Page 93 of The Bratva Enforcer and His Virgin Bride

I kiss my way down her body, spread her legs wide, and bury my face between her thighs to devour her. Her loud, breathless screams ring right in my ears.

I use my tongue to trace her from top to bottom, making long, wet strokes that have her hips lifting right off the mattress. Every time I swirl my tongue over her sensitive skin, she lets out a broken sob, her hands anchoring tight into the bedsheets.

I don’t give her a second to breathe. I lock my hands around her thighs, holding her wide open for me as I press my mouth flat against her core and start to suck. A loud, wet slurp echoes in the quiet bedroom, and Sofia completely loses it. She arches her back, her head tossing from side to side on the pillows as a string of breathless gasps pours from her lips.

“Lukyan—oh my god, please, please—” she begs, but her fingers are digging into my shoulders, pulling me closer instead of pushing me away.

She tastes sweeter than anything I’ve ever had, and the fact that she’s my wife makes my blood boil with pure possessiveness. I speed up, my tongue lapping at her wet folds, drinking her in while she writhes underneath me. Every soft smack of my lips and every wet slide of my tongue against her skin sends a violent shudder straight through her legs. She’s completely at my mercy, trembling and screaming my name into the empty room as I drive her closer and closer to the edge.

“Please, Lukyan… More, please,” Sofia begs, her voice completely broken as she arches against my mouth, practically chasing my tongue.

Hearing her ask for more takes every ounce of my remaining sanity. I drag myself away from her wet heat and stand up by the edge of the bed. I don’t take my eyes off hers for a single second as I quickly shed my clothes, ripping my shirt off and tossing it to the floor, then undoing my pants. The moment I free my hard cock, I see a deep, dark blush rush up her neck and cover her entire face.

I don’t wait. I climb right back over her, framing her body with mine. But as soon as my weight settles between her thighs,Sofia completely freezes up. Her hands press against my chest, and her entire body starts trembling under me.

I pull back a few inches, looking down at her rigid posture. “Hey,” I murmur, my voice rough but trying to calm her down. “Don’t be so tense, Sofia. Just breathe. Trust me.”

But when she looks up at me, I see something else entirely in her eyes. It isn’t just nerves. It’s pure, unmistakable fear.

My brow furrows, and a deep frown cuts across my face. I look from her panicked expression down to the tight stance of her hips. A sudden, heavy realization hits me right in the chest.

“Sofia,” I say, my voice dropping an octave as I lock my gaze onto hers. “Have you ever done this before?”

Instead of answering, she instantly avoids my eyes, looking away toward the wall as her blush deepens.

The silence in the room says everything.

I freeze, the reality crashing over me like a bucket of ice water. “Are you a virgin?” I ask, needing to hear her say it.

She bites her lower lip, still refusing to look at me, and gives a tiny, incredibly shy nod. “Yes,” she whispers.

A heavy groan tears from my throat, and I run a hand down my face, feeling the sheer weight of what almost just happened. “Sofia… fuck,” I swear, my chest heaving as I stare at her. “You should have told me. I was about to take you like a wild animal. Fuck.”

I start to pull away, shifting my weight off her to lie down by her side. “I’ll just hold you tonight,” I tell her, my voice still rough as I try to bring my breathing under control. “We don’t have to do this.”

But before I can move completely, her hands wrap around my forearms, stopping me.

“No,” Sofia says, her voice shaking slightly but full of determination. She looks right into my eyes. “I want you to have sex with me. I want you to take my virginity.”

My breath catches in my throat. I stare down at her, making sure she understands the weight of what she’s asking for. “Are you absolutely sure, Sofia?”

A small, genuine smile touches her lips, clearing away the last bit of her fear. “I’m sure, Lukyan.”

The sheer relief and desire that hits me is overwhelming. I lean back down and kiss her again, but the violence from before is completely gone. This time, it’s slow, deep, and reassuring.

While my mouth keeps her distracted, I slide my hand back down between her thighs. I gently slip a single finger inside her wet heat, moving slowly to stretch her and get her used to the feeling. I stretch her gently, pacing myself until I feel her body relax and open up under my hand.

When she’s completely soft and slick against my fingers, I slide them out and position myself at her entrance.

I look down at her face, holding her gaze as I wrap my arms around her, cradling her like she is the most precious gift in the entire world. Slowly, deliberately, I push forward.

Sofia catches her breath, her fingers digging into the muscles of my back as I begin to enter her.

“I’ve got you,” I murmur against her ear, my voice dropping to a soft, soothing whisper. “Just breathe for me, beautiful. You’re doing so well. I’m right here.”

I push a little deeper, moving with agonizing slowness to give her body time to adapt. I whisper sweet things into her skin, kissing her temple, her cheek, her jaw, distracting her from the tightness. Finally, with one smooth, careful press, I slide all the way inside her.

A tiny whimper escapes her lips, and I immediately stop, holding myself completely still within her deep, tight heat. I don’t move an inch, just resting my forehead against hers and kissing away the tear that slips down her cheek, waiting patiently while her body adjusts to the fullness of having me inside her.