovingly and then collapsed on the bed holding each other close.

They fell asleep in each other's arms, legs entwined their hands resting over his heart. Both deeply at peace.