The Accountant

This fucking man saved his life. His friend jumped out of nowhere and intercepted the fucking bullet meant for him.

The Cartel leader now had a fucking bullet wound in his ribcage, it went through and through and it was stuck in Dominic's thigh. Still, he was grateful he lived. He couldn't leave his beautiful detka just yet.

Grunting from the irritating pain in his leg, he half crawled towards his friend's bleeding body. They would make sure he'd live.

Antoine Lemonte, sprawled on his back, his face blank and his brains splattered beneath him. He was only a few feet away, and Alec, Dominic's general, smoking gun in hand was looking down at him in disgust.

The tzar could hear sirens and cars screeching in the distance. Fuck! "It's time to go, Alec."

Both of them were injured from the blast and Dominic had a bullet wound embedded in his left leg. He could deal with the pain. He couldn't say the same for the man who saved him. He was barely breathing and his whole upper body was soaked in blood.

They managed to carry Rafael's heavily muscled physique out of the place.

"Burn the building," Alec instructed their men. They immediately emptied cans of kerosene and some went to gather the dead bodies.

Two SUVs were coming their way and it was tantamount to a car racing. Whoever the driver was, he had no care for the speed limit.

A few seconds later, the driver was revealed. SHE had no care for the speed limit.

"Oh, God, Dominic!" Beau's eyes were round and she ran to him. "I told you to be fucking careful!" She shouted. Matching his strides walking towards the waiting vehicle.

His father reached them first with his long strides and he helped them carry the dead weight. Dr. Lizzie Hope was already attending Rafael and checking his vitals.

His detka was muttering hysterically and her face was ashen. Fuck!

Nodding to one of his men to take his place, he let them transport the Cartel Leader to the nearest car.

Free from the burden, he pulled Beau in his arms and hugged her tightly. She sobbed and threw her arms around him. Cursing him in Russian. He loved it. "Let's go home, moya lyubov."

God, he was so grateful he was alive.

He was back where he belonged.

***

"Fucking hold still Dominic or I swear to God..!" No use in agitating his detka even more. With hooded eyes, he watched her tend to him with trembling hands. "I told you not a scratched. Now you go home to me...

He let her sweet voice, throwing expletives at him and sermonising him within an inch of his life, wash over him. It was good to be home.

It was easy to dig the bullet out since it was embedded less than an inch. And most of his wounds from the blast were superficial. Thanked God they were able to jump for cover when Antoine hurled the grenade at them.

Beau was almost done sewing the small incision on his limb. Good. He has plans.

"How's Rafael doing?" In the meantime, he had to distract himself from the enticing sight of his detka kneeling in between his knees. Fuck! He had missed her hot mouth on his cock.

"Lizzie has yet to come out of the operating room. But it looks promising. From an initial CT scan, there were no internal organs damaged, only a nick in his liver. We just have to watch out for infection." She whispered. Her voice was grainy. Dominic frowned.

Beau wouldn't look at him and her head was bent. Whatever lascivious thoughts he was having vanished.

"Baby," he uttered tenderly and lift her chin with two fingers.

His detka was crying silently. The sight was even more painful than a bullet wound.

"Dominic," she hugged his waist and sobbed on his lap. His gut clenched. "I thought I lost you." Her voice was muffled yet he could hear her clearly.

"I had it under control, baby. Alec had my back and Rafael took the bullet meant for me." Trying to reason out at the state she was in was useless.

He gathered her in his arms and carried her up the stairs, away from so many eyes hovering over them. He could hear his maman clucking her disapproval but his father took her away.

"Your wound," she squirmed, trying to get down.

"Stay still so I won't feel the pain, detka." He admonished. Those words halted her movements right away.

led

are you doing?"

him, he trapped her before the marbled his and

Yeah. Something was beginning to stiffen alright. It seemed there was only one thing to do to prove to his detka he was okay and

God. Here, let me help you." She

face bland, and watch her nibble fingers. His lips curving when

my pants too, baby." His voice became thicker. She didn't notice because she again knelt before him and help his injured

skin and his whole body tightened. "Are you sure it's safe to shower

lyubov. And besides, you will take care of me." His detka was kept in dark

a pair of lacy red underwear. Hmmm, sexy. Just like the first time they made love. Though this time, there was an adorable barely noticeable baby bump. His lust

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him to stand under the lukewarm shower, he stood perfectly still and let her ponder to his senses. Her gentle hands washing his front carefully, soaping then rinsing

skin when she cupped him and began to

hands were bliss but he

was woman breathing heavily and her eyes

turned her so her back was facing his front. Fuck!

to create more bubbles, he began to rub her shoulder blades, down to her smooth back, her pair of undies was plastered to her charms and he knew it only

excuse of underwear in the way. Don't you think so, detka?" He

"Yes," she sighed heavily.

it off and get it out of the way?" His teeth nibbled her

an answer. His hands fell at the top of her breasts to drop in between

in anticipation.  His hands were soon be manipulating her breasts unhindered, she arched her

uncaring if he damaged the silk fabric. He heard her protest but she quieted when his hands

chest. Then he rolled her nipples between thumb and finger, tugging on them

gave him pleasure. Fanning both their flames higher and higher. Soon she was whimpering with each tweak, panting with

doesn't it?" His hot breath once more swirled in her

her chest

yes," she

He was so

on and

she whimpered. Her sweet ass grinding on his slippery

how wet you are." He knew he will be inside her soon.  He just wanted to

their hands down, eager fingers grazed

his appreciation. Kissing and sucking her

do whatever he wanted. Surrendering herself to him completely. He knew what she was feeling for he felt the

middle finger in her tight slit. Her walls clung

for me, detka. Always." His hands continuing to knead and mold her full breasts. "See?

her slit, exploring it,

fires roared, spurring him on. His

needily Beau shifted back to rub her ass against Dominic's

getting so hot. Ready to come on

need you inside

her rub her ass against him, his cock riding in between her firm cheeks while he kept running his finger through her slit, mauling her breasts

control finally snap. He couldn't take it

leaving her breasts to guide her. One held her waist while the other pressed on

and tilted her face to look in

Now, bend over, detka. Let me love you." He growled when she did

compliance spurred

"Dominic," she whispered.

I'll give you pleasure." He soothed. "I'm going to fuck you so

black tiles, her hands flat, legs parted, exposing her raised buttocks to

have to wait long. Palming her

against her flesh. His thumb pressed into her asscheek. He guided his cock to her waiting pussy. Finding her opening, he pressed the tip into her. As he continued to push forward her heightened state of arousal allowed the majority of his cock to penetrate her easily. Then he stopped and pulled back, removing a couple of inches. When he slid forward again his entire length sunk into her and his crotch mashed

an orgasm rocketing through her. "Fuck!"

clenched and spasmed. Her head rolled back and she was gasping for breath.

hip and ground

her