Page 58 of The Vampire's Storm

Now she belonged to him and was wearing his ring.

After all, she was pregnant with the heir of the Russian mafia.

“Wonderful,” Elizabeth replied, and Nikolay heard the smile in her voice, knowing she’d be rubbing her belly as she did at least a hundred times a day. “I purchased a crib today. I know you said we may not be here, but if our son comes early, then we need a place for him to sleep.”

They didn’t know the sex, but he’d growled at her enough times she now referred to the unborn child as their son.

That’s what he loved about Elizabeth. Her compliance and the ease with which he was able to train and shape her.

One day soon they would return to the motherland and his Italian wife would learn the Russian way of life.

God knows the man she had been fucking for years beforehand had no respect for her.

Xander Tomassi.

The stupid fucker who had handed him a silver platter full of vampires, pharmaceutical data, and the ability to control the world.

There were just a few roadblocks in the way.

Like the people fucking destroying their production facilities. Not for much longer. Now he had the Moretti princess.

All they had to do was stop. Then he’d return her.

Well...that may or may not be true.

“Our son will sleep with me.” Nikolay’s voice was dark and firm.

“He will not,” she chastised. “You will crush him.”

Nikolay wasn’t sure if he liked the momma bear boldness Elizabeth had begun displaying, but as long as she remained submissive to him sexually, then he would put up with it.

For now.

It was to keep their child alive, so again, he would tolerate some of it.

“You may set up the baby room in our New York penthouse, but we will return to St. Petersburg soon. I will have my staff there put everything together for our imminent arrival.”

“When?”

“When I say,” Nikolay growled.

“I am your wife, Nikolay. You can’t keep me in the dark like you did when you kidnapped me.”

There it was.

The line she shouldn’t cross.

“You are still my captive. I just impregnated and married you,” Nikolay snapped.

He had no time for this. He needed to focus on his captives a few blocks away and the next steps in his plan.

“Are you—” Elizabeth began.

“I will be home soon. When Alexi notifies you, I want you naked on our bed with the leather straps on your ankles.”

Silence.

“I want you to lather the lubricant on your pussy and almost come just beforehand. But do not come. I will know,” he told her.

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