“It’s so good,” she mutters again and again. “Oh, Viktor…God, yes…”
She’s tightening up again, so I hold on, speeding up a little. “You want to come now, baby?”
“Yes, please, please.”
“Let it go, baby. Let me see it.”
Her body gives in to me and she buries her face in the blankets to let out a desperate cry of passion. Her pussy vibrates and squeezes my cock, threatening my resilience. I hold on, though. I’m not done with her. Not by a mile.
Just like the first time, she squirts. Her juices start to run out of her like a river. I pull out and lick her pussy, licking it all as it quivers and splashes against my tongue.
I suck on her clit, drinking her as it dribbles into my mouth, and I feel her thighs shake. Then I move up to her ass and circle my tongue around it over and over, plunging it inside her.
Breathlessly, she moans my name as I get her nice and wet for me. Finally, I stand and press the head of my cock against her asshole.
“Relax,” I tell her as I slowly push myself inside her. She tightens up and I stop. “I said, relax,Tanechka. Breathe for me.”
She takes a moment, then I feel her relax as she takes a breath. I slide inside her and she lets out a low, guttural moan.
Before I thrust again, I run a hand down her spine, leaving a line of goosebumps wherever I touch her. “Trust me,” I say as I start thrusting slow. “Give that to me, baby girl. Let me show you…”
It’s almost too much for me. Her tight little ass closes around my cock with every thrust and I feel like I might explode from the inside out. The deeper I go, the more she leans into me. Finally, I find myself leaning into her, wrapping an arm around her waist just to find some stability.
I pull her up and her arms come up, wrapping around my head as I kiss her neck. “See how I love you,” I moan in her ear. “MyTanechka. Feel how deep it is.”
Her mouth finds mine and we kiss, sharing the taste of our sex between us. I slide my hand between her legs and roll her clit, as slippery as oil around and around. She moans against my lips as her asshole grips my cock.
“Come with me?” she asks softly.
“Anything,” I moan back.
I grip her breast with the other hand and she holds it with me, her soft touch encouraging me as I squeeze her nipple between my fingers.
And then she comes, her head falls back against me as she moans to the ceiling, her legs shaking and her pussy quivering under my touch. Like a shockwave it hits me and I explode inside her, filling her asshole up as I come.
I grunt and moan with my mouth on her neck. She melts in my arms until I have to lay her back down on the bed… and I go with her. We fall onto the bed together, my cock still inside her and my arms still around her body.
“Tell me you’re mine,” I whisper to her.
Without hesitation, she responds with, “I’m yours. All yours. Every part of me.”
I brush her damp hair away from her face and kiss her again. “I love you, myTanechka.”
“I love you,” she moans into my mouth.
We both liespent in the bed, our legs intertwined, her head resting on my chest. She’s sound asleep and I can feel her heart beating against my ribcage. I’ve been concentrating on the feeling, slowly realizing that it matches mine.
When I was younger, I used to hear love stories like this. Usually from the elders within the brotherhood. Those who were lucky enough to have grown old enough not to have to worry about appearing weak for telling people they love their wives.
There haven’t been many like that in my time. Only a few, as I recall. But anytime we got drunk and started trading war stories, sooner or later, they’d offer up the oldest story ever told in the brotherhood. It’s the story of how the warrior fell from the mountain for the love of a woman.
Sometimes it was tragic. Some love lost to the bullet or just to their own stupidity. But for the few who still had it in them to love, they always said some variation of the same thing.She rules my heart.
I glance down at her, her face serene in the moonlight above us, and I listen to her heartbeat against mine… and I wonder if the life inside her has a heartbeat that matches both of ours.
There is nothing on this earth that will keep me from protecting them… and it’s going to be the most difficult thing I’ve ever had to do. I have to keep her safe. I have to keep my family safe.
The thought hits me like a sledgehammer and my eyes start to burn with unexpected tears.
My family perished so long ago that sometimes, I can’t even remember their faces or their voices. The only one I had left was the one I made for myself in Nicki, and since he’s been gone, I was content to have no one.
And now I have her… and our child. I take a deep breath and wipe away the tears. No one is taking them away from me. I won’t let that happen ever again.
“Viktor?” she whispers, her eyes opening groggily. “Are you okay?”
I squeeze her to me and whisper, “I’m fine, baby. Go back to sleep.”
She nuzzles herself into me more and drifts back off.
Tomorrow, everything changes and our lives will begin.
