Wild Desires

"Aleksander , just because we have that connection, doesn't mean you go and make a deal with them like this. You're bringing her home for dinner with the family and you don't even know what she's involved in."
"It's a simple deal for some of Rhea's time." I shrugged. "It doesn't mean anything, and you're making this a much bigger deal than it needs to be."

"You better watch yourself, boy. You can't go losing your head for what's between that dancer's legs." It was a warning, but the insult to Rhea made my blood boil.
I stepped into my uncle's space,. Watching his eyes squint up at me as I towered above him. "I can fucking handle myself. And Rhea is so much more than what you're thinking about her."

Nikolai gave me a mocking laugh. "Don't get attached Aleksander. You made a deal for her, and when that deal is over Dax is going to take her back. That's what he does. Those women never get away from him."
"I appreciate the warning, but I don't need it. I know what I want from her, and she understands what we have." I stepped back and made a show of straightening out my coat. It wouldn't bode well if he saw the frown on my face at hearing the last thing he said.

Nikolai sighed and I felt his hand on my shoulder. "Please be careful, Aleksander. I do my best to keep you out of my world but messing with Dax is dipping your toes in water that will scald you."
"I'm not afraid of Dax, and I certainly know how to handle a woman." I shrugged his hand from my shoulder and stepped towards the door back inside.

Nikolai's laughter followed me, but I trudged a head to get back to Rhea without him. When I reached the sitting room the sound of my aunt's laughter breached the door. Then Rhea giggled and pushed the door open.

I stopped as if I had been hit by a wall.

Rhea and Annika both hard their shoes off, and under the light streaming in through the massive windows they were practicing different stances. Laughing and smiling at one another as they pointed their toes and stepped into a twirl in sync.
I didn't even realize that I was smiling at them.

"Oh, look at my wife moving around like that._ Nikolai whistled when he joined me in the doorway.
They stopped dancing. Both women bolting upright with the wide smiles and laughter on their lips.

"Oh, my love, Nikolai I need a drink." My aunt pulled her hair away from her face and gestured to the decanter across the room. "Would you like a whiskey, Pretty girl?"
"Actually, I'd like to give Rhea a tour before dinner. If it's alright for me to steal her away, Tetya." I held my hand out for Rhea. She came to me without questioning me.

"Yes, Yes." My aunt wiped at her brow dramatically and took the drink that Nikolai had poured for her. "Dinner will be ready soon."
"Don't be late coming back down," Nikolai added with a lingering gaze at me.
Rhea put her shoes back on and we locked hands without thinking about it as we made our way through the house. There was silly smile on her face as she looked around the opulence of the Makalov's house.

"My aunt seems to like you," I remarked.
"Oh, she's wonderful. It's nice to talk about ballet with people who share that love for it. She told me a neat story about a dance she learned as little girl too. That's what she was teaching me." She giggled.

"That was quite the sight . I don't think I've seen my aunt dance in ages." My thumb traced over the back of her hand.
"I like her." I don't know why my chest panged to hear her say that.

After leading Rhea through the house and showing her the various rooms that might be interesting, we finally came to a stop at a door on the second floor.
"So, what's this room?"

"This," I pushed the door, "Was my room growing up". Rhea paused and looked at me warily before walking into the dark room. Nothing more the afternoon sunlight came in through the break in the curtains.

"Wow. This all feels so normal." She turned around looking at everything. From the bed, to the desk and the dresser.
"Not what you were expecting?" I chuckled.
"Not really. Your home is so dark in comparison to this. Not like a bad kind of dark, just all the colors."

"Yeah, Annika loves it to be as bright as the sun in here, but I found the colors of my home suited me better. Perhaps the dark colors remind me of my home in Russia." I admitted and twisted my face at myself.
"I'd like to hear more about your home sometimes. Your story intrigues me." Rhes sat on the edge of my old bed and my eyes were drawn to the sight of her crossed her legs.

Something in me stirred.

"You imagine me." My voice was undeniably low as I spoke to her. Her eyes snapped up to me and her lips parted.
"Aleksander, why are you looking at me like that?" Her lower lip trembled, and I was taking a step towards her.

"Hmm, something about seeing you on my bed is making me feel things.
Hungry for a taste of something sweet," I stood in front of her, and her eyes went to the front of my pants.

The energy around us always seemed to spark hard and fast. It was wild and we were tumbling back together on the bed before either of us could say something else.
I caught her lips and wrapped my hand in the back of her hair. Using my other hand, I frantically pulled Rhea's dress up to reveal her smooth legs and green thong.

"Oh, Aleksander," she whimpered when I pushed her panties to the side and rubbed my finger over her slit, finding it already wet. I groaned with appreciation against her mouth and pulled her bottom lip between my teeth.
"We'll be late..... for dinner."