Page 93 of The Bratva's Beast


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My. Wife.

Two months later, I still think I'd wake up one day without the rings on our fingers.

"Fuck! Styosha!" She cried out in pleasure under me, her body tensing and trembling with her release.

Gritting my teeth with a groan, my hips stilled against hers after a few sloppy thrusts as my own release rushed out of me. "Chert, vot i vse, khoroshaya devochka."

Threading my fingers through her hair, I fisted the back of her head and pulled her head up off the pillow for a heated kiss. "Such a good girl for me." I groaned against her lips after breaking the kiss.

"Not fair, my brain's always mush whenever you fuck me awake like this." She whined with a pout, letting her head flop back onto the pillow after I let her go. "You little somnophiliac." Her voice was muffled by the pillow slightly.

Rolling my eyes, I let out a short huff of a chuckle before kissing her temple. "Rest, I'll make us some breakfast and leave it on the table for you. I'll be in my office if you need me."

"Mhmmtay. Love you." Hanna hummed before dozing off.

Just like every day for the past two months, I'd wake up to Hanna in my arms, then fucked her—or she fucks me—before going about my usual routine and cooping myself up in my home office. I'd been stuck at the house since I was cleared to be released home. I tried to return to the office a few times before deciding to work from home when I couldn't find the energy to last the day. No matter. I have had Hanna home most of the time nowadays since she shifted her focus onto hunting her aunt down. I also might've put her on more research-based assignments to keep her from going out much.

However nice it was though, we—mainly me—were getting stir crazy. I wanted to go for a nice run or a chase through the forest, but unfortunately, I was still under restrictions. As embarrassing as it was to admit, I could barely have sex with Hanna currently.

Hanna certainly got a kick out of this whole recovery situation, though. Damn brat enjoyed the fact I couldn't fully punish her because I had to take it easy; granted, I proved her wrong after she pushed my buttons too much. I had Hanna at my mercy with some rope and remote controlled toys.

Just like now, after she decided to be a little brat and talk back to me after making a small mess by knocking things over, I had her hogtied on the couch in my office with a vibrator strapped against her clit.

I had to give her some credit, though; she lasted well until after lunchtime before she started to act up. "I'm trying to do work over here, little tigress. If you can't keep quiet then I'll have to gag you." I playfully threatened her with a lighthearted chuckle.

"You're so mean, Daddy." She whined with a soft sob before squealing from her orgasm.

"You're the one who wanted to come, so that's what I'm giving you. You could have been patient and waited until I was done with my work, but you decided to strip and finger fuck yourself to an orgasm even after I warned you what'd happen if you disobeyed me." I couldn't help the smugness from showing through in my voice and on my face.

"I'll behave, I won't be bad, just please no more." She begged with a sobbing groan.

"You see, I would show you some mercy if you actually meant it and I actually believe you. We've done this song and dance before, little tigress." Especially with how much of a brat she'd been lately, the moment she got her second wind after I released her, she'd be all up in my face.

With one last look at my lovely little brat of a wife, I went back to work, taking my sweet time to drag out her little punishment. She didn't want to wait for her orgasms, so I gave her what she wanted. Granted, now she had orgasms whether she wanted to or not.

My eyes dawdled over to her from my desk, smirking widely behind the hand I'd placed over my jaw to prop it up. "Are you ready to apologize genuinely?"

"Yes, please, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for not listening to you, I'm sorry for being a brat, I'm sorry, just please, please, I won't get uppity again like that, please." Her words came out frantic between her panting moans.

Slowly, I got up and went over to her, watching her eyes grow hopeful with relief the closer I got. Standing next to the couch, I let my eyes drink her beauty in as I lazily trailed my fingers down her tantalizing figure, taking in every little dip of her toned muscles, the swell of her breasts, the lines in on her abdomen, all the way down to her throbbing pussy.

Fingering the harness straps, I smirked at her playfully as I purposedly dragged out the process of undoing the straps. "What have we learned?" I questioned with a raised brow.

"To listen to Daddy." Hanna whimpered with a remorseful frown. "And that everything belongs to you, even me, all of me. My body, my pleasure, my orgasms, everything, belongs to you, Daddy."

Unable to help it, I smiled proudly at her and leaned down to kiss her deeply. "Good girl." I praised with the same smile before removing everything from her soaked cunt.

"One more," I said in a deep voice, sinking two of my fingers into her deeply and curling them against her sweet spot. "Come one more time for Daddy."

Hanna didn't fight it as I finger fucked her—hard and slow—into one more release, only slowing down to a complete stop after her clenched walls finally released my fingers. "Takaya khoroshaya devochka dlya papy. YA tak toboy gorzhus'." I chuckled lowly against her lips before capturing them in a bruising kiss.

"I love you, Hanna." And I'll never, ever stop.

"I love you too, Stepan, so much." The blissful smile and adoring look in her eyes brought a happy smile to my face.

"I know, and I'll never take any of it for granted, ever. I'll spend every day for the rest of our lives showing you just how much I love you and how grateful I am for you and your love." I promise her with a deep, passionate kiss after taking hold of her face.

BANG!

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