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And knowing that she’s actually excited about having a child—as unexpected as it is—fills me with a deep, instinctual kind of satisfaction. It makes her mine in a way I never dared hope for until now. Before, I always imagined what we had would be temporary. That something would drive us apart—like her father’s death at my hands or my death at his.
But now, we’ve bound ourselves together with something far more primal, a connection that nothing can tear apart. Not even her father.
I realize that getting Sergio Sakharov’s daughter pregnant could very easily spell my death, but right now, I don’t care. I’m so overjoyed to know we created a life together—that we’re going to have a child and I’m going to be a father. And Alina seems confident she wants to keep it.
Not just that. She actually seems ready to put what she saw in the basement behind us. She wants to be with me. Despite everything.
I couldn’t ask for more than that.
Curling her fingers around the back of my neck, Alina pulls my lips up to hers, and it makes my cock throb to know she can taste her tangy arousal on my tongue. I kiss her deeply, sharing the addictive treat as I savor the way her breasts press greedily against my chest.
Alina’s hands travel slowly down my body. Reaching the waistline of my jeans, she works to undo my pants and pauses as she starts to help me strip them off.
“Why are you smirking?” she asks, grinning almost instinctively against my lips in response.
Leaning back just far enough to meet her eyes, I let my grin widen. “Now I get why you were so cavalier about using protection the last few times we had sex.”
She laughs. “Yeah, well, it’s not like I let the lack of a condom stop us our first few times either, did I?”
Chuckling, I quirk an eyebrow. “No, but at least those two times, I pulled out.”
Alina’s smile turns coy, her eyelids drooping into a sultry expression as she traps her lower lip between her teeth. “I just… really like feeling you come inside me. I got excited.”
Snarling playfully, I narrow my eyes. “I might have to punish you for using me like that,” I warn darkly.
Alina giggles. “Careful. I might just like it.”
“Damn, woman. I may never let you leave my apartment now,” I growl, sitting up and grasping her hips to grind her more intensely against my erection.
She laughs, pressing her perfect breasts against my chest as she leans in to kiss me, pressing me back onto the bed. “I hoped you’d say that.”
The effort to remove our clothes doubles, and in an instant, Alina’s straddling me, completely naked, her slick folds gliding along the base of my hard shaft. The sinful pleasure of it drives me wild, and though I know she’s enjoying teasing me, I can’t stand it any longer. I need to be inside her more than I need my next breath.
Grasping her hips firmly, I lift her until my already-weeping tip finds her hot, tight entrance. Then I guide her steadily down onto my throbbing length. Alina groans, the lusty sound making my balls tighten, and my cock twitches as she takes me deep inside her depths.
With my pulse hammering in my rock-hard erection, I grip her hips as she rolls them, her pussy sliding up and down my swollen girth. Her back arches, her fingers combing into her hair as she rides me like a goddess of the Wild West, showing me every perfect inch of her creamy flesh. Her chest rises and falls with each heaving motion, her nipples hard and dark against their soft, full breasts.
As I continue to guide her hips with one hand, I reach up to palm her perfect tits with the other.
“Oh, God, Mishka,” she whimpers, her thighs starting to tremble. Her pace increases, growing more desperate as her need intensifies.
Pinching her nipple lightly between my finger and thumb, I roll it and savor the way her walls ripple along my length in response.
“Come for me, Alina,” I command.
She does.
Crying out, she grinds down hard on top of me as her clit flutters and her pussy throbs.
She pants, her motion slowing as the euphoria overcomes her control. My cock aches with the need for release, and I clench my jaw, holding out so I can savor the way she milks me.
Christ, she’s so perfect I want to make her come until the sun’s high in the sky once more.
Sitting up, I wrap one arm around her hips. Bracing my other palm against the bed behind me, I find better leverage. Then I press my lips to the pulse racing in her throat, and as I suck her sweet skin between my teeth, I hold her so I can thrust up into her, slow and steady.
Moaning, Alina grips my shoulders and leans in to kiss me, relinquishing control of her body to me.
Her walls tighten with each deep penetration, and the whimpers that rush past her lips and down my throat tell me I’ve found her G-spot. She’s not going to take much to launch into a third climax, and the anticipation has me on the brink of animalistic desire.
