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“Only for you, Solnishko.”
I believed him. His softness had only ever been reserved for me, and it made it so much easier to love and appreciate every inch of him. I went back in, devouring him mercilessly. For thirty years of my life, I’d never thought I would find something like this—someone who supported and cherished me so fervently—but here I was. I wrapped my arms around his neck and lost myself in him as he stroked me between the thighs and held me close.
I was finally free of danger and fear.
I was free of the restraints my father had used to tie me down for many years.
“Stunning,” he growled, nipping my lips and unzipping his pants. I lifted myself as he pulled himself free from his pants. I could have drooled at the sight of him there, a bead of his want glistening at the tip of his cock.
“I want to thank you properly,” I told him, glancing toward the dunes to our right. The beach on the other side was private enough that nobody should see us. He grinned wildly, reaching over me and pushing the door to the passenger’s side open widely before smacking my ass lightly. I squealed and sprung from the car, taking care to step out of my panties and leave them on the floorboards as I went. My dress lifted slightly in the breeze, and I held it down as I trudged up the dune, his hand pressing into my back as we went.
On the other side, there was a private beach with nobody in sight.
I whirled on him, placing my hands on his chest and in one swift motion, dropping to my knees before him.
“Oh, Solnishko,” he said, his accent thickening on the words. “You’re going to drive me fucking mad.”
I pulled him from where he’d haphazardly tucked himself into his pants, fisting him and licking up his shaft. He released a few curses in both English and Russian as I finally captured him between my lips and sucked. His hand wound in my hair, and pushed me deeper, and I gagged. The sound brought a growl from him as he pulled me away from his cock. I didn’t have time to react as he turned me and slammed me into the sand, grabbing my hips with his large hands and bringing them up to meet him.
I screamed as he slammed into me, my fists curling in the sand and allowing it to flow through my fingertips as I looked on at the ocean.
“Louder,” he demanded, and I allowed my moaning to grow unfathomably loud. I allowed him to slam into me without restraint as the pleasure grew with each thrust. The warm sand between my palms gave me an outlet, and as it ran between my fingers and his grip bruised my hips, I couldn’t stop myself from exploding with pleasure.
He came barreling to his release right alongside me. With the waves crashing and gulls shouting, we panted in deep breaths of ocean air, and I voiced something else that I’d been wanting to say.
“I can’t wait for you to be a part of this baby’s life,” I told him, a lock of my hair falling into my face. “All the highs, lows, and in-between moments. I can’t wait to share them all with you.”
Epilogue
Viktor Nikolaev
I looked around the room, surrounded by friends and family, and wondered if Sean’s first birthday had been like this. I glanced over at my ten-year-old son, sitting with his best friend at a table on the other side of the room, and the contentment that filled my chest was all-consuming.
Ciara rushed around the room, playing hostess to all the people who attended—mostly friends from her new job at the elementary school. Many of them brought their infants and toddlers, and all of them ran around with an energy I admired. Ciara paused in the center of the room, holding a tray of cupcakes as she spoke to one of the other second-grade teachers who came to our house for playdates regularly.
Ciara’s laugh lit up the room as she tipped her head back and placed her free hand on her chest. The ring that I’d given her sparkled on her finger. It wasn’t big enough, but Ciara hadn’t allowed me to get anything more monstrous.
“Cute kids, man,” one of the dads Ciara invited said, patting me on the back.
My expression deadpanned as I looked at him, then at the toddling babies scaling the outermost table. Both boys, both one-year-old today, followed one another in their exploration around the room. Falcon wobbled but walked on his own, and Trey followed closely, almost ready to take the leap of unassisted walking, yet not quite there yet.
“They take after their mom.”
“So do mine. Ash takes after her in just about every way. He—”
I tuned out the words as he delved into a story about his wife’s personality, and the kids who did everything just like her. I’d promised Ciara to be on my best behavior. I swore I wouldn’t pull a weapon or terrify anyone into silence, but I didn’t fit in. I wasn’t made for pleasantries and meaningless conversations, but I’d do whatever Ciara wanted, even if it meant suffering through a 2-hour Birthday Party.
At some point the man wandered off, ideally noticing that I didn’t give a fuck about what he was saying. Falcon tripped and nearly wiped out on the floor, but his brother’s body kept him from falling.
“The twins are having fun.”
I whipped my head around to where Andrei lingered at my back, looking down at my sons with pride. “They’re just excited that they can get into things,” I told him, shaking my head at where Falcon grabbed a lady’s purse and pulled it to the ground. As if tag-teaming the robbery, Trey grabbed a fistful of whatever he could grab and crawled away quickly.
The woman didn’t seem to notice as Trey bolted with her belongings, all the way across the room and straight into Sean. My oldest son glanced down at his brother and held out a hand. Trey dropped the contents into his brother’s out-turned grasp and laughed at whatever he found there before ruffling Trey’s hair and getting back to his card game with his friend.
“How does it feel?”
That was such a difficult question to answer as I took it all in. I thought back to the last year of my life with the family I’d always wanted—three sons and a beautiful wife at my side—and realized there wasn’t a single thing I would have traded. Ciara managed to birth the boys naturally, and I caught them. We found out their genders at birth and were ecstatic, and for weeks after that, it went by like a dream.
