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But knowing without a doubt that he wants to be with me—even when I’m overly emotional and acting crazy—makes everything feel so much more manageable. Maybe he won’t find the concept of being a dad nearly as daunting as I imagined. A wave of excitement washes through me at the prospect that he might even look forward to the thought of having a child.
Don’t get ahead of yourself, Alina. This pregnancy will still put Mishka’s life at risk.
His arms wrap around me, pulling me close against his chest. The kiss deepens, lighting my soul on fire. I can’t tell if it’s my heart or his hammering so insistently against my ribs, but it fills me with an aching passion that steals my breath away.
In an instant, I want Mishka more desperately than I’ve ever needed him before.
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MISHKA
Alina kisses me with desperate passion, obliterating every responsible thought from my mind. Her arms pull me close as she clings to me like it’s the last time. My heart throbs.
And it makes me want her all the more.
I know I shouldn’t.
We’re in Sergio Sakharov’s house, beneath his very nose—and the men are waiting on me.
But as I hold his angelic daughter in my arms, I can’t seem to help myself. My addiction to Alina is undeniable, and hearing that she loves me wipes away all my common sense. Logic has no place in the presence of my love for her.
Her fingers tangle in my hair, and my quickly swelling cock is suddenly rock-hard.
God, I want to make love to her. Passionately. Without holding back.
Hands traveling over her body, I grope her, searching for relief but only finding more reasons to crave her. Her trim, athletic back, her full hips, the swell of her breasts that press against me with every ragged breath.
Her lips claim mine with an aggression that makes me groan, and when her tongue darts between my teeth, I ache to be inside her.
Keeping her pinned against the door with my hips, I slide my hands beneath her soft sweater, finding the waistband of her leggings. I hook my thumbs inside them and shove them down. She steps quickly out of them, kicking her feet to help with the last few inches.
Then her hands are on my belt, jerking me forward as she unbuckles it impatiently. I grin darkly at the desperation with which she handles me. She’s just as eager as I am for this moment.
And nothing on God’s green earth is going to stop me now.
We don’t bother taking off more clothes than necessary, and as I wrap my arm around Alina’s waist, she grips my shaft to help guide me to her entrance. I lift her, wrapping her legs around my hips as I pin her against the door once more.
Then I’m inside her.
Alina gasps as I press deep into her depths, stretching her tight walls as I sink up to the hilt. She buries her face in the hollow of my neck to muffle her sensual sounds of pleasure. Her soft lips tease my skin as she whimpers, murmuring something I desperately want to hear. The feather-light vibrations drive me wild.
Her pussy is sinfully wet and ready for me, and I have to wonder if telling her I love her is all it took to make her want me so badly. I know it’s what made my cock do a full salute. Three words broke my self-restraint, and now here I am, taking Alina up against a door just three rooms down from her father’s office.
One hand braced against the wood surface, the other arm snuggly wrapped around her waist, I slide in and out of Alina at a furious pace. We don’t have time for romance right now, but I fully intend to take my time with her when I get the chance.
I want to reward her properly for telling me she loves me. Because hearing those words fulfills me in a way I never knew they could. I want to worship Alina’s body, and I fully intend to the next time I have her to myself for more than these few stolen minutes.
“Oh, God,” she whimpers, her arms tightening around my neck to better muffle her euphoric sounds.
Her walls tighten around me, inviting me deeper inside her depths.
I bite back a groan, fighting to remain silent, but it’s painfully hard when I’m claiming her body with the greedy desperation of a man gone mad with lust. Only it’s a deep, loving desire that drives me now.
I almost don’t care that our rough, passionate pace is in danger of calling someone’s attention. Her hips meet the solid door every time I thrust inside her. And it feels so good, I can’t stop myself. I can’t even slow down.
Thankfully, the wood is solid, but I don’t dare move her now in case someone comes to investigate. At least this way, we’re forming a kind of barricade. Because I don’t intend to quit until I make her come.
Alina lifts her face from my neck, leaving the ghost of her lips tingling against my skin.
