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I pull her to the center of the bed and lay her down while showering her with kisses. We keep our eyes on each other while I pull down my pants and expose my cock to her. She clenches her jaw while taking a glance at my size. She takes a deep breath and gives me a nod.

I crawl between her legs and spread them wider while raising her knees. Sasha holds her breath while I wet my shaft on her moist slit. I support the back of her head and kiss her while sliding my cock into her opening. "Tell me when I need to stop," I whisper into her ears.

Sasha cries a little when I thrust my cock until something blocks me. She closes her eyes; I can imagine her pain. It's her first time, and despite her weight, my cock is still huge for her tight pussy. "Kiss me," I order her, and she does as told.

“Stop,” she mutters when I push against the barrier. “Gabriel.”

“It’s okay, my Sasha. Just move your hips against mine, and everything will be fine,” I tell her – kissing her between phrases.

I kiss a tear on her cheeks and push deeper into her. She cries again but doesn't ask me to stop. I thrust against her, and she counters it with her hips. She releases short moans while our bodies move against each other. I help ease her pain with kisses.

Sasha clings to my neck with one hand while her other hand stays on my chest. Her mouth keeps parting when I thrust against her. I slide one of my arms on the back of her knees and push her legs higher to her waist. My cock slides deeper inside her, making her cry as I touch a spot. Her pussy walls tightly squeeze me while my crotch enjoys the softness of her chubby folds.

"Gabriel," she calls when I finally find the spot that pleases her most.

Her fingers claw on my back, scratching me while we move against each other. My name becomes lyrics to the music she makes. Sasha takes heavy breaths just as I grunt hard. She becomes enthusiastic and wraps her legs around my hips. She pushes my butt with the heel of her feet, urging me to thrust in her deeper.

I raise her hips higher and ram her pussy wilder. Sasha smiles when our eyes meet. Our smiles turn into giggles when I hasten the pace. The giggles turn into moans and grunts when I intensify my thrusts. Sasha brokenly calls my name and whimpers, "Please."

I torridly kiss her and rise away from her. She becomes puzzled but quickly gets it when I raise her legs. She grabs onto the sheets while I thrust in and out of her. Sasha becomes restless as I push her closer to orgasm. I hold her hands and place them over her head. She spreads her knees and moves them higher. I push down on her while keeping her hands over her head.

"Gabriel," she calls again. Her breath brushes against my neck. I look at her face and move against her.

Her eyes stay with me. But she rolls them when the pleasure overwhelms her. Excitement covers me when I see her about to reach her orgasm. Her toes curl and press against my outer thigh as she tries to hold back from cumming – as if waiting for me to allow her.Great.She's everything I want her to be. Submissive, romantic, and gullible.

I hasten my moves to reach my climax with her. Sasha becomes a bit quiet and only releases soft whimpers. Her toes can almost drill a hole in my thighs. She's about to break my fingers from grasping my hand too hard. The pain brings me delight and adds sensation to my cock.

Suddenly, I feel my balls tighten while my cock engorges inside her. Sasha's walls get ready to milk my cock.Shit!I didn't use protection. I look at Sasha's face. Her eyes are half-closed while her irises are about to roll up. A little more and she'll explode. I can't pull out; I also want to feel the heat of her first orgasm. I take a deep breath and continue fucking her. Sasha gasps and tenses under me. Her walls wrap around my cock and help me cum. I become rigid on top of her while releasing everything inside her. Sasha moans and caresses my shoulders. She must enjoy the hotness of my cum inside her. We savor the pleasures of cumming together for a few seconds before I drop on her chest.

Her body is hot as mine; her heart thumps as loud as mine. We chase our breaths together. I feel hers blowing above my head while I blow on her chest. As our bodies begin to relax, Sasha lightly scratches my back as if cuddling me like a sleepy baby. A smile forms on my lips as happiness slowly crawls into my heart.

For the first time in a long time, I feel happy. And strangely, it's not because my revenge plans are moving. But it is because I feel loved – when I shouldn’t be.

“Can we stay like this for a long time?” Sasha asks.

I look at her for a while.Can we stay like this for a long time?Five years, I planned everything – from having her to killing her. Should I stop? Can I stop?

She’s innocent, but I was too. And Xerxes still wanted me dead. No. I can’t stop.

Epilogue

Dmitri

"Are you serious?" My sister, Divina, asks my father. She picks up the tablet with an image on the screen and shows it to me. "Meet your future wife."

I glance at my father before looking at the picture. The grayish-green eyes of the woman draw me in.Sasha Belov.Divina shows the other people in the room the image of Sasha. I admit; she's different from the many women in our circle. She's not the hot type I would instantly fuck at the back of the door. But her beauty is unequal. Even my sister, who thinks she's the prettiest in the world, can't match it.

"You don't have to treat her like one. We only need the funds that come with her," my father explains. "You can fuck her until she bears an heir. After that, you can take another woman and make her your wife in bed."

I take my glass of whiskey and take the iPad from Divina. I throw the gadget on the other couch and drink my whiskey. "I just had two women last night. I guess I'll enjoy having a woman who is the size of two women."

The whole room cracks up at my joke. My mother sits next to my father. She smiles at me and says, “You can also say this is fate. We tried to fix a marriage between you two when she was only a toddler.”

“But her mother firmly objected to it. And aren’t we thankful?” my father answers with a laugh.

I join their laughter while I glance at the gadget again. My mother is right; I still remember that day. I was eleven, and Sasha was around three. Even then, her eyes already had me. Xerxes Belov kept telling me how lovely his daughter was, and if I wanted to marry her someday, I needed to love her from that day on. I didn't understand anything about love yet. Even now. But I did think of marrying Sasha for a few days.

Our families are friends – somehow. Everyone in the Bratva is a friend unless you become more ambitious than the others. I often see her at family parties and watch her grow into a little girl. But when her mother died, I don't know what Xerxes did, but she suddenly put on some weight after becoming a teen.

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