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His tongue dove into her mouth, invading it the way his cock was invading her pussy. He was everywhere, and her pleasure built and built until it finally overflowed in a shattering orgasm that caught her by surprise in its intensity.
“I’m coming, Lyon.” She didn’t recognize the animal sound of her own voice.
He groaned long and low, spilling into her, thrusting hard and fast, holding onto her like a drowning man clinging to a life raft as he came inside her.
She collapsed, draping her arms over his shoulders, leaning her head against his chest, her hair damp with sweat.
He stroked it and kissed her head. “I’ll never have enough of you, malen'kiy sokol.”
She lifted her head. “I’ll give you everything if you’ll do the same.”
He tightened his arms around her waist, felt their child nudge up against him. “Forever?”
She looked into his eyes. “And always.”
39
He woke the next morning with her arm thrown across his chest, her hair fanned out around their bodies. Sunlight cast columns of golden light on the bed, which meant he’d already slept too late.
But he’d slept. For the first time since he’d been home, he’d slept without a single nightmare.
He kissed her head. He didn’t want to wake her, but there was work to do. The cipher of who Vadim’s men were working for was still circling the back of his head, but it had to be cracked.
And soon.
The bratva couldn’t continue taking the hits it had been taking for the past couple of months.
Something had to give.
He reached over and stroked Kira’s stomach. “Good morning, baby.”
Her eyes fluttered open and she craned her neck to look at him. “Is that for me or the little one?”
He lifted his head to kiss her lips. “Both of you.”
She trailed her fingers over his chest. “Good morning. I suppose you have to get to work.” she said wistfully.
“I do,” he said. “But first, I’d like to take my wife to breakfast.”
She sat up, the covers falling around her hips. She looked like a goddess, her breasts heavy, stomach beautifully round, her hair a sexy mess. “Really?”
He laughed. “I’m not sure anyone has ever greeted me with such excitement at the notion of breakfast, but yes. Let’s get breakfast.”
He didn’t know what the future held. If Kira ended up going into hiding to have their baby, there would be even fewer opportunities to do something normal like have breakfast after a night of great sex.
He wanted to take advantage of every moment to be with her.
They dressed quickly — although he was sorely tempted to take Kira back to bed — and went downstairs. Annie and Zoya were already bickering in the kitchen, so they said a hurried goodbye and made a quick exit before they could get sucked in.
They were pulling on their shoes near the elevator when Lyon’s gaze fell on the vase of flowers on the console. “Who’s sending my wife flowers?”
Kira sighed. “They’re from Ivan.”
Lyon stilled, the puzzle in his mind shifting. “Ivan?’
“He sent them after the baby shower,” Kira said. “I meant to throw them out. I’ve just been so busy at the house, and I forgot to mention it to Zoya.”
He combed through the pieces in his mind. “What was it my mother said when you visited her? About a game?”
