Page 144 of The Medvedev Bratva


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“Fuck,kiska,” he groans against my lips when he cups my pussy, feeling how wet I am.

When he lowers down, I tug on his shoulders. “Your suit!”

He laughs and rests his knees on the dirt, running his hands up my thighs and lifting my dress. “I don’t give a shit about my suit, baby.” Leaning closer, he kisses a line along my stomach as he slowly peels my panties off. “All I care about is tasting you. Fuck everything else.”

There’s no way in hell I’m going to argue with that logic, especially when he starts to kiss a line down and I feel the heat of his breath on my skin, getting closer and closer to where I need him. His strong hands grip my thighs, gently nudging them further apart to give him better access.

“Show me what’s mine, baby.” He looks up at me, giving my clit a soft flick of his tongue. “Spread that little pussy for me.”

“Fuck,” I whisper, sliding my hands between my legs and spreading myself open for him. He tucks my dress up so nothing is obscuring his view and runs his eyes over me.

“Wider,” he growls.

I do as he asks, and spread my pussy as wide as I can, completely exposing myself to his hungry gaze.

He raises his eyes to mine. “Don’t fucking move.”

Unable to speak, I give him a quick nod and then watch as he brings his gorgeous mouth to my pussy and starts to devour every goddamn inch of me. His fingers dig into my thighs, keeping them spread apart but also knowing I’m going to need to use him as leverage to stay upright in just a few minutes.

I can’t take my eyes off the way he’s licking and kissing me, fucking me with his mouth like he’ll never be able to get enough of me. His tongue hits my fingers as he delves into me again and again. Already I’m close. I can feel it building to the breaking point, and when he locks his eyes on mine and wraps his lips around my clit, I bite my lip to keep from screaming as I come hard.

He growls against my cunt, licking and sucking, coaxing another orgasm onto me before I’ve even come down from the first. He’s relentless, only slowing down when I let go of my pussy and run my hands through his hair. I’m shaking so badly, I can barely stand. He grips me tighter, gentling his movements as he licks and sucks me clean. When he’s satisfied, he stands back up, his face glistening with my juices, and pulls me in for a deep kiss.

I will never get tired of seeing him covered in me. When both our faces are wet and our mouths tasting of my arousal, he pulls back with a groan, resting his forehead against mine.

“I love you,kiska,” he whispers.

I smile and kiss him again. “I love you too.”

Shoving my panties into his pocket, he threads his fingers through mine and starts leading me to the house. Instead of going inside, he guides me around to the back, sitting in one of the patio chairs and pulling me into his lap so we can watch the sunset together. The waves crash below us while the different shades of pink and orange light up the sky.

“So beautiful,” I whisper.

“Breathtaking,” Volodya says, and when I turn to look at him, he’s looking straight at me.

“There’s the sweet stuff.” I grin at him and run my finger along his stubbled jaw.

“You’re about to get a bunch more.”

“Oh really?” I sit up straighter and run my fingers through his hair. “Lay it on me.”

He laughs and pulls me closer. “Before I met you, I never even thought it was possible for me to fall in love. Honestly, I thought there was just something missing inside me. I love my family, but that’s not the same thing. I thought I was incapable of loving a woman, but now I know that it was just because I hadn’t met you yet.”

“Volodya,” I whisper, but he cuts me off by gently cupping my face and running his thumb over my lips

“I’m not finished,kiska.”

I smile and kiss his thumb.

“You are everything to me, baby, every fucking thing, and I can’t ever go back to a life without you. I wouldn’t be able to survive it, not after knowing what it’s like to have you. I want to spend the rest of my life loving you, taking care of you, fucking you, and worshipping every goddamn inch of you.”

My eyes start to tear up, and they spill over when he lifts me off his lap so he can stand in front of me. Reaching into his pocket, he brings out a small, velvet box and then kneels in front of me for the second time today. My hands are shaking by the time he opens it, revealing the most beautiful ring I’ve ever seen. Even through my tears, I can see the diamonds sparkle.

“You have my heart, Maddie. You have every single part of me, and you’re it for me, sweetheart. I promise I will love you and be faithful to you and take care of you for the rest of my life. Will you marry me?”

His eyes are filled with so much love that it makes me start crying even harder, so my yes comes out as a shaky whisper, but I mean it with all my heart, and as soon as he hears it, he gives me the biggest smile I’ve ever seen him give as he slides the beautiful ring on my finger. His smile lights up his whole face, and I cup it, bringing him closer so I can kiss him.

“I love you so much,” I whisper against his lips.