Page 42 of The Bratva King's Pregnant Bride

I remembered the kisses we shared the night before, and a sudden heat flushed my cheeks.

I couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming desire to press my lips against his once again. And yet… there was something about the expression on his face which didn’t sit quite right with me, even though I knew he was asleep. He seemed so much more vulnerable when he slept. Almost…innocent.

It reminded me of that boyish smile he used to flash at me every time he wanted to impress me or win my approval. My first thought—my instinctive reaction, really—was to protect him.

Gently, I crawled over him and positioned myself above his sleeping form.

Dominik stirred, then our eyes met. He smiled, closing his eyes, then opened them again and let them lock with mine.

He reached for my face and removed the hair falling over my eyes. He then guided his hands to the small of my back.

The corners of his lips stretched into a tender smile as he whispered, “Morning, Mrs. Sharov.”

“Morning, Dominik,” I breathed out before capturing his lips in a passionate kiss.

Dominik reciprocated with just as much intensity, if not more. His hands traced up my back and knotted into my tousled hair.

Breaking the kiss, I shifted back, suddenly shy, yet pleased with myself. Dominik seemed to have a pleasant hint of shock, replacing his usually stern expression with a softer, amused one. His green eyes sparkled.

“Maya.” He whispered my name with a hint of awe. “I must admit, I didn’t see that coming.”

I bit my lip, trying—and failing, I’m sure—to suppress my grin. I let my fingertips trace down his chest, tracing the jagged lines of his muscles, sensing the beat of his heart beneath. “There’s a lot of you I have yet to see,” I finally murmured.

I took myself to the lower part of his body, and gently began to rub his erection. I could almost smell his arousal.

His fingers laced into my curly brown locks. He sighed, letting go of the last shred of restraint left in him. His hand slid down the expanse of my back, and a soft moan escaped me.

My fingers trailed across his chest, and I pressed my breasts against his strong muscles.

Dominik moaned again, pushing into my touch. He pulled me onto him, crushing me against his rock-hard torso. A growl rumbled through his throat.

He kissed my neck, then my chin. I shivered in response, my breath hitching with pleasure. His fingers found purchase in my wild curls, massaging my scalp as he held me close. My eyes closed, taking the opportunity to savor the intimacy between us. I could feel his warm breath fanning over my neck. The feeling made me melt. I needed this to be as good as I hoped it would be.

“What are you doing?” His breathless words came out in a commanding tone.

I grinned. “You’ll see,” I replied coyly.

Dominik watched me with hungry eyes as I continued with my ministrations. After some minutes, his eyes fluttered shut. When they reopened, his lustrous green eyes looked up at me. “Do you know what happens next?” His voice rasped huskily.

I raised myself slightly from his body to stare into those emerald eyes, and my mouth curled up in a smile. “Yes.” I replied, “and I can’t wait.” My voice was low, sultry.

The air crackled between us as we stared into each other’s eyes. His thick cock was growing even harder against me, and I moaned. “You make me feel so many things, Dominik. Things I never knew I’d need to experience…”

His hands moved under my top, touching me, caressing me. “That is the way it should be,” he murmured, his deep, sensual voice like velvet against my skin. “Only this time, instead of being afraid you may lose yourself, there will only be me to remind you who you truly belong to.”

I gazed back at him for a moment longer. Then, I curled my fingers around his cock, and guided it to my moist entrance. Lowering myself further, I slowly slipped down on top of his cock, pressing down on him with all the gentleness I could muster.

The tension built immediately as his arms wrapped tightly around my hips and his mouth crashed hungrily on mine. The kiss became more and more demanding, and I responded, giving him whatever he asked for, knowing full well that it was what he wanted.

Dominik groaned deeply in his throat and rocked his hips against me, his eyes trained on me. He wasn’t being aggressive, and I knew it was because of the baby. He was trying to be careful.

So, I started rocking gently back and forth, slowly moving on him. His body quaked with restrained passion. He gripped my ass tight enough to bruise, and pulled my hips higher up his shaft.

With each thrust of my hips, his body tensed as waves of ecstasy raced through our veins; I wanted to make his brain short circuit, giving him the most intense orgasm he’d ever had, and I think I succeeded.

His body trembled and pulsed as his balls tightened, and he released a guttural grunt. I heard the sound, and I knew he felt the same things I did. His seed flowed freely into me, filling me to the brim.

As the waves of bliss subsided, Dominik rolled me over. He kissed me fiercely, devouring my lips and tongue. Then, with one swift motion he flipped us back over and began kissing and licking his way from my jawline, along my neck and down my collarbone.

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