Page 42 of The Bratva's Forced Bride

Yaro pushed my legs apart as he slid his hands up and down my backside. He let one continue until he reached my front, dropping his fingers to brush against my clit. He grazed it, making a shiver run through me.

I gasped as he traced slow circles there while he pumped himself a few times with his opposite hand. The moment he prodded my heat, my eyes squeezed shut.

In time with his patterns against my sensitive bud, Yaro spread me open and slid inside.

Choking around my moans, I was immediately shocked by how intense the new position felt. Burning heat coursed through me as he pushed further inside me and let me take in that incredible sensation.

Yaro groaned as he entered me, placing both hands on my hips. As I gripped the countertop and braced myself for his thrusts, he was met with little to no resistance.

When he drew his hips back and carefully created a faster pace, I moaned for him. That influx of pleasure made my eyes shut, and I couldn’t even attempt to keep my noises to myself.

As our mutual eagerness mounted, he quickened his thrusts, eliciting a sinful combination of our skin slapping together, along with our moans.

My legs alternated between being tense and feeling lighter than air. It was a struggle to keep myself standing as I received each one of his unrelenting thrusts that grew more powerful with each one.

I moved with the force of his hips, clenching around him.

Yaro grunted as he thundered into me, fingers tight from their place on my hips. He towered over me, making me feel completely surrounded by him.

There was no denying how it drove me crazy and made me want him even more.

He cursed to himself as he shuffled me back, creating a bigger arch as I gripped the counter to keep myself steady.

As the air in the room seemed to thin, Yaro reached for my hair and gripped it as he thrust into me.

While he hit an even deeper angle, I cried out for him like a siren, so incredibly full of him. I didn’t want to try and hide how much I was enjoying it, not when it clearly served as his motivation to give me as much as he could offer.

To my relief, that finish line was approaching at an alarming speed.

When I tightened around him again, building up that tension within me, Yaro groaned. His hips moved sinfully fast, pushing me further and further into that bliss.

As I hit my climax, I let go of a strangled moan and squeezed the countertop. My whole body tensed while I rode out that high, assisted by his continued thrusting.

When he couldn’t take it anymore, Yaro pulled me up until I was pressed almost flush against him, and he pumped into me. His thrusts were sloppy as he grunted and pulled out to spill his seed on my back.

I barely registered as he came down from his orgasm, still holding me up to keep me from falling over.

Yaro caught his breath, dropping his head down to pepper kisses across my naked shoulder and over to my neck. He gave my hip a small squeeze before helping clean me up.

Noticing how weak my legs were after it all, he scooped me up in his arms and took me to bed, both completely blissed out.

Chapter 16 - Yaro

My phone vibrating on the nightstand woke me up first thing, and while I wished I could ignore it and turn around, I was in no position to do that.

And it was lucky I didn’t roll back over and pull Grace into my arms, even if I wanted to. The thought of surrounding myself in warmth and staying under the blankets for a few more hours had the greatest appeal, but the moment I saw Elias’ contact flash on my screen, I knew that was wishful thinking.

There had been another hit. Another attempt to bring me and my family down.

Cursing under my breath at not being able to enjoy even twenty-four hours of bliss from my wife’s tenderness, I peeled myself out of bed and went straight into getting dressed.

I tried to do so quietly so as not to disturb her sleep, but once I was just about ready to go, Grace stirred.

“What’s going on?” She asked, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she sat up in bed.

Sighing, I slipped my phone in my pocket and leaned over to her side of the bed. “One of our locations has been hit. They need me out there.”

I expected her to roll over and fall back asleep, but she blinked back at me through the low light of the bedroom, wide awake.

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