After we packed and talked to the girls, Vlad and I went to our room. They seemed to understand that we had a job and we would be out of town for a few days. I thought they would be more upset, but after they rode horses, milked cows, swam in the lake, played, and ate non-stop, my girls enjoyed the country life. We asked Victor for a couple of days before the mission, and he agreed. They definitely needed us because the Agency complied with all our demands. They even provided Martha with men to work the farm; they paid for the Stunt shows that would not be performed and gave us credit cards for expenses in Vegas and for the girls. Martha had been wonderful and played with the girls, fed them, and even put them to bed. We had a conversation, and I basically asked her to look after them if anything happened to Vlad and me. She did not hesitate, and I slept better. Sleep, that was all we’d been doing. Vlad and I were on good terms, but he had not touched me since I’d discovered what he was doing. Maybe he’d lost interest. Maybe he wanted to be friends. I felt more at ease but being so close to Vlad and not be able to touch him got to me. I sensed his love, but he was holding back, and I could not figure out why.
“So tomorrow is the day. How are you feeling?” He came into our bed and kept to his side. I could not help but notice his thick cock under the pajama bottoms and his biceps almost exploding the V-neck T-shirt he had on. My skin betrayed me, and I felt the rush and heat on my face.
“Could you please turn off the light? I’m so tired.” I faked a yawn.
He looked at me strangely. “Come here. What’s wrong?”
“Nothing.”
“Are you blushing?” He looked curious and amused.
“No, please turn off the light. I’m perfectly fine.” I went even deeper under the covers.
“You know, all you have to do is ask.” He enjoyed this a little too much.
“Ask for what?” I got annoyed. This man was so infuriating.
He leaned close and grazed his lips with mine. “Whatever you want, beautiful,” said in Russian.
“I thought you did not want me anymore,” I replied in the same language.
“Why would you ever think that?” I felt his hand on the back of my head, and he fisted my hair. His blue-eyed gaze was glued to my mouth had me burning for him.
“I thought you…”
He did not let me finish and pulled me to him in a hungry kiss. He seemed desperate and urgent to make me his again.
“How could you ever think that?” he stated again in disbelief, and I replied with another kiss.
Our mouths opened, and we got lost in the moment. He felt so warm against me. Vlad made me forget what I was about to do for my girls, for myself. His hand lowered and pinched my nipple, sending currents of pleasure through me until a little voice interrupted.
“Lada!” Fuck. I jumped up and pulled myself together.
“Coming, honey.” Mia’s voice called me again, and when I glanced at Vlad, he had his eyes closed in full concentration.
He opened his eyes and saw me staring. “Go ahead, I’ll be right behind you. I need to calm down a bit.”
I chuckled and saw the painful erection between his legs. My mouth watered just thinking of it. Focus, Lada. I ran to the girls’ room and saw Martha closing in on me. She had no idea how much she put me at ease. I opened the door and asked her to come in first.
“Mia, baby, I’m here.” I sat right next to her. She was panting and wet with sweat.
“What is it, honey?” Martha sat on the other side. I glanced at Bee, and she was out like a light. She had the heaviest sleep.
“I saw you struggling, trying to get out of a dark place. It was dark, and it scared me. And you could not get out. Neither could Ginny or Joe.” She cried some more.
I looked at Martha and did not know what to say so she stepped in. “Oh, my dearest Mia. Lada, Ginny, and Joe are fine. They’re safe. It was just a dream. Plus, have you seen their boyfriends? Who would dare harm them with those three protecting them?”
“Vlad is a giant,” Mia reassured herself.
“Yes, he is, and he loves Lada. He would do anything for her. I can sense it.” Martha took her into her arms.
“Yes, I would.” Vlad came in and sat next to me. I took in all the love in this room.
“You see. You have nothing to worry about,” I assured her.
“Are we having a sleepover and you didn’t wake me?” Bee sat up and rubbed her eyes.
“No, Bee, I just had a bad dream, but I’m okay now.” Mia, my brave big girl, made me so proud.
“Would you girls like another bedtime story?” Martha offered.
“Yeah,” they both said.
Bee came over to Mia’s bed. “I’ll sleep here with you so you won’t get bad dreams.” They both went under the blankets and looked at Martha with excitement.
“Go back to bed. I got this.” Martha squeezed my hand. Vlad came to me and guided me back to our room.
“Good night, baby girls. I love you both so much.” I kissed them both, and Vlad did the same. I heard Martha’s sweet voice and a couple of giggles behind me as I walked back to our room. Vlad opened the door, and as soon as I stepped in, he closed it, pressing me against it.
“Where were we?”
I did not react, so he stopped his game right away. “What’s wrong?”
“Promise me something.”
“They’re my girls too now.”
“That’s not what I’m talking about, Vlad. Please don’t let me lose control. I do sometimes. I’m afraid of going past my limit.”
“I’ll help you, as long as you let me in here,” he stated in Russian and placed his palm on my heart.
“You think I have to let you into my heart? Baby, you own it,” I admitted.
Our passion could not wait any longer. I stepped closer and kissed him. I pulled him down to me while he caressed my back down to my ass. He picked me up and put my legs around his waist. His cock was ready and pressed hard against my pussy. I moaned in desperation, he felt so good. Finally, we got rid of our clothes and went under the covers. Between kisses he would tell me how beautiful I was and the things he dreamed for us. He placed himself between my thighs and played softly while he kissed me everywhere. I took it all in and wanted more.
I took a breath for courage and said, “I want something different tonight. I want to feel you. No barriers between us. I need this, I need you inside me.”
He looked at me with curiosity. “Are you sure? We haven’t done that since the first time.”
