Page 159 of Bratva Menace

I couldn’t take it anymore.

The chains around my wrists snapped taut as I stretched toward her, trying to get as close as possible. “Please. Please, I’ll be your good boy. I promise. Just please, let me touch you. Let me fuck you.” I was a begging, pathetic mess. I knew that, and I didn’t fucking care.

Lyla’s eyes snapped to me, burning with fire. She threw the knife to the side and climbed on top of me. “Condom?” she asked, getting into position.

I barely had enough common sense left in me to utter, “Side drawer.”

She reached forward, plucked one out, sheathed my cock, and then dropped herself down on me quickly, as if she couldn’t wait another moment to feel me inside of her.

I knew the feeling.

We both moaned at the same time, the overwhelming sensation overtaking us both. Her pussy was hot. Tight. Squeezing my cock with a vicelike grip.

Heavenly.

Pure. Fucking. Heaven.

Lyla started to move. The sight she made…I couldn’t stop looking at her.

“You’re so beautiful,” I breathed out in reverence, pleasure shooting up my spine. I wouldn’t last long. It’d been over three months since I last came. I was built up, ready to explode, especially after the hot fucking show she’d just put on.

Lyla’s hands wound up her body and tangled in her hair. “Tell me you want me.”

“I want you,” I moaned.

“Tell me you need me.”

“I need you.”

“Tell me⁠—”

“I love you,” I panted heavily, each bounce on my cock ripping a deep groan from my lips. “I love you. I love you. I love you.” She didn’t even need to tell me to say that. I would have gladly said it on my own. “I’ve loved you for longer than you even realize.”

“Lukyannnn,” she screamed out, her body trembling. Her pussy clamped down on my cock, rippling around me, the pleasure so intense my ass lifted off the bed. I thrust upward as my own orgasm ripped into me with such force it took my fucking breath away. A long, deep, masculine moan rumbled out of my throat, and I fell back down onto the bed. Lyla followed quickly after, collapsing forward onto my chest.

We both tried to catch our breath. My heart raced, beating so fast I feared it might jump right out of my chest. Lyla placed a soft kiss on my pec before climbing up and unlocking the padlock. She untwined the chains from around my wrists before settling back right where she was, resting comfortably on top of me.

I wound my arms around her instantly, holding her close. “I missed you so much.”

“Did you?” she asked in a quiet voice.

The hesitation in her voice made me pull back slightly. “Of course I did.” When she didn’t move to look back up at me, I grabbed her chin softly and forced her eyes to me. “Don’t you know how much I love you? How much I can’t get you out of my head? You’re all I think about. Day and night.”

She bit her lip nervously.

“What?” I asked, voice soft. “You don’t believe me?”

Her eyes darted down.

“Don’t do that,” I whispered. “Talk to me, baby.”

“I—” She took a deep breath in as if she was gathering her thoughts. “For the last three months, I thought you didn’t care.”

Hearing that broke my fucking heart. “Baby.” I grabbed her face with both hands, staring deep into her eyes, hoping she could see my sincerity. “All I’ve done for the last three months is look for you. I never wanted to leave you. Never. The only reason I did was because of the shit with my grandfather. As soon as that was handled, I was going to come back to you.”

“Really?”

“Yes.” I poured as much emotion into that one word as I could. “There was never any doubt in my mind that you’re the one for me. I love you more than I could ever put into words. Ever convey. You’re the first thing I think about when I wake up in the morning, and the last thing when I go to sleep. Every part of me yearns for you. My heart. My soul. My light. It’s yours. It’s all yours. Forever until the day we die, and beyond that. You once said ‘we were bound together by forces beyond our control’. That we were destiny. Fate. You were right, baby. I was meant to be yours, and you were meant to be mine. I will never let anything or anyone come between us again. I promise.”