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God, I love this woman. I love her so much it makes my chest ache. I can scarcely breathe with the crushing force of my feelings for her. I would hang the moon for her. I would lay the world at her feet if she asked me to. And I know without a shadow of a doubt that I want to spend the rest of my life with her.
“Alina?”
“Hmm?” she hums contentedly, the sound almost drowsy in her bliss. But when I don’t continue, she lifts her head, propping herself on one forearm so she can peer down at me.
She’s so beautiful, bruised cheek, bandaged wrists, and all, I think she might just be the most striking woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. The love in her gaze now almost undoes me. Reaching up, I comb her silken hair behind her ear and run my thumb along her delicate jawline.
Then I peer deep inside her crystal blue eyes.
“Will you marry me?”
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ALINA
My heart stutters in my chest, his proposal filling me with warmth.
Tears of joy sting my eyes, and somehow, though it’s entirely unexpected and I doubt Mishka had any plans to propose to me when he picked me up tonight, this is exactly how I would have wanted it. Wrapped in a blanket of bliss, lost in each other’s eyes, I can feel the love radiating from him, enveloping me.
“Yes.” I nod, my cheeks hurting from the strength of my smile. “Yes, I’ll marry you.”
Sobbing laughter bubbles from my chest as his devastating smile knocks me off my feet. And then he’s kissing me again, his fingers cradling my head as he lavishes me with passionate affection.
It’s impossible not to get swept up in his joy.
I’m astonished that the man I used to consider stoic and grumpy could be so full of sweet, tender emotion. Each caress is filled with devotion, every kiss a testament to the depths of his feelings for me.
And I know deep in my heart that I made the right choice.
I can trust Mishka.
I have faith that he will never hurt me.
Somehow, against all odds and despite the completely different worlds we come from, we found each other. We’ve weathered the storms that have threatened to tear us apart. And I would do anything to spend my life with him.
Gathering me into his arms, Mishka rolls on top of me, and I can feel his excitement pressing against my belly. It doesn’t matter that he just finished giving me three mind-blowing orgasms. The pressure of his growing erection has me eager for more. I wrap my legs around him, arching against his firm body to show my anticipation.
His lips kiss a searing line down my throat, and I gasp when he playfully nips the tender flesh. Rolling my hips, I silently beg to have him inside me.
“God, I could make love to you all night,” he rasps.
“Yes, please,” I moan, my fingers pressing into his muscular back as he palms my ass.
Lifting my hips, he shifts my angle to align us perfectly, and with one powerful thrust, he’s buried inside me to the hilt. I cry out, my eyes rolling into the back of my head as my walls throb greedily around him.
“God, you’re so wet it doesn’t even matter how perfectly tight you are, lyubimaya. I can just… slide inside.”
“Mm-hmm,” I whimper, my spine tingling with anticipation as I hover on the precipice of release before he’s even started to move.
And when he does, an orgasm rips through me without warning.
A string of Russian curses issues from his lips as I shudder and twitch beneath him, my clit throbbing and my pussy gripping him again and again.
“You make it so hard to go slow and gentle when you come like that, zlyuchka.” The strain in his voice makes him almost hoarse, and a thrill ripples through me to know how turned on he is.
Smiling wickedly, I run my fingers down his back to grip his fine, muscular backside. “I can’t help it when you go around mauling me right after turning me on with a proposal.”
Chuckling, Mishka settles into a tantalizingly slow, erotic pace, hitting all the right places as he presses inside me then eases out. He looks deep into my eyes as he runs his fingers down the side of my face, his thumb brushing my lower lip and dragging it down on his sultry path.
