“Why?” she asks, her voice afraid. I know she is not afraid of me.
“That is easy. Because I you belong to me.” with those words I kiss her soft, plump lips. “Tell me you want it to, little one. Tell me you want our family.” she hesitates and bites her lip. It grates me that she has doubts.
“I..all of this is like a dream, but, what about your…profession?” her voice tentative as if she is not sure she can ask. She can ask me anything.
“This morning, I went and gave up my entire empire to my little brother. I wanted nothing in the way of our life together, Angel.”
“You gave that up…for me?”
“Yes. For you, Katya and our family.”
“Wow. I don’t know what to say.”
“Say you will give me the chance to show you and Katya, how serious I am about this life. Say yes.” she looks away from me for a second and my stomach begins to roll. My mind thinks up all the ways I can chain her to this bed without making everyone suspicious. This was never part of the equation. her rejecting me never crossed my mind. After what feels like forever, but was mere seconds, she looks up at me and gives me life again.
“Ok. Yes, Viktor. I will give you chance. “
“Thank fuck, Angel. I was more than prepared to cuff you to the bed and never let you go.” I expect her to be shocked and maybe indignant. Once again, the Angel shocks me.
“We can certainly try that later.” she bites her lip and I growl at her, my cock responding to the dirty images conjured by that statement.
“Come on nymph. Let’s go get Katya and tell her the news.” I kiss her lips and then her stomach before getting up from the bed and pulling her with me. She turns to pick up her clothes when I pull her into my arms. “Thank you, baby. Thank you for staying.”
“Thank you for wanting me to.” she stands on her tiptoes to kiss me once more and then we descend the stairs, hand in hand. My life is finally beginning
11
Eden
A Week Later
This has been the craziest week of my life. When I made the decision to sell my virginity, I did for a better life, as ironic as it sounds. Never in a million years did I think I would still be with the man who paid for my innocence.
Viktor over the course of the past week, has spoiled Katya to the point of nauseum. We have gone to the zoo, multiple times, to the aquarium and to every museum you think of. I have sat back and watched as Kat has wrapped this huge, bear of a man around her little finger and to call it humorous would be an understatement. Within our first two days here she figured out that if her eyes watered for something she wanted; he was a goner. No matter how much of an objection I display, she breaks hi every time.
Case in point. Her bedroom is now stuffed animal kingdom if you will. The day I decided we would stay, he took us both shopping for clothes, jewelry and toys and such for her. I have never seen Katya so happy, and this further pulled the string between him and I tighter. I reminded him that now have my own money and he didn’t need to do this. Well, apparently, that was the wrong thing to say. He had Ms. Ochure watch Kat, marched me upstairs and fucked me like a dog does his bitch. He rutted inside of me, the whole time reminding me I belonged to him and as his, it is his job to take care of me. I know I should have found it demeaning, but fuck was it hot. Every time he spills himself inside of me, I feel peace. Fucked up I know, but I love it.
Finally, on day 4, we were in bed and he asked me what I wanted to do. If I wanted to work, go to school. He told me anything I wanted to do, he would support and make sure it happened. His question threw me. I never really gave it any thought and told him so. He simply shrugged and said, “Well, you have forever to figure it out.” That moment meant a lot to me. It was the first time I felt safe. Like I could let go because someone else would do the heavy lifting. When I finally exhaled, after that statement, I was amazed to find that everything looked so different. This last week he called the week of bonding. He said it was a week for me, Katya and himself to get used to being with one another and for us to begin the familial cementing.