I did not answer and placed him in my heat. He closed his eyes and was immobile.
“Fuck, Lada, you feel so good.”
I moaned and ground my hips. We kissed and got lost again in our little world. He grunted, and his pleasure made me even crazier. He filled me up, and I loved squeezing him in me. There was nothing between us, and like fire, my pleasure was ignited. We moved like molasses, and my orgasm grew with every touch, with every wave. He would slow down even to a halt and then pick up his pace again. I didn’t want this to end.
“Look at me.” His voice sounded deeper than usual. Our gazes locked, and we continued our dance. “I love you.”
“And I love you.”
We moved sweeter and faster until our bodies gave into each other in a pure orgasm that let us see stars and suns. During our descent, he kept on kissing my neck, cheeks, lips, everything he could.
He looked at me with hooded eyes and said, “After all this is done, I want to marry you.”
“Are you saying this because you want to get lucky again?” I chuckled.
“I’m serious, Lada. I want to marry you. I want to adopt your girls, and I want to have kids with you. I don’t care where we live, where I work, or what I do. I just want to be with all of you. You can have all the time you need to think about it.”
“Let’s do it.” I interrupted. “We have waited long enough.”
Vlad did not propose to get laid, but he did nonetheless. We made love all night and talked about what our lives would be like. We spoke about every single thing imaginable, except, of course, Mia’s vision.
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After three days, we were all heading for Vegas. Sin City, full of incredible shows, casinos, hotels, wedding chapels, restaurants, malls, lights, and excitement.
“It’s such a shame we can’t go straight to a chapel, beautiful,” Vlad whispered into my ear and then nibbled my neck.
“I agree, but all in due time. Plus, if we get married without the girls, Bee would kill us,” I admitted.
“True. I cannot ruin my perfect-dad record.” Vlad looked so happy.
“We need to set ground rules for discipline.”
“They’re already set. You’re the bad cop.” He said it as if it was a given.
“Hey.” I elbowed him.
“You are, and it works out. I don’t know if I’ll be able to ever ground those two.”
“What if they sneak out with their boyfriends and lie to us?”
“Boyfriends? Are you crazy, woman?”
I chuckled. “They will date eventually.”
“When I’m dead, yes. I’m sure Bruce and Remo would love to scare those fuckers away before they even go up to our porch. It’s gonna be fun.”
He gave me a kiss before I could protest. “This morning went well.”
“I know. They seemed fine, and I promised to Facetime tonight.”
“Is Mia okay?”
We had avoided that for long enough. “I talked to Martha, and she said she started having visions like Mia’s when she was little. Maybe our girl is a super, after all.”
“Or maybe she’s worried about being away from you,” he offered, but we both knew better.
“I’m more at ease than I thought I would. Plus, you boys have worked us out to the bone in the last week.” I leaned on his shoulder.
“Our workout is intense.” He kissed me again.
I did not know if he meant our actual workout during the day or our nighttime workout. Vlad was an amazing lover and wanted me always.
The Agency paid for first class for all six of us, so we had some privacy before arriving to Vegas. I thought we would be all over each other, but it was nothing compared to the newlyweds. Remo and Gin were still in their honeymoon stage and made out any chance they got without any shame. Poor Bruce was the one being controlled. I was unsure of what was happening between those two. I could feel their attraction, but Joe was a bit of a mystery. Bruce had no problem chasing her, so the quest was well underway. The Boulders acted like horny teenagers, and we were the lucky women who got to enjoy every single moment.
We had a couple of strategy sessions with Victor, and all three of us girls had been getting to know each other well the last week. During this trip, the plane would be the last time we would be able to be with the guys. All three of us girls would be sharing a room at the famous Venetian hotel, and the men would be in another room but on the same floor. We had different routes and schedules to come in and out of the rooms. Ginny would have a separate room since she was “the bait” but it was connected to ours. We would have briefings every morning and debriefing at night. Victor explained that the Agency paid for fancy hotels because they needed us together in an environment full of people. The Venetian stood up proudly in the highlight of Las Vegas Strip with seven thousand rooms. Because of the monstrous size of that hotel, Victor assured us that if we hid in plain sight it would work perfectly especially if over fifteen thousand people walked among us. Plus, Jezebel loved dining at Delmonico, one of the many celebrity chef restaurants at the Venetian. She was a regular, going there at least once a week. She also frequented the Canyon Ranch Spa Club. We’d researched the sex club as well. It was a mile away from the Venetian, and I did not look forward to it, but I had to become familiarized with it so it looked as if I was a member. The name was Pecado. It was owned by a Spaniard couple who had migrated to Vegas during the eighties. That night, we would all attend there first. Victor was testing us for sure. We had secure-line cell phones. At least we could talk and text without the worry of being traced. But the big challenge was to be able to ignore each other and act as if we didn’t know one another.
“Being away from you is gonna suck.” I heard his deep voice speaking Russian into my ear and felt goosebumps.
“I know.” I snuggled between his arms, speaking in the same language. “I want to get this over with.”
“And get back to our girls.” He’d finished my train of thought.
The wheels of the plane touched land, and I looked at Vlad for some reassurance.
“We will be back in this plane to our girls in no time.” I kissed him this time. He was so sweet and thoughtful.
The plane stopped, and all its passengers got up and looked for their belongings. This was it. I spotted Remo as he passed by. He did not glance our way. After other people left, I saw each one of my new friends leave the plane, and I knew it was time to say good-bye.
“We’re not saying goodbye, beautiful.” Vlad took me into his arms and kissed me tenderly. It did not matter who was still around. “We’ll Facetime tonight.” He reassured me, stood, and walked away. I was the last person designated to leave the plane, and as I did, I knew our lives would never be the same.