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“Moya lyubov.”
I hum contentedly when she combs her fingers through my hair. “I feel like I should call you something, too.”
“Like what?”
“Like… Handsome? My darling. Sweetie? Honey bun?”
I laugh for the first time in forever. A real, hearty laugh. “Darling has a nice ring to it.”
She kisses my cheeks, the tip of my nose. “Hello, darling.”
My heart sings at the sound, her sweet voice washing over me like a lullaby. The bath is just about ready, so I continue my work, carefully removing her bra and undies with the utmost care. She’s too precious to me, requires my diligence and cautious handling. I want to keep Aurora safe—from Konstantin, from the world. I’d die a happy man as long as she and our little one are well looked after.
I help her into the water first, holding her hand tight as she sinks below the water’s surface. I shimmy out of my pants and join her not long after, taking a seat behind her so Aurora can lean carefully against my chest. The heat of the water soaks into my skin, my muscles. We both let out a sigh, at ease.
And there we remain for a good twenty, thirty minutes. Maybe an hour. Who knows? Aurora and I both know we’re not out of complete danger yet, but at least it’s no longer imminent. I can hold her for as long as I want to without worrying my uncle will pop up out of nowhere to throw me back down into The Pit. I don’t have to worry about Aurora being alone in that big mansion, away from me where I can’t protect her.
She allows her head to tilt back against my shoulder, the ends of her hair soaking wet. The heat gives her skin a lovely pink glow. Her body is so soft and smooth. I cup water in my hands just to pour it over her shoulders, reveling in the simple sight of water droplets rolling over her curves.
These quiet pleasures help me understand my place in the world. What good is running a company if she isn’t there to share in my accomplishments? What good is being the head of the Antonov Bratva if I can’t have her by my side? I think I’d still be happy even if we were dirt poor, barely getting by, with nothing to our names, as long as I get to call Aurora mine.
I slip my hand beneath the water’s surface, stroking the peaks of her breasts, the slight bump of her belly, the expanse of her inner thighs. Aurora moans softly, parting her legs to give me better access. I tease her folds, drawing small, lazy circles against her.
“Misha…”
“Feel good,moya lyubov?”
Aurora half-laughs, half-sighs. “Yeah. Just like that, darling. Feels really good.”
I press a kiss to her temple. “Relax. Let me take care of you.”
Her body trembles with pleasure as I tease her clit some more, her folds slick with arousal even under our bath water. I adore the flush of her cheeks, the way her lips part for every soft moan. Seeing her like this is addicting, better than alcohol, drugs, and power. Aurora tilts her head to the side, kissing me languidly as I continue my work. I can tell she’s getting close, her breaths coming in tight pants and her moans growing higher and more desperate with each brush of my fingers.
She shatters, her release leaving her breathless and writhing against me. I claim her lips for my own, adoring the way she smiles into it. Slowly, Aurora turns and kneels between my open legs, sliding her hand down my chest towards my cock. I’ve hardly noticed how hard I am because I’ve been so intent on her pleasure.
“Your turn,” she purrs as she wraps her long fingers around my shaft.
She strokes slowly, peppering my face with light kisses as she works up a steady rhythm. A tight coil of heat begins to build deep within my core, her hand giving me just the right amount of friction. Aurora drags her teeth along my bottom lip, pulling a growl from my chest.
“Dammit, woman, you drive me crazy.”
“I take it as a compliment.”
“I’m not going to last long if you keep up.”
“That’s kind of the point, darling.”
“Get on top,” I say gruffly. “I need to be inside you.”
With a devilish grin, Aurora climbs onto my lap, straddling me between her thighs. She sinks slowly onto my cock, inch by careful inch, her knees trembling as she splits herself open. Aurora has her hands on my shoulders for stability, our lips sealed together in a kiss. With my hands on either side of her waist, I help her move, our bodies rocking together in pursuit of shared pleasure.
“That’s it,moya lyubov,” I groan. “Just like that.”
“God, you make me feel so full,” she whimpers against my lips. “I love you, Mikhail.”
“I love you, too. So fucking much.”
Bliss finds us, brilliant and bright. We hold onto each other tight as we ride our high, the rest of the world fading into the background. Nothing else matters except her and me and this quiet moment. I would gladly give my life if it meant I could give a million years of this peace.
