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“Bye, Roman, love you,” Alina tells me, giving Damien a kiss while she hugs me one last time.
“Bye, love you, too.” I smile at my sister right before Matvey pulls her back into his arms and kisses her.
Luka runs off to get the toy laptop that Nikita must’ve left on the couch before running over to hand it to his Uncle Danil.
“Thanks, Luka,” Danil says, patting him on the shoulder. “You saved me from having to drive back out here tonight. Nikita would’ve been so upset if he woke up and couldn’t find his computer.”
“Such a little Roman and Danil,” Vitaly says with a laugh from beside me.
“And Sveta’s going to be a little Vitaly,” I say, smiling at the horrified look that crosses his face.
“That’s not even funny, brother.”
I’m still laughing softly when we leave their penthouse. Luka climbs into the back of the Porsche, because despite Vitaly’s best attempts, I never could get into driving a minivan, while I put a sleeping Damien into his car seat. I’m not going to say it’s the roomiest of vehicles for two kids, but the boys love it. We also have an SUV that Emily prefers to drive when she takes them out, but I love my Porsche, and I can’t bring myself to part with it.
Emily rests her hand on my thigh while I drive us home, and I give a soft laugh when she keeps creeping up higher and higher. Even though it’s a short drive, she’s already got me fully hard by the time I pull into our reserved spot.
Turning to her, I raise a brow and tap her on the tip of her cute nose. “I knew you were trouble the first second I laid eyes on you,solnishka.”
She tries to give me an innocent look. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
I lean closer and press my lips against her ear so only she can hear me. “I need to be inside you, sweetheart.”
Her breath hitches at my words as she gives a quick nod.
“We’re going to put our boys to bed, and then I’m going to fuck you until you can’t move.”
Before she can respond, I look back at Luka and say, “Ready for bed?”
Thankfully, our oldest doesn’t fight sleep. He just yawns and nods his head, unbuckling his seatbelt and getting out after Emily. I get Damien, hoping like hell he doesn’t wake up, because he does fight sleep, and he’ll push my plans back by a good hour if his little eyes pop open.
We manage to get both kids inside, and while Emily helps Luka get ready for bed, I carry Damien into his room. He’s in Luka’s old nursery, and their Aunt Katya’s beautiful paintings are still covering the walls. I keep the light dim while I very carefully change his diaper and get him into his pajamas. He wore himself out playing with his cousins, so he’s still in a deep sleep when I lay him in his crib and cover him up.
“I love you,” I whisper against his cheek in Russian before kissing him and standing back up to watch him for a few more seconds. I keep my eyes on his small chest, watching it rise and fall. I’ll never get tired of looking at my boys. Just seeing them makes me so goddamn happy.
I give him one last kiss before turning his nightlight on and quietly leaving the room. When I walk into Luka’s bedroom, Emily is reading him his bedtime story. I sit down on his other side, wrapping my armaround him and his mom while I listen to her read the last few pages of his favorite book. He’s hugging his favorite stuffed dog and trying like hell to keep his eyes open.
“Night, Daddy,” he whispers when the story’s over. “Night, Mommy. I love you.”
I kiss his forehead and hug him, smiling at the feel of his small arms wrapped around my neck. “I love you, too. Get some sleep, and when you wake up, I’ll make you your favorite pancakes.”
“Extra chocolate chips?”
I give a soft laugh at how sleepy he sounds. “With double extra chocolate chips.”
He giggles and then kisses my cheek before hugging his mom goodnight. We tuck him in, each of us giving him one more kiss because we can’t resist, and then we finally leave the room with the door cracked so we’ll hear him if he needs us and his nightlight on so he won’t be scared if he wakes up in the middle of the night.
“Taking you to bed isn’t quite as easy at it once was,” I say, picking Emily up and burying my face in her neck.
“Delayed gratification,” she says. “It just makes it all the sweeter.”
I smile and suck on the crook of her neck. “That it does,solnishka, but I can’t wait any longer. I need to be inside you right fucking now.”
Carrying her into our room, I quietly shut our door so I don’t wake anyone up and then bring her over to our bed. I love that this is the same room where we’ve had so many of our firsts. I took my wife’s virginity on this bed, I got her pregnant in it, and we've slept together in it every night since. Even if we decide to move somewhere else one day, I’ll never sell this place. There are too many memories here.
Lying her down on the bed, I kiss my way down her neck and then kiss and lick my way across her chest while I pull the straps of her dress down. When it’s not enough, I tug it down even more, exposing the red, lacy bra she’s wearing.
“Fuck,” I groan when I see her hard nipples straining against the see-through material. Unable to resist, I run my tongue over the hard peak as she threads her fingers in my hair and arches up to me.I turn my head so I can kiss the tattoo of my name that still marks her skin. The others had their tattoos removed, but Emily wanted to keep hers. She said she may have been forced to take it, but that it was still my name, and she wanted to keep it on her skin, that it felt wrong to remove it. God, I fucking love her.
