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“I would do anything for you,” I promise.
My pulse quickens as Mishka rises slowly from his chair, his arms traveling up my body until they’re twined around my waist. “I would do anything for you too, lyubimaya,” he breathes.
And his lips cover mine in a searing kiss.
32
MISHKA
Alina gasps, her lips parting with mine, and her kiss is slow and soft, her tongue lightly brushing across the pulse of my split and swollen lip. Her touch is achingly tender, like she can feel each blow Sergio’s men delivered at Viktor’s command.
But I don’t care about the pain. Bruised ribs will heal. And what’s another scar when I have more than enough already? All that matters is the woman in my arms, the way she loves me so completely.
She risked her life for me tonight.
She put her body on the line to shield me.
And though I could be furious with her for compromising her safety—and our baby’s—there’s no doubt in my mind she’s the only reason I didn’t die right then and there, in the foyer of her family home.
Every time I work myself up to get angry, I get lost in my awe at her selfless bravery. She stood up to the most powerful man in Boston and got him to hear her out. She faced her father—a man who has controlled her life without question—and told him he couldn’t kill me.
The girl’s got balls of steel.
And I love her so desperately, I think my heart might just explode.
Running my hands over her full hips, I hoist her off the ground, wrapping her legs around me. Her arms rest on my shoulders, her fingers combing into my hair as she keeps our lips sealed in a fiery kiss.
Blindly stepping up to the kitchen counter, I ease her onto the clean surface, and I take the opportunity to savor the way her skin-tight jeans hug her curves. My fingers work their way beneath the hem of her shirt, and Alina’s breath hitches when I palm her breast over the lace of her bra.
She’s still wearing the same clothes we dropped her off in earlier, which tells me she was waiting for us to come home. She must have been worried and watched closely to time her intervention so perfectly. I don’t know how else she would have known I was in dire straits. How someone so empathetic, so loving could come from such a brutal family, I don’t know. But I cherish her for it.
“Are you still wet from before, zlyuchka?” I murmur, flicking open the button of her jeans.
“Still wet. Wet again. I never stop craving you,” she breathes. “I get wet every time you walk through the door.”
A groan issues from my throat as I work my hand inside her tight jeans, slipping my fingers beneath the flimsy fabric of her panties. When I find her silken folds, she’s tantalizingly slick and ready for me.
“Good girl,” I murmur, my cock throbbing with the need to fill her.
To help satisfy the intense urge, I slide two fingers inside her warm entrance, and Alina whimpers, her gasping breaths rushing past my ear.
“My brave, beautiful, perfect woman,” I purr, fingering her more urgently as I breathe in her heavenly scent.
Alina’s pussy tightens around me, responding to the possessive praise. She loves it when I lay claim to her, and I love that she wants to be mine. Because I don’t think I could let her go if I tried, and it fills me with a deep, carnal satisfaction to know that I’ll never have to now.
She gave herself to me, body and soul, and soon—but not soon enough—we’ll be married, starting a family of our own.
We have nothing to hide—no more hurdles standing in our way.
Within a month, Alina will be my wife.
My cock throbs, straining against the seam of my pants at the thought.
“Take off your shirt, lyubimaya,” I command as I stroke her G-spot with my fingers, rolling my thumb over her clit.
Hips rocking in time with my penetration, Alina does as I say without question, shrugging out of her shirt and tossing it aside. She removes her bra next, exposing her full, pert breasts and pebbled nipples for me to admire.
Leaning in, I trap one between my teeth and give it a soft pinch. Alina moans, her walls rippling around my fingers as she nears climax. With a wicked grin, I withdraw my hand from her panties, and her exasperated gasp makes me chuckle.
