Stealing Beauty

He fucks my pussy with his fingers while sucking on my clit until I’m getting worked up again. The way he owns my body is more than I can handle, and I know he’s nowhere near done with me. His hands skim my hips, then my waist as he kisses my belly. “Soon, you’ll have my baby in there, swelling with my child and letting everyone know that you’re mine. You’re going to come for me again as I fill you up with every drop of my seed.” I feel the tip of his penis at my entrance as his mouth closes around my nipple, sucking and tugging until my back arches, then he thrusts into me. I gasp feeling the fullness. I love the way his whole frame overpowers mine, protecting and adoring me.

He slams his mouth on mine as he pumps his long, thick cock into my womb, dominating it, claiming it for himself. “You’re mine, moya krasota,” he utters with so much devotion that I feel my pussy pulses around this length. My nails dig into his back as I fall apart, coming for him.

As soon as my pussy stops throbbing, Mikhail pulls out of me. I’m about to protest when he grabs me and flips me onto my stomach. I gasp and giggle. “I’m going to see if you’re laughing soon, Lyubov moya,” he growls over my ass cheek. He bites down then dips lower, cupping the back of my thighs and lifting me onto my knees. His fingers rub across my wet pussy lips, stroking them back and forth. I feel his lips suck on me from behind. I pump my ass back like a cat in heat, like my greedy ass didn’t just come.

He continues to eat me, slowly teasing toward my back entrance. I cry out when he pushes two fingers into my soaking wet pussy, then runs them back to my ass, circling my rim. I shiver from the thrill of the forbidden. “Soon, I’m going to fuck your ass. I want to feel every part of you,” he apprises me before his hand swats my ass. I give another cry, arching my ass for more. With a chuckle, he gives me what I need on the other cheek, then he thrusts his cock into my pussy. His hands move over my hips, grasping them, holding tight as he fucks me. The feel of his balls smacking my pussy and my ass slapping his taut stomach cause mini spasms of delight through me. He only gives me three deep strokes before my walls constrict, and I come again.

“Mine,” he roars, coming hard and fast inside me. He leans down over me, kissing my shoulder and whispering in Russian. I don’t know what it all means, but I’m sure they are all passionate, romantic words.

He rolls to the side taking me with him with his body spooning me. I’m falling madly in love with this man. Hell, I believe I’m already there.

“I love you, Marisol,” he utters against my pulse, then up behind my ear he repeats passionately followed with a kiss to my jaw. “I love you, moya krasota,” he says once more before falling asleep. I could stay like this forever, but we travel to Isla Nubia, Julian’s island to discuss the whole Viktor problem and bring Natasha back home.

Epilogue

Marisol

Seven months later

Things have been wild since I’ve married the sexiest stalker ever. And I’m so grateful that he pursued me to the point of misleading me onto a plane. Some would call me crazy, but it doesn’t bother me because I’m mad about my husband.

I rub my swollen belly, sitting in our little home in Miami. We’re here until the baby is born and I recover from delivering our son, then it’s off to our island paradise. I dropped out of school and became my husband’s full-time assistant. It’s a perfect job because it allows me to be at his side as often as possible. It works for both of us. The threat of someone from Russia coming to attack us lingers in Mikhail’s mind. Viktor isn’t a problem anymore because he’s rotting in prison. He pled guilty to attempted murder and abduction. Russian officials are seeking an extradition hearing to bring him to Moscow to face charges of murder for Mikhail’s parents.

It crushed Natasha when we told her. Ivan lost his temper and wanted to strangle Viktor, but they all decided that letting the courts handle it was for the best. They needed to move past the pain of the past. Mikhail has even gotten used to me going out with only two guards at a time.

Tonight, he’s out playing poker with a few friends, and I’m spending the evening reading in bed. I’ve picked up a few books at the bookstore today, and I’m already into the second one. The books are so sexy that I can’t wait for Mikhail to come home and eat my pussy. It’s aching, and he’s the only one that can make it better. I know he’ll be back in two hours, but the longing is still there and growing. I climb my big bellied body out of bed which is starting to get hard to do, in order to find a sweet snack.