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I didn’t give a shit that we were on a balcony where anyone could see or hear; I couldn’t contain my loud groan when my girl slid my tip slowly out of the tight clasp of her throat—but bobbed her head up and down, dangerously fast.
My eyes would have crossed if I didn’t have them shut. My fucking toes curled, breathing wrecked, heat crawling up my chest into my face as she sucked me dry.
Fuck me. Fucking hell.
“Vasya, I willdie,”I gasped when she ran her tongue up and down my softening cock.
She laughed through her nose, pressing kisses instead. “Pretty sure you wouldn’t die.”
“Would,” I argued eloquently.
Her next laugh was richer. It filled my gut with butterfly wings and drew a wistful sigh from my chest.
“Come here,” I begged when she tucked my cock away and zipped my trousers up, every bit as sweet as she was dangerous. I pulled her into a hug when she rested her cute little ass on my lap, bone-deep relief making my eyes heavy-lidded, my mind slow. “I’ll give you seven orgasms, but let me remember how to breathe first.”
“Seven?”she asked, her voice shooting higher.
“One for every hour I was away from you,” I explained, prising my eyelids apart to look at her perfect face, drawn irresistibly to her lips. I kissed her slowly, thoroughly, and refused to stop until she squirmed on me. I bet my wife was already soaked just from sucking my cock.
She looped her arms around my neck, taking control of our next kiss, this one deep and claiming.
“I’m yours,” I promised her. From now until forever.
CHAPTER 10
VASILISA
“This is excessive,” I muttered as Raegan used a diffuser on my wet hair. “My hair is naturally curly; you don’t need to make itcurlier.”
“Oh, shush,” she huffed. “We’re going fordefinedcurls. Trust me, you’re gonna look amazing. And that sparkly black jumpsuit is going to make Damien’s heart stop.”
“Hopefully not literally,” I muttered, submitting to the spiky torture device she was using on my hair.
“You know Damien,” Rose said, dropping a makeup bag on the dresser table in front of me, her own brown hair falling in glossy waves over her shoulder, a sapphire dress bringing out the rich caramel of her skin tone and her deep blue eyes. “He’d pass out and then come right back. He’s far too stubborn to stay dead.”
A week had passed since Damien was arrested, and while I’d never been scared that he’d die, I was still sensitive to the idea of losing him.
“Nope!” Rae said loudly, grabbing my face. “No frowning, only smiling. This is your big day. Night. Whatever.”
“I had my big day two months ago,” I reminded her, nodding at Rose when she asked permission to touch my face. Rae reluctantly let go of me.
I’d admired Rose’s makeup ever since we first met, and I was curious to see how I’d look when she was done with me. She had a light touch, but her own makeup enhanced the curves of her eyes and the sweep of her cheekbones. Whenever I tried contouring—which was often now I’d discovered the makeup side of social media—I looked like I’d lost a wrestling match with the twins. I paid attention while Rose swept concealer and light foundation over my face, using a sixth of the product I did—oops—and confidently buffed it in a single area instead and dragging it way too far up my face.
By the time she was done, I looked even prettier than I had on my wedding day, and my winged liner was sharp enough to cut. I grinned, not entirely recognising the badass, smokey-eyed woman in the mirror.
“You’re amazing,” I told Rose.
“Rae’s pouting,” Wyn laughed as she strode into the bedroom with a large velvet jewellery box in her hands. “You better tell her she’s amazing before she throws a tantrum.”
Ah. Oops.
“My hair hasneverlooked this good,” I told Raegan and really, genuinely meant it. My curls were fuller, defined as she promised, andsilky.I had no idea my messy riot could be silky. “Seriously. Are you a miracle worker?”
She sniffed, her nose turned up. “Pity compliments.”
“Genuine compliments,” I corrected, a smile pulling at my cheeks.
She huffed, but she couldn’t fight a smile. “You do look killer. Except that lip iswaytoo polite.”
