“Jesus fucking Christ,” he moans when he’s empty. His fingers squeeze me gently as he slowly slides out of me, pulling a whimper from my used, spent body. I still can’t move. My body feels lighter than it’s ever been but also like it weighs a million pounds, so I stay with my ass in the air and my upper body collapsed on the bed, sobbing into the mattress like a fucking nutcase.
“Sweetheart,” he whispers against my back, kissing me while slowly pulling the dildo out and tossing it aside. His lips move along my skin, kissing me before he pulls back and palms my cheeks, gently spreading me apart to make sure I’m okay. Satisfied that everything looks good and that I didn’t tear, he leans down and wraps his arms around me, lifting me up and cradling me against his chest.
“You did so good, baby.” He kisses my forehead while carrying me into the bathroom. “It’s okay,kiska. I’ve got you.”
I’m still shaking and crying, still overwhelmed by everything that just happened. He runs us a bath, touching me and kissing me the whole time, until we’re both sinking under the warm water. It feels so good on my sore body, and when my eyes start to drift closed, he cups the back of my head, keeping me snuggled up against his neck so I’m in no danger of slipping below the water.
I want to stay awake, to talk to him about what just happened, but my body is having none of it. I never knew it was possible to feel this strong of a connection with someone. I’ve given Volodya everything I can give him, and I have zero regrets.
“I love you,” I tell him before the exhaustion pulls me under.
Chapter 16
Volodya
My fingers run over her soft, wet skin while she falls asleep against my chest with her face buried close to my neck. I know she’s sore, and I want her to soak in the warm water for as long as possible. Images of what we just did float through my mind, just like I know they will for the rest of my life. No matter what I’m doing or what I’m thinking about, some part of my brain will always be reliving the moment when Maddie let me into her virgin ass. God, she’s fucking amazing.
I kiss her head and stand up with her when the water starts to grow cold, grabbing a couple of towels on my way out. I dry her off as best I can and then tuck her into bed, crawling in beside her because no way in fuck am I leaving her side. She lets out a soft moan and cuddles into me, her body fitting to mine like it was always meant to be there. Her hand rests on my chest, giving me a perfect view of the diamond on her finger. I’d told my brothers and her mom that I was proposing today, and they’d all been thrilled at the news. As soon as Valeri’s well enough to leave the hospital, I’m marrying Maddie, because I can’t wait any longer than that.
The next few weeks pass by faster than I thought possible. Every morning I wake up surrounded by the woman I love, and every night I fall asleep with her sated body against mine. If anyone had told me that life could feel this damn good, I would’ve told them they were full of shit.
We’ve been rushing our wedding plans since neither one of us wants to wait, and in less than an hour, I’m going to stand up in front of my family and Bratva and join my life to Maddie’s. Standing on the balcony outside our bedroom, I look down at the last-minute preparations. The caterers are flitting around as Sibyl puts the finishing touches on the flower arrangements that cover every available surface. She’d been thrilled when we’d come into her shop to ask if she’d like to do our wedding, and she was more than happy to help Kristy and Maddie with some questions they had about the flower gardens they’ve been working on. The property looks even more beautiful with all the wildflowers and hanging baskets they’ve put up.
Maddie spent the night at her mom’s cabin last night, and I’ve been missing her nonstop. The experimental drug has been working beautifully for Kristy, and we’re all hopeful that it’s going to continue to kick her tumor’s ass. Boris has been visiting her often, even going so far as to drive her to appointments every once in a while, and every time Maddie sees him walking down the gravel road toward the cabin after his shift at the gate ends, she gets this big, goofy grin on her face. It’s fucking adorable.
“You ready for this, little brother?”
Vasily walks up beside me, resting his hands on the railing and laughing at the way the dogs are sniffing everything, tails wagging a mile a minute.
“I’m ready,” I tell him. “Is Maddie here?”
He laughs at the hopeful tone of my voice. “She’ll be here soon. Nina’s heading over there now to get them.”
“Seriously? You’re going to have a brother moment without me?”
I smile and turn at the sound of Valeri’s voice. He’s still healing from the gunshot wound, but he’s getting stronger every day and I have no doubt he’ll be back to getting his ass in trouble in no time.
“You always were dramatic,” I tell him, pulling him in for a hug.
He smacks my back and then gives a low whistle. “Nice tux.”
I run my hands down the dark jacket, feeling nervous all of a sudden. “Do I look okay?”
Vasily laughs and shares a look with Valeri.
“Stop fucking laughing at me. I’m nervous. This is the one and only time I’m doing this, and I want it to be perfect for her.” I point my finger at Valeri. “You especially can’t laugh. We all know you’re fucking next.”
He just laughs, giving me a carefree smile with his dimple on full display while he lifts up the bottle of vodka he brought and takes the shot glasses from his pocket. I’ve seen that look a million times, ever since he was little and chasing after Vasily and me, begging to hang out with us. My little brother has always been easy to smile, quick to get in a fight, and irresistible to women. It’s a hell of a mix, and one day some woman is going to send him to his knees, and I can’t wait to see it. I’m going to laugh my ass off when it happens.
Vasily and I each take a glass, letting Valeri fill them to the brim before he holds his up and says, “May your sex life be exciting and naughty enough to always make Maddie blush.”
I laugh and down the shot with them. He’s all set to pour another when Ilya yells in Russian from the veranda, “She’s coming, Volodya!”
Vasily gives me a big smile and hugs me. “Congrats, brother. I’m happy for you.”
“All right, let’s get his ass downstairs before we all start crying like a bunch of middle-aged women,” Valeri says with a laugh, leading the way down the stairs and taking another shot or two on the way.
I walk past the guests, giving nods and smiles to everyone but not seeing any of it. All I can think about is the woman I’m about to marry. Standing up front with my brothers beside me, and Nina on the other side as the matron of honor, I turn and face the back, knowing that’s where she’ll first appear. When I catch sight of a white dress, my breath catches in my throat as everything else fades away except the sight of my bride-to-be coming into view. My throat feels tight when she meets my eyes and gives me a big smile. She’s been very careful to keep her dress a secret, and I’m so glad she did, because seeing it on her now is one of the best surprises she’s ever given me. The white, satin dress is strapless, leaving so much of her beautiful skin bare, and fits her waist perfectly and then flares out, leaving me the faintest glimpse of her high-heeled feet. She looks like a goddamn queen, and I’m very close to embarrassing myself by crying like a damn baby in front of all my men. She’s wearing the diamond necklace and earrings I gave her last night, but her beauty trumps everything else.
