Her mom threads her arm through hers and slowly leads her down the aisle to me as everyone stands and the music starts. When they’re in front of me, Kristy’s already crying and Maddie looks like she’s about two seconds away from it. Kristy gives me a big hug and kisses my cheek before putting her daughter’s hand in mine and sitting in the front row next to Katya, who’s holding Dmitri.
I squeeze Maddie’s hand, unable to look away from her. “You’re so beautiful,kiska,” I whisper.
She smiles and blinks back the tears. We say our vows before our family and friends, and when I slide the wedding band on her finger, a sense of peace washes over me. This is exactly where I was meant to be, and she’s the woman who was always meant to be mine. I know it with absolute certainty, and when he says I can kiss my bride, I cup her face and bring my lips to hers, kissing my wife. Her tears hit my fingers as she lets out a soft moan and opens her mouth to me.
Our family and friends cheer, and when I finally pull away, her eyes are filled with lust, and she’s so damn beautiful it freezes me in place and all I can do is stare.
“I can’t believe you’re really mine,” I tell her, brushing my thumb along her cheek. “I love you so much, baby.”
She smiles and grabs my hand, kissing my palm. “I love you too, and I can’t believe you’re really mine.”
I pick her up and hold her tighter, turning to all our guests that are dying to congratulate us. She wraps her arms around my neck, laughing when I refuse to put her down. We spend the next several minutes talking to everyone, laughing and hugging one another, and for someone who rarely smiles, I can’t fucking seem to stop. Once I put her down, she gives Nina a big hug and then grabs a smiling Dmitri, lifting him up in his little tux. He’s already smitten with her, and his big blue eyes light up when she makes him laugh. God, she’s going to be such a good mom. We’re both fully aware that her period is late, but we didn’t want to take the test before the wedding. We wanted this moment to be just ours and didn’t want to chance it being associated with a negative pregnancy test.
I laugh when Valeri pulls Maddie into a big hug, spinning her around, even though she yells at him that he’s going to strain himself too much. He just laughs and kisses her cheek before handing her off to Vasily. I know they’re all thrilled to have her in the family. I’d sent pictures to our mom, and although she’s happy for us and wishes us the best, she didn’t feel up to a trip to the States. I promised I’d send her photos and a video of the wedding. We all hope that one day she’ll want to be a part of our lives again and that she’ll take comfort in the family she still has instead of focusing on the husband she lost.
Pushing the thoughts aside, I grab Maddie’s hand and pull her back to me. “You sure you want to do this now?” I ask her. “You don’t have to. You can wait and do it later.”
“Are you kidding me? I’ve been waiting for this ever since you first told me about it, and I made sure to get a dress that left my arms free.”
I smile and kiss her before leading her over to Nikolai. He’s already setting up his equipment at a table on the veranda. His jacket is tossed over the back of a chair, and he’s rolled up the sleeves of his dress shirt. He gives her a big smile. “You ready to make this official, Mrs. Medvedev?”
She claps her hands and sits down with a big grin, laying her left arm out for him. “Hell yes, let’s do this.”
“Not so fast,” I tell her, lifting her up so I can sit down and put her on my lap. “You’re not the only one who’s been waiting for this.”
I kiss her shoulder as Nikolai turns on his equipment and gets to work. Everyone knows what’s going on and the importance of it. We told Kristy that it was a tradition in my family, but she’s not stupid. She’s seen enough to know something’s a little off with the Medvedev family, but she also sees how much I love her daughter, and she puts that above everything else.
Maddie and I watch the tattoo take shape, and when Nikolai starts on my name, she lifts a brow at me when she feels how hard I’m getting. I give her a wink, making her blush, and kiss her shoulder again. I love marking her as mine. Maybe it’s barbaric of me, but I don’t give a fuck. She’s mine, and I want the whole fucking world to know it.
“Wow, thanks,” she tells Nikolai when it’s all done. “It looks amazing.”
He smiles and puts some ointment on it before wrapping it up. “I’m glad you like it. If you ever want any more, you know where to find me.”
I nod my thanks before pulling my wife in for another kiss. “Dance with me,kiska.”
She smiles and lets me lead her to the spot we cleared for a dance floor. Several couples are already dancing, her mom and Boris included, and when I press her body to mine, she smiles and wraps her arms around my neck. The heels put her higher than I’m used to, but she’s still short enough to where she has to pull me down for a kiss.
“My husband is the sexiest man I’ve ever seen,” she whispers against my lips, making me smile.
“I was just thinking that about my wife,” I tell her. “I hope you appreciate my restraint, because I’d like nothing more than to fuck you right now. Do you have any idea how much it’s killing me to know I haven’t fucked my wife yet?”
She gives me a wicked little grin. “You love to tease me, Volodya,” she whispers against my lips. “You love to keep me right on the edge, denying me the orgasm you know I’m so desperate for.” She gives my bottom lip a soft bite and runs her nails lightly over my scalp, sending a shiver down my spine and making my fucking balls tighten. “Consider this payback.”
“Fucking hell,kiska,” I groan. “You trying to kill me?”
She smiles and discreetly presses against my raging hard-on. “I think you can take it.”
“Don’t be so sure about that.”
She laughs, but I’m being completely serious. She makes me wait hours. We eat and dance and laugh and pose for photographs until I swear not a drop of blood remains anywhere except my cock, and it’s all her fault. The secret smiles she keeps giving me, the way her fingers trail over my skin, the way she’s constantly discreetly rubbing against my dick, and then the way she just laughs at the heated looks I keep giving her.
God, her ass is going to be so red tonight.
When I’ve lasted as long as I can, I walk over to Vasily and Valeri. They take one look at my face and laugh.
“Pay up,” Valeri says, holding his hand out to Vasily who passes him a wad of cash.
“What are you betting on?” I ask, downing the shot Valeri hands me.
