Page 48 of A Date for the Bratva Boss

"You're so fucking sexy like this," he breathes. "Your tits are fuller, your body is softer, and you're glowing. You're perfect. My perfect wife. Pregnant with my baby."

"Konstantin—I'm close—"

"Already? Fuck, pregnancy has made you so responsive." He picks up the pace slightly, still careful but more purposeful. "You're going to come all over my cock, aren't you? Show me how much you love being bred."

I reach down, my fingers finding my swollen clit. The combination of his thick cock filling me and my own touch has me climbing fast.

"That's my good girl. Show me. Show me how much you love this. Love being mine. Love carrying my baby."

"I love it," I moan. "Love everything about it. Love you. Love being yours. Love this baby."

"Come for me. Now."

I fall apart with a cry, my body trembling with the intensity of it. My pussy clamps down on his cock, milking him.

"Fuck, Jemma—" He thrusts twice more and then buries himself deep, groaning as he fills me. Even though I'm already pregnant, he still grinds his hips, making sure every drop stays deep. Old habits.

When we're both boneless and sated, he pulls out carefully and immediately cups his hand over my pussy, keeping his cum inside.

"Still doing that?" I ask, breathless and smiling.

"Always. Can't help it." He grins, shameless. "You're pregnant with my baby but my instincts still say: keep the cum inside her."

"Obsessive."

"You love it."

"I do," I admit. "I love all of it. The obsession. The possession. The fact that you can't keep your hands off me even though I'm already pregnant."

He shifts us carefully so we're lying on our sides, his body curved protectively around mine. One hand rests on my bump while the other plays with my hair.

"I love you," he murmurs. "So fucking much. You and our baby."

"Our baby," I repeat softly, covering his hand with mine. "I still can't believe this is real sometimes."

"Believe it. This is your life now. Our life. Forever."

"Forever," I agree.

Outside the window, Vancouver spreads out below us. The city where I used to serve coffee, never knowing a dangerous man was watching me. Planning. Waiting. Never knowing my life was about to change forever.

"I love you," Konstantin murmurs against my hair.

"I love you too," I whisper back.

And I mean it.

With everything I am.

Forever.

THE END

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