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I gasp as Andrei’s jealousy kicks up, and he snarls, furiously pounding my pussy. “He’ll never fucking touch you again. You’re mine. This body is mine. Your heart is mine.” He grabs my left hand and laces our fingers together. “Your Bratva is mine.”
The wedding ring digs into my knuckle, a sharp prick of pain that’s quickly lost in the wake of everything else assailing my body.
I’ve never seen Andrei this unhinged. The comments about collars and tattoos spooked me, but I didn’t think he was serious. Now, though, staring at a man possessed by jealousy, I’m starting to doubt that he was joking, after all.
He comes with a roar, unleashing his seed as deep as possible. But he’s not finished; with one hand holding mine, he uses the other to swirl against my clit.
“Nonono,” I whine, my body convulsing, despite my verbal protests. I’m bruised all over, and my hips ache from the onslaught they just endured. I can’t come.
It might break me.
Andrei’s eyes narrow. “One isn’t enough, zhena.”
“Yes, it is,” I pant, bobbing my head up and down. “I’ve already come three times today?—”
He pinches my clit and my body seizes. It hurts. But right behind the ache is a rush of pleasure that carries me through the pain. I moan loudly, and Andrei’s expression softens when he hears it. “That’s it, baby. One more. Just one more. You’re beautiful when you come, moya zhena.” He lifts my left hand to his lips and kisses my wedding ring. “I want to watch you come undone for me.”
All it takes is a few more strokes and I break, tears streaming down my face as the pressure turns blinding. I start to sob, and within seconds, Andrei is cradling me against his chest.
“You did beautifully, baby. I’m so proud of you.” He cups my face and kisses me tenderly. “Thank you for giving yourself to me.”
Cum drips from my body onto the bedsheets, and a shiver runs down my spine as my body starts to cool. Andrei pulls a blanket over us and continues rubbing my back.
That was a first in many ways. I’ve never been fucked like that before. I’ve never loved the man doing it. I’ve never come so much it hurts.
I’ve never let anyone come inside me, either.
“Are you on the pill?” Andrei asks quietly, stroking my shoulder with his thumb.
No.
I used to be, but it screwed with my hormones so badly that I had to stop. I’ve had painful periods ever since.
I meet Andrei’s eyes and shake my head.
He hums softly in the back of his throat.
“Is that...okay?” I ask, suddenly nervous. I know we talked about having kids, but that was five years ago. We’re different people now.
I’m not sure if I want to have kids anymore. Not after what my father did to me. What Mikhail’s father did to him. I look deep into Andrei’s sapphire eyes, like I can divine the future from within.
Would Andrei make a good father, or would he carry the sins of the past on his shoulders?
“Yes, zhena.” He presses a kiss to my forehead. “You’re perfect just as you are.”
The conversation drifts into silence. Fatigue makes my eyelids heavy, and I start fading fast. I’m exhausted, but my soul is satisfied and my thirst sated.
As I start to fall asleep, my mind wanders to the day’s events. How full the hours were. First the orphanage, then the death ride in Mikhail’s sports car, dinner at Celia’s...
My heart jumps into my throat.
The wedding. My grandmother.
Sitting up, I comb my mess of curls from my eyes. “Andrei. Andrei. Wait, don’t fall asleep yet.”
He cracks open an eye and exhales. “Ready for another round?” The Russian accent that’s missing during the day slurs in his speech, likely brought on by exhaustion. The dark circles under his eyes rival Ezra’s, and yet he’s still trying to satisfy me.
“No, not that.” My face flushes, and he smiles crookedly.
