Brie’s City of Angels (Submissive in Love, #6) (10 page)

“Did you hear about Rytsar and the girl?”

Sir nodded, looking unhappy. “He texted me. I’ll be watching the situation closely, but for now all we can do is wait, trusting it will blow over without incident.”

“Rytsar told me about Tatyana.”

“Such an unfortunate loss,” Sir stated. “Although it spurred him to come to the States as an exchange student, it’s sobering to think that his loss became my gain. I wouldn’t be where I am today if I hadn’t met Durov in those early college years.”

“Life is a strange journey,” Brie replied sadly.

Sir grunted his agreement.

Brie wanted to lighten the mood, so she fluffed up the pillows and propped herself against the headboard, snuggling against Sir when he joined her in bed. “Why don’t you tell me about Lilly?”

To Brie’s delight, he shared everything with her, not only what they’d discussed, but his thoughts and impressions throughout the evening. Any concerns Brie had had about being left out disappeared as Sir detailed the entire night. What struck her most was how excited he seemed. Sir radiated energy, as if he were riding on an emotional high.

“Until tonight, I can’t say I would have understood Miss Wilson’s assertion that one could feel whole again. But it seemed, for the briefest of moments, I experienced that feeling tonight.”

Although Brie found that admission surprising, she was completely unprepared for Sir’s next revelation.

“Brie, in the spirit of feeling whole…” He pulled her closer to him. “I have a serious question for you.”

“Of course, Sir. Ask me anything.”

He cupped her chin and smiled. “For this conversation, call me Thane.”

Brie’s interest was piqued, and she leaned in to kiss him. “My pleasure…Thane.”

“There is something that my grandfather did on his wedding night. He spoke of it as if it was the greatest experience of his life—one not to be missed.”

“Oh! You have my mind spinning now. I can’t even imagine what you’re about to say.”

Sir gently stroked her cheek, causing tiny tingling jolts of electricity to run over her skin. “My grandfather said the most beautiful moment of his life was when he made love to my grandmother on their wedding night. He said it was knowing they
might
conceive a child from the union that made it so singular.”

Sir continued, tracing her lips with his fingertip. “My father hinted at the same thing. It’s tradition for our family—no contraception allowed on the honeymoon. Simply a man and his woman, committing their lives in the most intimate way.”

He gently pressed her head to his chest, stroking Brie’s hair as he looked down at her. “You’ve mentioned you want children, Brie.”

She nodded, but added, “When you’re ready.”

“Durov was not wrong to point out I’m not getting any younger. I feel, if this is truly the direction you want to go, we should start a family sooner rather than later. There’s no sense in putting it off.”

Brie lifted her head. “While I can appreciate what you’re saying, S—Thane, I have my documentary to think of, and you’re still building your overseas business.”

“True enough, which is why you must be absolutely certain this is the path you want to take. I’m willing to have children, but only if we begin now.”

The reality of what he was suggesting was both thrilling and frightening to her. “
Now
?”

“If we conceive quickly, which is no guarantee, I will still be in my mid-forties by the time the oldest is barely ten. It’s now or never, Brie. We have no choice.”

She bit her lip, adrenaline flowing through her veins as she seriously considered his proposal. “A family when I’m still just a kid myself?”

“My grandmother was nineteen when she had her first child, and my mother…only twenty-two.”

Brie took a deep breath as reality began to sink in. “I would have to put my career on hold.”

“Probably, at least for a few years once you get pregnant. If we do this, I want you to take care of yourself and the baby. No late nights, and no last-minute deadlines.”

She shook her head in disbelief. “I have to admit, when you started the conversation tonight this was so
not
the direction I thought it was headed.”

“Durov made a nuisance of himself in Russia, but it made me think. He was right to push the issue. If you wish to be a mother, we need to begin soon.”

Brie stroked his jaw, rough with morning stubble. “Do you want to have a baby with me, Thane?”

The tenderness in Sir’s eyes melted her heart. “Yes, Brie. I want you to have my child.” He smiled as he wiped away a tear that had formed in her joy. “But there’s something you have to do for me.”

“What’s that?”

“You need to stop taking your birth control pills, and we won’t be having intercourse again until our wedding night.”

Her jaw dropped. “For two whole months?”

Sir nodded, grinning when he saw her look of shock. “When we make love again, Miss Bennett, it will be as man and wife.”

“I can’t even imagine…”

“Now, that’s not to say we won’t enjoy each other’s company. It just won’t be in the traditional manner.”

“Oh, thank goodness! I think I’d shrivel up and die otherwise. In case this is our last chance, I think we should make love tonight,” she suggested playfully.

Sir kissed her on the lips, slipping his tongue into her mouth. “Let’s…”

Brie scooted out from under him. “Did you buy a mask for tonight’s party?”

He nodded towards the nightstand. Brie opened the drawer and pulled out a black mask lined in silver. “I like this mask very much. Do you mind if I put it on you?”

He lifted his head and she slipped it over his eyes. She sat back to take in the sight of Sir lying naked in the bed wearing nothing more than the sexy mask. “You are one handsome man, Thane Davis.”

He smiled and held up his hands. “Have your way.”

Brie growled lustfully at the invitation and climbed onto him, straddling his already hardening cock. She grabbed his wrists and forced them over his head. “Resistance is futile.”

