Page 102 of Fractured Vows


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Viktor groaned. “Fuck, Bri, I can’t wait any longer. Not even to get you undressed.”

I shrugged. “That’s fine by me.”

As I spoke, my fingers unbuckled his belt and tugged his jeans open. And then he was moving the seam of the shorts to the side and pushing into me.

Full. Stretched. I was complete. “Take me—hard.”

“As you wish,” he rasped. With one arm wrapped behind my shoulders, and the other splayed against my ass, Viktor pounded into me.

I held onto him for dear life. Because that was what he’d become—my everything. My imperfect other half. The man that completed me, challenged me, adored me.

Our entwined breathing was heavy and fast. Viktor fucked me hard, just as I’d asked. He barely used the island to brace me, carrying all my weight himself. I simply clung to him and enjoyed his touch. My tits, sensitive and aching, rubbed against his chest. This was a raw coming together. An explosion of need that needed instant satiation.

Fingers digging into his flesh, I let out a sound that was part moan, part stifled cry.

“That’s it, Bri,” Viktor growled. “Give it to me. I want it all—your body, your soul. Every fiber of your being has to mold into complete and utter harmony with mine.”

“Yes, yes!” I gasped, pressing my forehead against his.

We stayed there, panting, hot breath mingling. Already my body was buzzing with impending release. Viktor increased the speed, leaning me back and coming down with me. The table groaned under our weight and rattled against the floor. But Viktor didn’t stop. At this angle, he drove deeper into me. This fucking was raw and animalistic, relentless and unyielding. I matched him measure for measure, taking everything he gave.

“You look like a fucking goddess when you’re coming undone for me,” Viktor murmured, voice rough with need. “I’ll never get tired of watching you take my cock.”

I threw my head back, a guttural moan exploding from my lips. “I can’t get enough of you!”

“Good, that’s good.” Viktor reached between us. Those masterful fingers found my swollen sex and pinched my clit. “Now show me what a good girl you are. Come for me. Come for me now, Bri!”

I shattered.

Muscles seizing, I cried out. Viktor clapped his hand over my mouth, muffling my scream. The release consumed me, a violent tidal wave of pleasure. It set off a linked reaction; Viktor found his own release as the wild waves pulsed through me. With a strangled grunt, he pushed into me with one final thrust and spasmed inside me.

I found his gaze, locking onto it as he poured himself deep. This was intimate. He must have felt it, too, because he stared down at me as if I was the most precious thing in the world to him. And that was exactly how I felt. He might be a Bratva mobster, but I could live being the center of this villain’s world.

Because he was everything in mine.

~*~

The crisp sheets tangledaround us. The curtains, which we’d forgotten to close, let the grey light of dawn filter into the room. I let out a long sigh and snuggled into Viktor’s side. The scent of his soap was strong and woodsy, but it was the masculine musk underneath that lulled me into oblivion. Not that my body needed much convincing. No sooner had we come upstairs than clothing was shed, and Viktor pulled me on top of him. That second time was slower but equally powerful.It’s what they call love making.

A shiver slid down my back, and I wriggled closer into the solid mass of heat that was Viktor.

“Cold, suits?” he murmured sleepily.

Not waiting for an answer, he fumbled around for the duvet. He had to sit up slightly, which clenched the imposing cut of his muscled torso. I ran my fingers greedily across the expanse.

He stilled, looking down at me. “Watcha thinkin’?”

I grinned. “How insatiable I am for you.”

“Yeah?” He flashed me a lupine smile. Instead of cocooning us in the blanket, he rolled over, crushing me under his weight.

“Wait—wait!” I pushed against him, laughing hard. He stilled, and I scrambled out from under him. “There’s something I have to say that I haven’t had a chance to yet, because well, yeah...you know.”

“You’re so damn cute when you get nervous.”

My cheeks flamed.

“I’m serious, that rambling thing you do, it’s one of the things I fucking adore about you, suits.” Viktor lunged at me, and I squealed, backing up.

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