Page 66 of The Bratva King's Twins

“No offense, Lar, but I don’t think they want any visitors on this trip,” Kir murmured with a mischievous grin.

Lara threw him a look of repulsion at the idea as she playfully swatted him away. “Gross!”

The others laughed as I tried to push away the heat creeping up my neck at the implication, well aware of how we intended to pass the time together.

Eventually, the celebration came to a close, and everyone saw us off. With our bags already in the back of the car, Ari pulled away from the house as evening set in, holding my hand all the while.

We finished the wonderful day spent with his family by catching our flight to Costa Rica, prepared to continue the celebration on our own.

“The honeymoon we never got to have,” Ari murmured to me as he kissed the back of my hand while we sat together in the private jet, overlooking the world beneath us.

I smiled at him, grateful for it all.

After everything, I couldn’t wait to relax and focus on the two of us in the warm weather, soaking in the sun and the fresh air.

Realizing he was right, I knew the trip was going to be even better than I had anticipated.

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The suite was even more perfect than I could’ve imagined, in awe of the resort choice Ari had made for us.

Surrounded by glimmering water, we were practically staying in a mansion on a pier connected by boardwalks and short bridges. Outside every window was a view of the ocean, along with the beautiful scenery.

The lush interior felt so open and airy as the white curtains billowed in the light breeze, immediately offering us pure comfort and relaxation.

I breathed in that salty air as Ari wrapped his arms around me and pressed a gentle kiss against my neck.

“You like it?”

“Of course,” I hummed, putting my hand over his where it rested against my stomach tenderly. “It’s incredible.”

“Good. Make yourself at home for the next week,” he said, pressing a kiss against my neck that made me smile. “I have a relaxing itinerary you can take a look at, and dinner will be brought to us shortly. But in the meantime,” Ari hummed, carefully turning me around to face him, “I was thinking we could break this place in.”

Catching on to his real meaning, my heart thrummed, and my skin was already warm all over.

“I wouldn’t complain,” I murmured in return, looking up at the gorgeous man I had the privilege of calling my husband.

Pleased by my confirmation, his hands were already ghosting my waist and hips—a telltale sign that he was already turned on and growing more restless by the minute.

“I’m glad we’re always on the same page,” he returned quietly as he leaned in, capturing my lips with his.

It didn’t matter how many times we kissed, it always felt just as intense as the first time, and it always left me wanting more. Thankfully, he seemed to be thinking the same thing, as he didn’t break the kiss to nudge me back, guiding me toward the bed.

“You don’t know how worked up I’ve been all day,” Ari mumbled as the mattress connected with the back of my legs, and he carefully eased me onto it. Pushing my hips back and guiding me to a lying position, he sank to his knees as he pressed kisses down my legs. “Seeing you in that dress, walking around and looking so pregnant—fuck...”

Excitement scurried through me at his confession, still just as glad about how much it aroused him to see me that way, knowing I was carrying his children.

“Now I don’t have to wait,” he continued, moving between my thighs as he made his way closer to my throbbing heat and pushed the hem of my dress up to expose more of my skin.

Sucking in a deep breath the moment he hooked his fingers into the hem of my underwear and pulled it down, not bothering to tease me beforehand, I let go of it the second his tongue brushed against my clit.

Breathlessly, I moaned for him, melting as his tongue ran through my folds, eagerly collecting my arousal.

He hummed into me as he gripped my thighs, taking so much pleasure in exploring me that I couldn’t help but wonder if it was borderline more for him than for me. Losing himself in it, Ari moaned into me and devoured every inch, not letting it go to waste.

As his saliva mixed with my arousal, creating the perfect concoction between us, my thighs started to shake, my belly already tightening from his enthusiasm.

Arching my back slightly off the bed, I let myself soak up that addictive attention, beyond grateful he took so much pride in making me feel good. It seemed like a bonus that his pleasing me turned him on with absolute ease.

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