Page 117 of The Bratva's Bride


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“Trying to get out of your fucking after this,lisichka?” He asked with a chuckle as his hips met my body more violently.

“Oh please, don’t act as if you’re a once and done man.” The amount of times he’s ran me ragged and still had it in him to go another round was more than I wanted to admit.

“Weren’t you the one teasing me about keeping up with a youngling like you in my old age?” He retorted with a teasing grin and a raised brow.

“Oh shut up and fuck meanh.” I scoffed with a playful smack of his shoulders.

“With pleasure.” The hard slam of his hips nearly had me screaming with pleasure as I felt myself starting to tighten around him. “Not yetlisichka, just a little more.”

He was close, I could feel him throbbing the more I tightened myself around him to coax his own release out. “Kolyenka.” God I don’t know how much longer I could hold out with him slamming into my sweet spot like this.

“Come for melisichka, let me feel you.” He groaned with a pant, letting out a roar when his hips became more erratic for a few thrusts before seating himself fully within me at the height of his own release.

Throwing my arms around his neck, I buried my face into the crease of his neck to muffle my scream of pleasure as my body shook from the immense pleasure of my orgasm.

“Blyat', ya tak tebya lyublyu.” He strained against my lips.

Panting softly, I kissed him with my trembling lips. “YA tozhe sil'no tebya lyublyu.” I giggled softly, resting my forehead against his and looking into his loving eyes.

As the wave of bliss rolled over, his eyes turned dark again with a smirk. “On your hands and knees,lisichka.”

Giggling with a huge grin, I quickly scrambled from under him.

“Da, ser.”










EPILOGUE

Angel

~15 years later~

My body tensed fora split second when I felt something sling across my shoulders. “Mom, you look so lovely tonight, have I ever told you how good you always look?”

Not even bothering to look at my son, I rolled my eyes and continued to look through my purse. “What did you do? Or what do you want?” Compliments in that loaded tone around this house were never empty.

“Wha? What do you mean? Can’t I just tell my mom how lovely she looks?” A quick glance out of the corner of my eyes was all I needed to confirm that my son was up to something by the sheepish grin on his face.

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