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A small sigh escapes her, and when her eyes meet mine, they seem so sad.
“I’ve had this silly conviction that if I never acknowledge my feelings for you, you would be safe from harm,” she says. “People I love often get hurt because of me.”
"What are you talking about?"
"My parents. Asya."
"Your parents died when you were a child. There's no way you could have been responsible for their deaths. Iknowbecause I've been dealing with your brother for many years and looked into his background.Mila, your parents got caught in the crossfire and fell victim to the ambitions of a greedy man. The old Don of New York did shit all to protect his people. What happened to your parents and to your sister is not your fault. We already talked about that, baby.”
A tear rolls down her cheek. “You almost died for me. You put yourself between me and—”
“No.” I press my finger over her mouth. “That was my doing. I started this whole mess with Bogdan, and I’m responsible for the consequences of it all. You had nothing to do with that. Do you understand?”
“Then, can you please stop provoking people? I don’t think I can go through this again, because every time I close my eyes, I see you covered in blood.” Her lips quiver. “I was so scared, Drago. I’ve never been so terrified in my entire life.”
“I’ll try my best.” I trail my hand down her front and hook my finger on the waistband of her lime-green leggings. “But first, we need to wipe those images from your mind and replace them with something else.”
Sienna’s eyes flare. “You can’t be serious.”
“Do you want me in pain? Because from the moment I woke up with you snuggled into my side, my cock has been as hard as a fucking steel rod.”
Her eyes travel down my exposed chest, past the bandages wrapped around my upper torso and my abs, and stop on the massive bulge in my boxer briefs.
“You’ll have to be on top this time,” I add.
Sienna pulls her bottom lip between her teeth, and the sight almost makes me snap. “I don’t think it’s a good idea, Drago.”
“I said”—I take her chin between my thumb and finger and tilt her head to face me—“get. On. My cock.” I put a bit more pressure into my hold. “Now, Sienna.”
Her eyes never leave mine as she slides off her leggings and the orange panties that match her bow, then pulls my boxer briefs over my hips and thighs, exposing my throbbing cock. She throws one leg over my hips and, bracing her hands on the edges of the bed on either side of me, poises her core right over my hard length.
“This is beyond reckless,” she mumbles. “What if you tear your stitches?”
Moving my hand to her pussy, I press my thumb over her clit, massaging it in slow, tiny circles. I don’t fucking care about the damn stitches. I don’t care about anything other than having my dick inside my wife. After everything that happened, the need to be joined in the most carnal way is impossible to ignore. Wetness coats my fingers, but I keep teasing her, watching her suck in a shaky breath.
“Say my name,” I urge and pinch her clit.
“Drago,” she moans, but I don’t catch the full sound of it.
“Louder.”
Her hair is falling over her face as she glares down at me. “We’re at a hospital!”
“I said”—I pinch her clit again, harder this time—“louder.”
“Drago!”
I let the sound wash over me, then slip my finger from her pussy and grab her waist, pulling her down. The mix of pain and pleasure hits me as she welcomes my length inside her inner walls. I feel the strain in my muscles and the pull of stitches on my skin, but I ignore the ache and sting and focus on the sight of my wife panting above me. So beautiful. And mine.
My cock isn’t even halfway in her, and already her pussy spasms around it. She supports most of her slight weight on her arms. The little sparkly minx is being careful, trying to make it easier for me. Not happening.
Holding her waist, I lift her and then slam her down, impaling her. A groan rumbles inside my chest once I’m fully sheathed inside her sweet warmth.
“Drago!” Sienna gasps and tries to rise, but I keep her in place, marveling at the feel of being within her.
“Don’t you dare get off my cock,” I bark. “Now ride me, or I swear to God, I’ll rip out these fucking tubes and pin you under me.”
Sienna shakes her head and leans forward, leveling her face with mine. “You’re a masochist, my love.”
