Sergei's Stubborn Captive (The Captive Series Book 3) by C.M. Steele Page A

name over and over again as he possessed her, needing to cleanse his mind of his heart wrenching dream.
    He placed his hands on the counter and rested his head on hers, pressing his body to hers as he slowed his pace and started grinding into her. She was set to finish again, but could tell the dream really screwed with his head. When he pulled her hair back and began to make love to her neck, kissing it like it was a must, Lana gushed, coming hard in his arms. Moaning and crying out her release, she clutched herself to him, sending him over the edge as well. Lana looked into his eyes, which he’d kept away from hers since he entered her, and saw the sheen of unshed tears glistening in his eyes. Her heart started to break; he needed the reassurance that she wouldn’t leave him—ever. 
    “Sergei, I love you,” she said in a heated whisper.
    “Thank you, my love. I love you more than life itself.”
    Sergei scooped her up into his arms, never pulling out, and carried them back to bed. They spent the rest of the night loving each other. By the time they woke up the following day it was already eleven, but besides two grumbling bellies, neither of them really cared.
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    “So tell me about your sister, Ana,” Sergei said as he held Lana in his arms, sending her mind into overdrive. She loved the feel of him touching her. It sent shivers all over and teased her thighs, willing them to open up for him again.
    “We grew up really poor. Even though we were twins, my sister was young and very impressionable in comparison to me. I started working at sixteen and gave most of my earnings to my parents to help provide for us.”
    “Where are your parents?” Normally this question had previously offended and embarrassed her. With Sergei asking, it seemed natural to give him the honest response she had refused to give others.
    “My mother killed my father, then herself, eight years ago. They had a volatile relationship and after one last beating she killed him. Then she popped a bunch of pills and died before we got home from school.” The memories invaded in her mind and heart and her eyes started to water, but she felt he needed to know all he could so he could help. Lana was certain that Sergei would do anything to please her.
    Squeezing her tightly, rubbing her arms, justifiably upset for her, Sergei said, “Oh, shit, babe. I’m sorry.”
    “Actually, it was the best thing for us both. I had a great insurance at my job that offered life insurance for my family too. We got twenty thousand each and it helped us survive and pay for college. I knew I wanted to get away from all the domestic violence, so I went into criminal justice and then to the academy.”
    “So did your sister go into the same field?”
    “No, she tried college, but it didn’t work for her. She dropped out and started working as a waitress. It was about two years ago when I was working full time trying to make detective when she met Santini.”
    “So did you like him when you met?” A hint of jealousy ringed in his words.
    “No…not at all. I thought he was a snake from the start. She was blinded by the attention and the material things he could give her. I tried to talk her out of it, but the more I did, the more she ran into his arms. I gave up, and they got married. I was lucky to be invited because I was a cop. It was only because I was her only family that I was welcomed enough.”
    “Did the family know about your sister?” Sergei asked. It was a very reasonable question considering everything that had followed with Bianca.
    “Yes. Everyone was there. It was a huge Italian wedding like the ones you see on TV. She was beautiful in her gown, but her eyes told me she had reservations.”
    “It was after the honeymoon when I realized things were bad. He’d beaten her. She said she deserved it because she told him she didn’t want to go out. Then he was keeping up with another woman too, but he wanted my sister to have his baby. Not