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She’d better hope that pendant protects her. Because having her bare ass at my mercy is pushing me beyond the point of no return.

My cock pushes in between her ass cheeks until I find her wet pussy. She’s dripping wet, and I slide inside her without even trying. Neither of us need to warm up. Every moment since we met has been foreplay for this one.

I fill her slowly, feeling her stretch to accommodate me.

It’s hard to restrain myself, because I want to ram into her. I want to consume her body and destroy her with my cock and leave no trace of her former life behind. I want to set fire to everything that was Paige so I can build a new version of her from the ashes.

But I hold back, aware of the life she’s carrying inside her. A heartbeat that we created together.

The glint of her ring catches my eyes as she flattens her palms against the table, reacting to my thrusts with fresh sparkles like it’s alive. And suddenly, I feel it.

I feel my newly married status. I feel the heady euphoria of ownership, of possession, of responsibility. The weight of what I’ve picked up.

She’s wearing my ring.

She’s carrying my child.

She’s fuckingmine.

The word echoes in my head with every inch deeper I move inside of her. When I’m fully buried, I feel the demon inside me roar to life.

And then there’s no more holding back.

I fuck her harder and harder, my thrusts getting increasingly demanding until her moans turn to breathy whimpers of pleasure.

I don’t stop. Not until I feel her constrict around me, vibrating with orgasm.

But that’s not enough. I drag a seat free from the table, sit down in it, and pull her on top of me, her back to my front. I clasp her earlobe between my teeth as I fuck into her from below. She’s hot and writhing on my dick, and when I pass my thumb over her parted lips, she sucks on it greedily. The moans spilling free from her throat go thrumming through me like electric current.

“Come for me,kiska,” I snarl in her.

Like I flipped a switch, she does exactly as I said.

This one milks me free. She clamps down hard, biting my thumb and crying out around it as I spill all of me inside of her. It lasts a fucking eternity, both of us riding the edge of the orgasm that won’t end.

Until, finally, it does.

Her legs are so shaky in the aftermath that she can barely stand. I carry her to the hammock hanging in the corner and settle her down in it. She splays back as soon as I’ve released her, legs akimbo, face flushed and relaxed with heady pleasure. Her body glistens with a light sheen of sweat. She’s completely naked except for the pendant that hangs between her breasts. It and the ring on her finger continue to drink up the light.

I bring her water in a crystal champagne flute, the only thing that survived the wreckage we just inflicted on the table.

“Vse dlya sem’i.” I intone for her benefit. Her eyes fall immediately to the dog tag I’m wearing. “‘Everything for the family.’”

She blinks in surprise as she processes. “That’s what it means?” I nod and she smiles softly. “That’s very… sentimental.”

“It belonged to my brother.” I’m not sure why I give her that piece of information. She doesn’t know enough to ask, and I could have easily gotten away with guarding that secret.

But part of me suddenly doesn’t want to keep things tucked away in the cobwebby darkness beneath my brother’s grave. For the first time in years, part of me wants to speak his name. Share his story. Show the world what he taught me and what he meant.

She touches her own pendant. “This is from my best friend. Clara. She’s gone, too.”

There’s a story there that I have yet to hear. Another hurdle of trust I’ve yet to cross. But for right now, I’m content to sit beside her and drink champagne.

I hold out my champagne flute. “To Clara. To Maksim.”

She raises her glass, clinking the lip against mine, and adds, “To love we cannot forget.”

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