Page 23 of The Bratva's Hostage

I grinned. She had been so soft and malleable beneath my fingers. She was so very sensitive. My cock stirred as memories of her moans and her fingers scraping my back as she held on tighter while I ploughed into her filled my head.

The thought of being with a woman other than her made me shudder with disgust. No one could compare with her. They had all lost their appeal in my eyes.

Fuck, am I falling for her?

My hand on her hair stilled. Why am I so attracted to her? I couldn’t deny that she was exceptionally beautiful, however, that did not alter the glaringly obvious fact that although she was now my wife and as such, should be loyal to me, she was the enemy’s daughter and could betray me at any turn.

My lips turned down in a frown. Getting married was not her choice. I had forced her into this, knowing she had no other option than to do what I wanted. To her, this was only a business arrangement to ensure the safety of her family.

It’s best not to get caught up in her charms.

I’d always hoped that when I finally married, I would have a loving family, the only thing that could be seen as normal in my world, but now, it seemed there was no chance of that ever happening.

Elena stirred in my arms, her mouth opening in a yawn and her arms stretching out. I chuckled. She must have been very tired after the night she had and her introduction to new experiences.

She burrowed deeper into me, rubbing her head on my arm, and tossing her leg over my hip until she was wrapped around me. I chuckled as she mewled, reminding me of a cat.

The sound of my snickering brought her out of her sleepy haze as she tensed in my arms. She glanced upwards, realizing where she was.

Her audible gasp as she stared at me with wide eyes was comical. I held her close as she tried to escape my arms.

“Let me go, you brute,” she growled as she tried to wriggle free from my grasp.

“Brute? I’ve never heard that one before,” I laughed.

“Funny. I’d have thought you would’ve, considering it’s a very fitting description for you,” she said. “Maybe they’re just too scared to say it in front of you but I’m sure it’s been whispered behind your back so many times.”

I laughed again, amused, and impressed. And here she was, her usual self again. It’d been a long time since I had anyone speak that way to me. They all cowered in fear, quaking at the knees when I leveled them with a look. Yet somehow, I knew that wasn’t going to work with her. She would likely glare at me in return.

I smiled. Despite the nature of our conversation, it was wonderful to wake up to laughter, light tease, and fun. It was a pleasing way to start the day.

“What’s so amusing?” she questioned, squinting as she waited for me to answer.

“Just you. You’re quite entertaining.”

She frowned. “Is that why you married me then? To provide entertainment to your otherwise boring life?”

A burst of surprised laughter escaped me. I didn’t expect that response but with her, I was beginning to learn to expect the unexpected.

I ran my hand lightly down the length of her body, grinning when she breathed faster and harder and shot me a sharp look.

“There are many other reasons why I married you,” I teased, a leery smile making its way onto my face.

“Oh my God, you’re such a pervert,” she panicked, trying harder to wriggle free, although her actions only served to bring us closer. I groaned as my cock hardened while she rubbed against me.

“I don’t quite think that’s the word for it, princess. I’m your husband. It’s well within my rights to want you.”

“Let go of me,” she screamed against my ear as I winced.

“Fine. I will let you go on one condition,” I said, a slow smile spreading my lips as she waited in anxious anticipation. “You’ll have to kiss me first.”

She contemplated her options before giving in. She eased up, pressing her lips to mine. Just as she was about to pull away, I grabbed her by her head and held tight as I parted her lips with mine, slipping my tongue into her mouth. I sucked her tongue into my mouth one more time before letting her go.

She rolled away from my arms and sat up straight and this time, I didn’t stop her. Her cheeks staining pink with blush. She looked up at me and quickly looked away when she realized my eyes were fixed on her, making her blush even more.

A cocky grin tilted my lips at her sudden coyness. Her youthful innocence peeked through, reminding me of just how young and inexperienced she was. She had never looked as appealing as she did now, her bed hair tousled up, lips swollen and eyes unguarded.

I allowed her the distance she put between us although all I wanted to do was drag her back into my arms and plunge my gradually hardening cock into her. I placed my hand beneath my head, putting on a show as her eyes wandered down the length of my body, stopping at my cock.

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