Snowed In with My Ex's Dad: An Age Gap, Bratva Romance (Forbidden Kings)

“I want to fuck you,” he says, and his voice is rough and low and leaves absolutely no room for misunderstanding. “Right here. Right now. Against the wall, on the floor, I don’t care. But I’m going to have you.”

I reach between us, wrap my hand around his cock, and guide him right where I need him. “I want it hard. I want it rough.” He slams home in one thrust.

Every thrust claims me. “Mine,” he grunts with each one. “This pussy. These sounds. All fucking mine.”

A man storms through the doorway, wild-eyed and breathing hard. Snow clings to his coat, and his hair is disheveled, and for a split second, I don’t recognize him. Then I do. Noah. My ex. My stalker. The man I’ve been running from for eight months.

Then he stops. His gaze shifts past me to something behind me, and his entire countenance changes. The rage transforms into shock, then disbelief, then something that looks almost like betrayal. “Dad?”

Viktor is Noah’s father. Have I been sleeping with my stalker’s father?

“You’re going to leave,” I tell him. “You’re going to walk out that door and never come near her again. If I see you anywhere near her, I’ll kill you. Do you understand me?” “Fuck you!”

“She’s mine,” I tell him. “Not yours. Mine. And if you come near her again, son or not, I will put you in the ground.” “You won’t kill me,” he gasps out. “I’m your blood.” “Blood means nothing when you threaten what’s mine.”

“Fuck, look at you,” he murmurs, almost to himself. “Your pussy is so pretty when you’re this turned on. All pink and swollen, those soft little folds glistening like they’re begging for my mouth. See how they part just enough to show me how wet you really are? That slick pink slit is dripping, Iris. Literally dripping. I can see it running down toward your ass, making everything shine.”