She put pressure on his wrists, using them for leverage as she slowly slid her wet pussy over his shaft. “I want you to feel how much I love you.” She kissed him on the lips and left a trail of kisses down his chest. “I cherish every part of you.”

Sir groaned when she flicked her tongue over his nipple. She moved to the other and nibbled lightly before flicking her tongue. “Do you want me, Thane?”

“What do you think, Brie?” He thrust his pelvis upwards so she could feel the hardness of his shaft.

Brie smiled as she lifted up to slowly descend on his cock. She threw her head back and moaned as she took the fullness of it. “You feel so good inside me.”

Taking her time, Brie rolled her hips, purposely taking it slow so he would feel every movement, every slight tilt of her pelvis. Sir stared up at her, totally infatuated with her dangling breasts. They proved too much of a temptation, and he reached up to play with them.

“God, you’re beautiful,” he murmured. Brie purred, loving the feel of his hands on her nipples, caressing and tugging them. Sir leaned up and took a mouthful, grazing her nipple with his tongue before sucking on it.

“I crave your mouth,” she moaned, pressing herself against him.

He amped up the suction as he showered equal attention on each breast. Brie rewarded his attention with deeper penetration and faster pelvic thrusts, which drove both of them to the edge.

Brie immediately stopped and lay her head on his chest, listening to his wildly beating heart. She smiled up at him once it had slowed down. “I treasure that heart.”

She sat up again, wiggling her pussy against his base as she caressed his body with her fingers from his muscular thighs and toned stomach to his hairy chest and talented hands.

“Every inch of you is sensual and pleasing,” she confessed.

“Show me how much I please you.”

Brie bit her lip, bracing her hands against his chest as she began rolling her hips again. “I will not stop this time,” she warned him. “I’m going to use your gorgeous body for my own pleasure.” She took him at just the right angle to rub the ridge of his shaft against her G-Spot. With quick, short strokes, she built up the delicious tension until chills coursed through her.

“I’m close,” she whispered, throwing her head back and concentrating on his cock rubbing against that sweet, swollen area deep inside her. Her breath became shallow as her body tensed for the impending orgasm.

“Let me make it easy for you,” Sir growled huskily. He reached around, teasing her clit with his fingers. She moaned in pure bliss, creeping ever closer to the edge. When she was on the precipice, he slowly slipped his finger inside her ass.

Brie cried out in ecstasy as her body began its rhythmic dance around his cock. “Come with me, Thane.”

He pulled her down on top of him, wrapping his arms around her as he thrust his pulsing shaft into her, filling her with his seed.

Brie lay there panting afterwards. “I love when you come inside me.”

He gave a contented sigh. “I do too, babygirl.”

They lay in each other’s arms as the sun peeked over the horizon, bathing their bedroom with light.

“Welcome to a new day, Sir.”

He leaned forward and kissed the top of her head. “Brie.”

She immediately looked up, responding to the serious tone of his voice.

“I want you to carefully weigh what we’ve discussed. This decision will change the course of our lives—not only our careers, but our relationship as well.”

The gravity of the decision was not lost on her. She curled up under the comforter as Sir got up to pull down the shades. The complexity of their situation was overwhelming. She was about to change what they had—the perfect life she knew and loved—to grasp for something out of reach.

It was risky.

But when she closed her eyes, she saw herself holding Thane’s child and she knew peace…

The Mission

“L
illy would like us to fly to China and visit our mother together. However, I need you to return to Denver, Brie.”

She felt a twinge of jealousy, but waited patiently to hear Sir’s explanation.

“Mr. Wallace needs at least one of us to be with him.”

“Is he dying?” she gasped, automatically fearing the worst.

“Yes…and no.”

Sir sat Brie down. “He will die without intervention, but a donor has finally been located.”

“A donor for what?”

“He lost a kidney in the car accident years ago. Unfortunately, his remaining kidney was also damaged in the crash and has begun to fail.”

“So he’s getting a kidney replacement?”

“Yes, but because of his blood type that has proved a difficult issue.”

“Couldn’t his parents just donate one of theirs?” she asked naively.

“No. He has the unique honor of being O negative, which means he is a universal donor but can only receive organs from another O negative patient. They are extremely rare.”

“But you said a donor
has
been found?”

Sir nodded. “Yes. In the most unlikely of places. When Mr. Wallace apprised me of his situation at The Sanctuary, I began contacting people who might be able to help in our community back in LA. When none could be found, I expanded the search. Naturally, donors are less likely to give up a healthy kidney to a complete stranger. The surgery itself requires months of recovery, extreme pain, and the very real loss of a functioning kidney.”

“That must be why Faelan gave up hope.”

“The likelihood of finding a donor in time was next to impossible, but fate has been generous and a man overseas has agreed to donate his organ. The surgery will take place next week, but I want you to be there for Mr. Wallace now. I’ve been told he’s not doing well physically or mentally. For this procedure to succeed, he must as healthy as possible going in.”

“Of course I want to go, Sir, but I want to be with you too.”

Sir smiled. “Thank you, Brie. It means a lot to me.”

“I love you, Sir.”

He kissed her tenderly on the lips. “I love you too, which is why I plan to fly with you to Denver and continue on to New York the next day to pick up Lilly.”