“My dad took it rather easy.” I scrunch my nose thinking back on how mellow he’d been about the whole thing. Passive really. I mean I’m happy it didn't rip his heart apart but I wish he would have been more mad for Amie. Why isn’t he more angry at our mother for what she’s done to our family? She not only betrayed Amie but she stole precious time from us that we’ll never get back. So many months of being apart from each other because of her selfishness.
“He is a weak man, my kotyonok. I would never allow another man near you or to take our children from us. This would only happen over my dead body.” The words rumble from deep inside of Victor, vibrating from his body into mine.
“Victor.” I turn toward him and lift my mouth, asking for a kiss. He obliges. I break the kiss before we get lost in it. “I need you, Victor. I need all of you. Will you give me that tonight?” He exhales a long breath. I know I’m testing his resolve but I don’t want to waste another second. I want to lose myself in him tonight. We are lucky to have the love we have, to have found each other, and I don’t want to wait anymore.
“Come, Kotyonok.” He grabs my hand and continues to lead me toward my apartment.
“That’s what I’m trying to do,” I snip back at him because he’s still holding out on me. That gets me a small smile from him as he shakes his head and continues walking. “Don’t you think it’s absurd that we are engaged and you won’t sleep with me?” I continue pushing his buttons. “I mean, do you not want me? Do you not find me sexy?”
He stops walking to look down at me. “Kotyonok,” he warns. I know I’m poking my giant Russian beast. I think anyone else might be scared to do such a thing. Not me. When it comes to Victor, fear is not something I’ll ever feel around him. I know the sweetness that is at the center of my soon-to-be husband. He shows it to me every chance he gets.
I place my hands on his chest as I look up at him. He is so good at reading me and I am getting better at reading him too.
“What is holding you back? Tell me.”
“Your family.” He says the same things he’s been saying for a while now. “I wanted you to go into this without any fears. I didn’t want you to have to worry. That stemmed from things that were happening back where you come from.” I notice he doesn’t call it home but where I came from. He’s right. He’s my home now.
“The rest of it, Victor.” I slide my hands up his chest.
“I do not know how to handle these family things. But I see family is important to people. I’ve only loved one other woman besides you—my baba or to you, grandmother—so I do not know much about the dynamics of one. I see how others are, though. With your sweetness I knew you would need this cleared. That is not right, Kotyonok? If I am to be your family I need to make sure it is functioning the best I can.” He actually gives a small grimace. I throw my head back and laugh.
“You had your work cut out for you then, didn’t you?” I keep on laughing. Not because this is okay but because it’s so messed up that all you can do is laugh or you’ll cry. My giant Russian was trying to fix a family that I’m not sure is worth fixing. At least not all of it. “You’re going to have a family now. A bigger one that’s going to grow. We’re going to be one and I know you’ll always make sure things are perfect in it. I know you’ll always take care of us the best you can. It’s a big reason I’m marrying you.”
“What other reasons, Kotyonok?” He leans down a little so we are closer. I smile up at him, knowing he wants my affection. I want to give it to him. I want to finally give him everything.
“You know I didn't fight you on the necklace,” I remind him. I love the weight of it around my neck. “I love you. That’s why I’m marrying you. I think we both knew this was coming the moment we met. I never really put up a fight. I think I only toyed and played with you, holding out for a little because I was enjoying myself for the first time in a long time.”
“Kotyonok.” He moans my name before his mouth finds mine. “I love you too,” he tells me between kisses. Of course he does but I still love hearing him say it.
“Then make love to me. I want us to know every part of each other. To be connected in the deepest of ways.”
“I’m sorry, my kotyono
k. I did not know how badly you needed me to make love to your body or I would have done it long ago.” He lifts me off my feet.
“We have the rest of our lives, Victor. I’m sure you can make it up to me.” He only grunts his agreement as he carries me back off to his place. I think you're supposed to be a little leery of your first time with a man. I feel none of that. Only happiness fills me because I know Victor will make this perfect for me. Like I said. When it comes to Victor I have nothing to fear. Ever.
Chapter 14
Victor
The trust that my kotyonok places in me is humbling. I tilt her head to the side and run my lips down the exposed column of her neck. She inhales, her chest shaking slightly. Her dress slips off her shoulders and slithers down to the floor. I follow the path of the fabric, disposing of Violet’s lacy bra and matching panties until she is completely bare.
I place a soft kiss above the small thatch of hair on her pussy. Her knees tremble and her hands crash down on my shoulders.
“W-wait,” she stutters.
“For what?” I nose her legs apart and breathe in her arousal. My cock grows iron hard.
“I don’t know. Shouldn’t I be lying down for this?”
“Trust me. I’ll hold you up.” I like that she is in my grasp, reliant on me for her balance, for her support. My fingers dig into her hip bones as I drag her cunt to my mouth.
The minute I make contact, she collapses, her hands sliding off my shoulders and her knees buckling beneath her. It doesn’t matter. She’s light enough for me to hold with one hand. I hitch her legs over my shoulders, brace a hand against the middle of her back and devour her like the meal she is. She’s wet and juicy, her lubrication filling my mouth. I eat her up, not allowing a single droplet of her essence to escape me. The pulse in my cock throbs with every lick and bite and suck. My whole body feels electrified and I’m ready to come on the floor. She moans, her words slurring together until she sounds like she’s speaking some foreign language.
“Ohmygodthisfeelssogooddon’tstopdon’tstopthererighttherenowwwwwww!”
Her thighs grow stiff and then shake as the orgasm overcomes her. She digs her fingers into my short hair and pulls, as if trying to fight the tide of pleasure that is rising up and swallowing her down.