Page 190 of Aleksei

I press my palm to the smooth, bare skin of her stomach. There’s no bump yet. Just the faintest curve I imagine, even if I know it’s too early. But I swear I feel it.

Right here. This is where our future begins.

“She, or he, is going to love their papa,” she whispers, her hand sliding over mine, holding it there.

Her words echo through me, and I want so badly to believe them.

“I would die for you. For this child.”

She lifts her head and kisses me. “I don’t need you to die for us. I need you to live.”

“I will.”

Because for the first time in my life, I have something worth living for.

I lower my body between her thighs, my cock heavy and throbbing as I position it against her, the metal of my piercings dragging over her in a way that pulls a strangled moan from her throat. My mouth brushes hers as my hand slides down, forcing its way between her thighs. I stroke her once, then push deeper, just enough to make her gasp.

“Good girl. Always so wet for me,” I growl against her lips, driving my fingers harder and adding a third, stretching her exactly the way she likes it. “You want more?”

“Yes…”

She grinds down on my hand and takes everything I give her. Her nails dig into my shoulders, her body squeezing tight around my fingers, right on the edge. And when she’s seconds from coming, trembling for it, I pull my hand away.

She gasps from the shock, fingers sliding into my hair as she grips tight. “I swear if you stop now…”

“You’ll what? Hmm?” With both hands, I open her legs up and stare at her glistening cunt. “What are you going to do, wife?” I spank her pussy, and her eyes roll back.

“Fuck, Aleksei, please.”

“That’s more like it.” I give her another slap, rubbing my palm over her before I lower to her center and suck her into my mouth.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Her fingers dig into my scalp, her body writhing, chasing the orgasm she needs so badly that every tremor shudders through me. “I’m so close.”

When I suck her clit and tease it with the tip of my tongue, she cries out.

“Aleksei! Oh God!”

She comes hard, spilling down my throat, and I drink every drop. Because it’s all mine. Everything she is belongs to me. Her legs quiver, her body arched, and seeing her like this…it’s like seeing heaven.

When I climb back up and kiss her, she laughs, blowing out a breath. “You’re really good at that.”

“Eating?” My lips trace her jaw. “Yes, I am a very hungry man.”

My cock aches to be inside her; I rub it against her as she winces.

“Fuck me, please,” she groans, her eyes heavy-lidded.

Without giving her a second to think, I line myself up and thrust into her in one hard stroke, burying every inch inside her. Her body tightens around me, a sound tearing from her throat that makes my grip on her hips tighten. My fingers find her clit, rubbing slow at first, just enough to make her tremble.

“Shit, I can’t come again so fast.”

“Of course you can. Show me what I can make you do.”

Her breathing stutters, need overtaking every trace of hesitation. I speed up—my hips, my fingers—pushing her exactly where I want her. The tension in her body eases, and within seconds, she’s shaking, pleading for more, begging for release.

And I give it to her. Pulling both legs up over my shoulders, I open her up and fill her the way she needs.

Who knew a man like me could ever have something so beautiful?

“You are everything to me.” The words rip from my lungs as I take her harder, like I’m trying to carve the truth into her skin. “Moya zhizn. Moya sem’ya. Moya krov.”My life. My family. My blood.

She drags me down to her, kissing me like she’s choosing me all over again.

“Ya tebya lyublyu, Aleksei,” she breathes, her pulse slamming against my heart, saying my name like it belongs to her alone.

And I’ll spend the rest of my life earning the right to hear it.