Page 106 of Sanctum (Wicked Vows)


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I take in a deep breath. Brace myself, palms down on the bed. Throw my head back. Beg.

“Please, Aleskandr. Please let me come.”

“Tell me you’re mine,” he growls.

I don’t answer at first because I want to see what he’ll do. In seconds, he pushes me down on the bed, his hand on the small of my back holding me down before he gives me a punishing swat. “Say it.”

My eyes closed, swimming in a pool of bliss, I grin.

“I’m yours,” I drawl. “All yours, Aleksandr Romanov. There was never anyone before you and there will never be another after you. You’re mine as much as I’m yours, for all eternity.”

“Fuck yes,” he growls with another savage thrust of his hips. I shatter into brilliant perfection at the same time his hot seed spills into me. I’m vaguely aware of his groans of ecstasy and the slowing of his hips as we ride the waves of pleasure together. I’ve never come so hard, so long, or so quickly.

I grin, utterly blissed out.

He sinks down beside me and pulls out. I’m boneless and grinning as he rolls out of bed and returns with a warm cloth to wash us both off. We slide under the covers, spent and at peace.

“I love you,” I say, my words blurry and hazy in my sleepy, sex-induced coma state.

“And I love you,” he says back. He rolls over and checks the monitor to make sure our daughter’s asleep.

Our daughter.

“Ivy’s fine, too. So get some sleep, Harper.”

Content in the knowledge that the only people I’ve ever cared about in the world are safe and happy, I fall into the deepest, most blissful sleep I’ve ever had.

CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

Aleks

I wakethe next morning to the sound of laughter. Harper’s out of bed, and I don’t have to look far to see where she’s gone. I stretch my arms out above my head and sigh.

Last night was a long, long night and I’m so damn ready to be done with this shit.Soready.

I close my eyes and give myself a rare moment to appreciate the peace. I made damn certain that no one who hurt Harper is ever going to interfere in her life again. I gave her the level of protection she deserved long, long ago.

And while she can’t live in a bubble, on my watch, she’ll have everything she wants. I hear a beep on my phone. I don’t want to work today. I don’t want to give Mikhail the rundown, or find out what else happened after the gala last night. I don’t want to do anything but enjoy this peaceful time with Ivy and Harper. Alone. Where no one can interfere. I love my family, but sometimes I need a little break.

After everything we’ve been through… I slip my phone in a drawer and close it. If it’s Mikhail, he’ll give me shit, but I don’t fucking care right now.

“Let’s go see if Daddy is up.”

Daddy. I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to hearing that. I pretend I’m asleep by pulling the covers up over my head and snoring so loudly they both giggle when they enter the room.

I feel the blanket pulled off of my face and squeeze my eyes shut tight with another loud snore.

“That’s too bad Daddy’s asleep,” Harper says in her distinctive voice. “We have the most delicious tea party set up, and it’s a shame that he?—"

My eyes fly open, and I leap out of bed. “Tea party? Why didn’t you say so?”

Ivy giggles. “Come on,” she says, reaching for my hand and tugging. I’m only wearing pajama pants, and Harper wears a T-shirt and a tank, but Ivy has a robe on over her pajamas and fluffy white bunny slippers on her feet, her adorable, blonde hair tousled. I go into her room to find a tea party set up for three with a plate of cookies and actual tea in the pot.

“How long have you been up? “

“About an hour, sleepyhead.”

“I had hard work to do last night.”

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