son. She had to find out Jagger’s whereabouts.
Ivan chuckled, seeming amused at the pain he’d caused. “I see you no longer lose that temper of yours so easily. Perhaps you accept my words as the truth.”
She squeezed her eyes shut and silently counted to ten. She wouldn’t let him push her buttons. Not this time. “I don’t care what you think about me, but I am begging you to invoke the search chant and find my son.”
Ivan wasn’t finished taunting her, however. “Why don’t you ask your brothers? Maybe they’ll help you,”
“You know they are away. If you won’t help me, perhaps I can ask Mama. Where is she?” Sasha and her mother were not close either, but there was more compassion in Maria Romanova’s heart than her husband’s.
“Visiting relatives. You give up too easily.”
“What is it that you want from me? Do you want me to beg some more? Fine! I beg you. Please help me find my son. If you won’t invoke the chant, release me, and I’ll do it myself. Please, Papa.” She hastily wiped away an angry tear.
Ivan studied her with a cool expression. He folded his arms. “He is a Romanov. He’ll be fine. Let him be a man for once.”
“What are saying?” she demanded.
“You’ve coddled that boy. It’s about time Jagger develops a set of balls.”
“He’s gone looking for his father. Do you know what will happen once he starts asking around about him?”
“No one would dare touch my grandson. I know —” He broke off.
Sasha narrowed her eyes. “What do you know?”
“I know the most important thing of course; anyone would be a fool to touch a Romanov.”
“I see. So you won’t help me.”
He snorted. “It would be a waste of time.”
“Because he’s my son? Is it because he’s so important to me that you don’t give a damn?”
“You will not take that tone with me in my home, young woman. I am still your father and I demand your respect under my roof!”
“When have you done anything to earn my respect? For years, I wondered what I could do to make you as proud of me as you are of my brothers and to make you love me the way you did Petra.”
“I —”
She shook her head as tears stung her eyes. “I don’t care what you say anymore. I came to you because I thought maybe, just maybe, you have some feeling for your grandson, but as usual, I am wasting my time. Don’t worry, Ivan , I will never darken your doorstep again.” She turned to leave, but he teleported in front of her, blocking the door.
“Sasha —”
“I don’t want to hear it. Please move.”
Her father’s face was bright red. “You will not walk away from me.”
“Oh? What are you doing to do to me if I do? I have nothing left for you to take. I won’t stick around to take more of your abuse. Now excuse me, I must go look for my son. Do svidanya, Ivan. ” She pushed past him.
Now that she knew she couldn’t count on her father, there was only one person she could turn to ... Niccolo.
<><><>
“Open your legs a little wider, darling.” Niccolo buried his face between Linda’s thighs.
She moaned with delight. “Oh, baby, yeah. You eat pussy so well.”
He glided his tongue against her clit and slid his fingers into her damp heat. Linda had been the woman whom he and Romeo had spied on the dance floor a few days earlier. She’d come to the club the next night, and again tonight. Her seductive dance movements were tempting enough for him to offer her an invitation to his office for a private party, which she’d eagerly accepted.
After a quick fuck against a wall in his office, she suggested going back to her place for an all-nighter. It had been a few weeks since he had fed and Linda seemed ready for action. Which lead him to this moment, feasting on her pussy.
Niccolo fastened his lips over her clit, sucking roughly, creating just enough pressure to make her writhe uncontrollably beneath him. She screamed. “Oh, God, you’re going to be the death of me!”
Niccolo
Ivan chuckled, seeming amused at the pain he’d caused. “I see you no longer lose that temper of yours so easily. Perhaps you accept my words as the truth.”
She squeezed her eyes shut and silently counted to ten. She wouldn’t let him push her buttons. Not this time. “I don’t care what you think about me, but I am begging you to invoke the search chant and find my son.”
Ivan wasn’t finished taunting her, however. “Why don’t you ask your brothers? Maybe they’ll help you,”
“You know they are away. If you won’t help me, perhaps I can ask Mama. Where is she?” Sasha and her mother were not close either, but there was more compassion in Maria Romanova’s heart than her husband’s.
“Visiting relatives. You give up too easily.”
“What is it that you want from me? Do you want me to beg some more? Fine! I beg you. Please help me find my son. If you won’t invoke the chant, release me, and I’ll do it myself. Please, Papa.” She hastily wiped away an angry tear.
Ivan studied her with a cool expression. He folded his arms. “He is a Romanov. He’ll be fine. Let him be a man for once.”
“What are saying?” she demanded.
“You’ve coddled that boy. It’s about time Jagger develops a set of balls.”
“He’s gone looking for his father. Do you know what will happen once he starts asking around about him?”
“No one would dare touch my grandson. I know —” He broke off.
Sasha narrowed her eyes. “What do you know?”
“I know the most important thing of course; anyone would be a fool to touch a Romanov.”
“I see. So you won’t help me.”
He snorted. “It would be a waste of time.”
“Because he’s my son? Is it because he’s so important to me that you don’t give a damn?”
“You will not take that tone with me in my home, young woman. I am still your father and I demand your respect under my roof!”
“When have you done anything to earn my respect? For years, I wondered what I could do to make you as proud of me as you are of my brothers and to make you love me the way you did Petra.”
“I —”
She shook her head as tears stung her eyes. “I don’t care what you say anymore. I came to you because I thought maybe, just maybe, you have some feeling for your grandson, but as usual, I am wasting my time. Don’t worry, Ivan , I will never darken your doorstep again.” She turned to leave, but he teleported in front of her, blocking the door.
“Sasha —”
“I don’t want to hear it. Please move.”
Her father’s face was bright red. “You will not walk away from me.”
“Oh? What are you doing to do to me if I do? I have nothing left for you to take. I won’t stick around to take more of your abuse. Now excuse me, I must go look for my son. Do svidanya, Ivan. ” She pushed past him.
Now that she knew she couldn’t count on her father, there was only one person she could turn to ... Niccolo.
<><><>
“Open your legs a little wider, darling.” Niccolo buried his face between Linda’s thighs.
She moaned with delight. “Oh, baby, yeah. You eat pussy so well.”
He glided his tongue against her clit and slid his fingers into her damp heat. Linda had been the woman whom he and Romeo had spied on the dance floor a few days earlier. She’d come to the club the next night, and again tonight. Her seductive dance movements were tempting enough for him to offer her an invitation to his office for a private party, which she’d eagerly accepted.
After a quick fuck against a wall in his office, she suggested going back to her place for an all-nighter. It had been a few weeks since he had fed and Linda seemed ready for action. Which lead him to this moment, feasting on her pussy.
Niccolo fastened his lips over her clit, sucking roughly, creating just enough pressure to make her writhe uncontrollably beneath him. She screamed. “Oh, God, you’re going to be the death of me!”
Niccolo
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