Page 64 of The Enemy of My Enemy: Pt. 2

“As many as you’re willing to give me,” he replied.“But you have to give me some little girls in there.I want as many little female killing machines as I can get.”

His words hit me hard enough to make me say the one thing that I’d been saving for the right time.“I love you.”

Viktor’s entire body froze, his eyes flashing with what looked a lot like relief.“What?”

“I love you,” I repeated, my chest feeling tight with the words, never having ever said them to anyone outside my family before.“I love you.”

He let out a deep breath before dropping his forehead against mine.“Don’t play with me, Aurora.I’m begging you.”

“I’m not,” I promised as I reached for him, gripping his shirt in my hands.“I swear to you that I’m not.I love you, and I’m saying it because it’s true.”

He placed a kiss on my forehead before straightening, looking down at me with my face in his hands.“You will always be the single most important thing in my life, and there will never be anything or anyone placed above you, baby.It’s you and me, and as long as I have you, I’m good.”

“And if they try to kill us for that, then we’ll just have to kill them all,” I said, knowing that it would never come down to that, but still loving the fact that it wasn’t a concern.

“Every last one of them,” he agreed.“Yeah, the kids might slow us down, but we’ll be okay.”

That got a laugh out of me.“Then maybe we should wait on having those kids.”

“No way, Mrs.Korolev,” he said wickedly.“In fact, I think you need to make an appointment to get rid of your birth control as soon as possible.”

“Oh, yeah?”

Viktor nodded as his hands went from my face to my blouse.“Baby, I want to see you pregnant more than I want to take my next breath.”

Dutifully, I lifted my arms as he pulled my shirt up over my head, and the way that he looked at me really did crazy things for my self-esteem.

“You know, pregnancy isn’t fun,” I warned him.“I’ve seen it up close and personal with my sisters-in-law, and it’s not for the faint of heart.”

“I’ll suffer through whatever I have to suffer through in order to see those tits of yours fill up with milk,” he said, and that statement really shouldn’t sound sexy like that.

“Spoken like a true man,” I drawled out.

Reaching around to unhook my bra, the material quickly slid down my arms, freeing my breasts for his viewing pleasure.“If you think that I’m addicted to your body now, just wait until you’re pregnant.I’m going to worship every little change in your body, and you’re going to let me.”

Before I could say anything to that, Viktor was placing his hand on my chest, pushing me backwards until I was laying across the table.The wood was a bit cold, but not enough to make me object.Now that I was making the effort to live here, I wanted Viktor to fuck me in every room of the house.

“The door’s open,” I reminded him as he started taking off my shoes.

“Everyone knows better than to interrupt me when I’m with you,” he replied, the sound of one of my shoes hitting the soft carpet.

“But they’ll be able to hear us,” I pointed out.

“I hope they do,” he said wolfishly as my pants were next.“I want them all to hear you screaming my name, proving just who owns that sweet pussy of yours.”

“What about...about the cameras?”I asked as his hands pushed my thighs apart.

The smirk on my husband’s lips was telling.“What do you think I was doing with my phone earlier?I sent my security a message to deactivate the cameras in this room.”

“Then, by all means, do your worst, Mr.Korolev.”

“Oh, I plan to, Mrs.Korolev.”