Fall Into Place (Taking the Fall 5)

“That’s it, kitten. Give it over to me and make your husband happy. All I want is your sweet love dripping down my cock. I need you, Nika. Please.” She lets out a little growl at my words, trying to act like she’s mad. “I just need to feel whole, kitten. This is the only way.”

She moans at my words, leaning into me and making my slide in and out of her that much smoother. I feel her clench harder as she gives over to the feeling and cums on me. It’s exactly what I need to calm the worry in my heart, and I go over the edge with her. I pull her to me one last time, holding myself in her as I cum inside her pussy. The feeling of her warm heaven pulsing around my cock is so fucking perfect.

I always get so worked up any time we’re taking down a skip. We’ve been doing it together since we got to Vegas, and I still get nervous every time. When we first got back and I was going to go out on a bounty, she said she wanted to come with me. I put my foot down and told her over my dead body, only to have her take me down to the ground and kick my ass.

Nika is trained as well as I am, and that’s saying something. She actually knows more about weapons than I do, but I’d never admit it. She’s tough as nails, and after we trained as a team for a while and went through different scenarios, we started doing them together. I was worried about her at first, but we got into a tussle with a skip a few months ago, and I got to see her in action. It made me hard as fuck seeing her kick that guy’s ass. I had to fuck her in the car out behind the police station after we dropped him off. Goddamn, my wife is sexy as hell.

Pulling out of her warmth, I turn her around on the stairs and claim her mouth. Her lips are soft and sweet and welcome my tongue. She tangles hers with mine, and I get lost in the moment. After a second she breaks the kiss, pressing her cheek to mine.

“Ya lyublyu tebya, muzh,” she whispers, and I hold her to me.

“I love you, too, wife.”

I’ve been learning some of her Russian words, and those are my favorites. I’ll never get tired of hearing she loves me, or of her calling me her husband.

“Thank you, kitten. I needed that.”

“It’s time to go, Samuel.” She kisses my cheek, and I let out another breath. She’s right. I know I’ll die before I let anything happen to her, and I know she’s a badass. I just needed some extra attention before we had to go.

We both fix our clothes and then strap in. I check over her body to make sure she’s all set, and she checks over my weapons, making sure I’m good to go. We kiss on the lips one last time before we exit the door and head out. I never thought I’d have a bounty hunter for a wife, but having her by my side is pretty fucking cool. She’s as strong as me, and honestly better than me in most ways, and I’m lucky she’s beside me.

I don’t know how long we’ll do this together, but Nika wants to live life and see the world. I’ll give her anything and everything she wants, starting with these adventures. When she’s ready to settle down with a family, I’ll be all too eager to put a baby inside her. I can’t wait to keep her at home and under me, but until then, we’re having one hell of a ride.

Epilogue

Samuel

Five years later…

“Mudak!”

“Come on, kitten. Don’t be mad at me. You were the one who said you didn’t want any drugs.”

“You gave me a baby with a giant head and now I have to push it out!” She lays her head back on the pillow, exhausted after three hours of pushing. “I can’t do it anymore.” I see tears form at the corner of her eye, and my heart breaks.

“You’re almost there, kitten. A couple more good pushes and the baby will be here.”

The doctor is encouraging and has been an amazing coach. She’s talked Nika through the worst of the pain because she knew her plan was to tough it out. I’m thankful she’s here because I feel powerless.

I need to help Nika see through the pain and to focus. Leaning over, I get close to her face, wiping away the sweaty hair that’s stuck to her forehead. “Zhena.” She looks me in the eyes after I say the Russian word for ‘wife.’ “You can do this. You’re the strongest woman I know.”

“I’m scared, Samuel.” My heart clenches, but I have to be her rock now. I can’t let her feel afraid.

“Is my wife afraid? Because the Nika who took down those two wrestlers in Mexico by herself because she refused to wait for my backup wasn’t scared. The Nika who jumped from the top of a building to the next because her husband was ‘slowing her down’ wasn’t scared. The Nika who took a stray bullet outside a gator farm in Florida but still managed to carry that skip kicking and screaming out of a swamp wasn’t scared. And the Nika I met in the bar of the Blue Diamond casino, that Nika who stole my wallet, watch, and then my heart sure as hell wasn’t scared.” She smiles at my words, a tear falling down her cheek. I hold her face with both hands and try to give her all of my strength. “Now you tell me, kitten. You gonna toughen up and bring our baby into this world, or you gonna sit here scared?”

She grits her teeth and nods her head, letting me know she’s focused. When the pain gets to be too much, fear can take over and that’s why I’m here. To remind her that she’s a badass and can do anything she damn well feels like.