I don’t need to be told twice. My hands slide down to her ass, gripping her tightly as I lift her off the ground. She wraps her legs around my waist instinctively, her arms circling my neck. My mouth crashes into hers, kissing her fiercely as I carry her toward a nearby tree.
I press her against the rough bark, my hands roaming over her body. Her skin is soft and smooth under my touch, and I can’t get enough of it. My fingers find her pussy, already wet and ready for me. She gasps into my mouth as I slide two fingers inside her, curling them just right to make her moan.
“Aleksandr,” she whispers, her voice trembling with need.
I pull my fingers out, bringing them to my lips to taste her. She watches me with wide eyes, her breath coming in short, frantic gasps. ”You taste so fucking good.”
I kiss her again, my tongue exploring her mouth as my hands continue to explore her body. She’s so responsive, so eager, and it drives me wild.
I drop down to my knees, throwing her leg over my shoulder when I see it.
I freeze, my breath warm against her skin as I see the wordspregnantwritten across her abdomen. “Is this true?” My voice is rough, unsteady, nothing like the control I usually hold.
Her head falls back, lips parted, a trembling gasp leaving her. “Yes,” she whispers.
I look up at her, my hands tightening on her hips. “You’re pregnant?”
Her eyes flutter down to meet mine, wide and glassy, her breath catching as she nods. “Yes, Aleksandr.”
A shudder runs through me. I press my lips to her inner thigh, a slow, reverent kiss. Then another, and another, working my way upward. “Moya,” I murmur against her skin, my voice breaking, “you are going to be the most perfect mother. Do you know what you’ve given me?”
I pause, nuzzling closer, tasting the salt of her skin as my lips trail higher. “You’re giving me everything. You’re making me a father.”
My hands roam up her body, greedy to hold all of her at once. “I have killed men for less than the love I feel for you right now,” I confess softly, kissing the tender skin just below her belly. “For this life we’ve made. For you.”
I look up at her from my knees, my mouth still at her skin, my eyes locked on hers. “Thank you,Moya.”
Her breath hitches as my fingers slide up the inside of her thighs, spreading her open for me. I don’t hesitate, leaning in to taste her, my tongue dragging a slow, deliberate line between her folds. She cries out, her fingers tangling in my hair, holding me there as I devour her.
“Aleksandr,” she whimpers, her hips bucking against my mouth. “Oh, God,please.”
I groan against her, the sound vibrating through her core as I flick my tongue over her clit, teasing and circling it until she’s shaking above me. My hands grip her hips tighter, keeping her steady as I work her with my mouth, drinking in every gasp and moan she gives me.
“You taste like heaven,” I growl, lifting my head just enough to speak before diving back in, licking and sucking at her like a manstarved. Her legs tremble, and I can feel her getting closer, her body tightening beneath my lips.
“I want you inside me,” she begs, her voice trembling with need. “Please, Aleksandr, I need you.”
I pull away reluctantly, pressing one last kiss to her soaked folds before standing up. Her chest heaves as she looks up at me, her eyes dark with desire.
“Turn around,” I command, my voice low and hungry. She obeys without hesitation, pressing her palms against the tree for support as she arches her back for me. I step closer, my hands roaming over her curves before sliding down to grip her hips.
“You’re going to look so beautiful swollen with our child,” I murmur, leaning down to press hot kisses along her shoulder blades. “I can’t wait to see you round and full of me.”
A shiver runs through her as I unfasten my slacks, freeing my cock and pressing it against her entrance. She gasps, pushing back against me, desperate for more.
“Tell me what you want,” I demand, my voice rough with need.
“I want you to fill me up,” she breathes, her voice trembling with desire. “I want you to give me more babies.”
That’s all the encouragement I need. I thrust into her in one smooth motion, burying myself to the hilt as she lets out a strangled moan of pleasure. Her walls clench around me, tight and wet, and I groan at the sensation.
“You’re mine,” I growl, gripping her hips tighter as I start to move, driving into her with steady, relentless strokes. “All mine. And this—” I thrust harder, making her cry out. “This is mine too.”
Her moans grow louder with every thrust, and I can feel her body tightening around me as she gets closer to the edge. I lean over her, pressing my chest against her back as I fuck her harder, deeper.
“Come for me, Moya,” I whisper in her ear, nipping at her earlobe. “Let me feel you fall apart on my cock.”
With a sharp cry, she obeys, her body convulsing around me as she comes hard. I follow right after, groaning loudly as I spill into her, filling her up just like she asked.
