The Bratva's Captive (Wicked Doms 3)

“I love you, Olena, and I want to spend the rest of my life by your side. I will do my best by you, to protect you and to love you. Will you marry me?”

“Yes,” I whisper. “Of course, I will.”

He slides the ring on my finger with trembling hands, then picks me right up into his arms.

“Where are we going?”

He doesn’t answer but kicks open the back door to our apartment and bellows so loudly I nearly jump out of my skin, “She said yes!”

They come out of nowhere, the entire brotherhood, cheering and slapping his back and pouring ice-cold vodka into shot glasses. We party late into the night, until the sun sets, before he brings me back home.

“Such a good girl,” he says, laying me down and slowly removing my clothing. I sigh, giving way to the passion my body and heart long for. He kisses his way down the column of my neck to the tops of my breasts, heated, whiskery kisses that make me groan out loud. There are no ropes, just his mouth on every inch of my body until I’m so turned on, I can’t breathe.

Capturing my wrists in his powerful grip, he pins them above my head.

“Who do you belong to?” he whispers in my ear.

“You,” I breathe.

He thrusts into me with such heated possession, a shiver slides through me and I moan out loud.

“Who do you obey?” he asks, making my pussy clench at the reminder of his dominance over me.

“You,” I repeat, as he thrusts again, his measured movements driving me crazy.

“And who loves you?” he asks in my ear, just as I hit the very peak of pleasure.

“You,” I groan on a climax, bliss flooding every inch of me as he groans his own release. He releases my wrists and my arms circle his neck, holding on with everything I’ve got.

“And I love you,” I tell him, still held in the power of this moment of ecstasy, united to the only man I ever gave my heart to. He lies down next to me and I lie my head on his heated, bare chest. “I don’t know where we go from here,” I tell him.

“And that doesn’t matter, as long as we’re together,” he says, kissing the very top of my head.

We’ve been through hell and back together. We don’t know what tomorrow brings, but now we have a second chance. A fresh start.

Together, as one.