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Driving inside her, I felt the first stirrings of my orgasm, and I tried to control myself, but Niamh’s pussy was just too good, and I came, spilling my cum deep inside her womb. Even after my orgasm subsided, I didn’t pull away. The temptation to hold her and give her all my body weight was strong, but I held back and just looked down at her.

She had this soft smile on her face. “I was hoping this is what dinner would lead to.”

“Your leg is all but healed, I don’t see a reason to hold back.” I dropped a kiss on her nose and then took possession of her lips. I kissed her hard, and heard her soft intake of breath.

“We didn’t finish dinner.”

“I can eat dinner cold,” I said.

She giggled.

I knew she and Ivan had their secret. There was more about their first meeting than she let on, but I also had a feeling this was Ivan’s secret, not my wife’s. I wasn’t angry with her that she didn’t share it with me. In fact, I was glad she didn’t.

After all she had been through, Niamh was strong. She refused to give away Ivan’s secrets, and that meant she held a loyalty within her, one that Ivan could respect. All the men and women of the Volkov Bratva had to be loyal. Ivan was king. And to me, Niamh had proven herself.

Kissing her again, I felt my cock start to fill as arousal took over. I heard her moan and felt the answering pulse of her cunt as she tightened around my cock.

I wanted to get her pregnant.

Pulling out of her, I moved her to her knees, getting her into position, and then I drove deep inside her. From this angle, I knew I was going to get as deep as possible, and I wanted to drive her crazy. Reaching between her thighs, I began to stroke her clit, feeling her cunt tighten around me. She was so sensitive that every little touch set her aflame, which was exactly what I wanted.

“Are you close?” I asked.

“I don’t think I can come…” She didn’t finish, because I changed the angle but didn’t stop touching her clit, and where she didn’t think she could finish, I showed her she very much could.

I loved the sounds she made and this time, I drew every bit of pleasure from her, hearing my name fall from her lips.

When she couldn’t take any more of my teasing, I stopped, grabbed her hips, and then pounded inside her pussy, driving my cock in harder and deeper, and this time, as I came, I pushed every inch of my cock inside her, and spilled wave upon wave of my cum into her cunt.

I wanted her pregnant.

I wanted to fill her up.

I wanted her to belong to me completely.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Niamh

“So, how did you and Ivan meet?” I asked.

This was kind of a dangerous question, because I was worried he’d start to ask me more questions. I’d been honest with how we’d met. I just hadn’t filled in all the blanks of our story.

I was curious about Peter.

“My father was part of the Bratva before Ivan turned up. Before Ivan, the Bratva wasn’t exactly thriving. They followed their rules and kept old traditions alive. When it came to my father, though, he had his own set of rules to live by. Ivan found me when I was young. He hadn’t even begun to take over the Bratva at this time. He snuck onto my father’s land, told me what was happening. Told me the truth of my brothers and sisters, who they were, and where they were coming from.”

Peter stopped and reached into the water to take hold of my hands. We’d been lying in the hot water for a short time, and I rested against Peter. His legs were on either side of me, and I had been resting my hands on his thighs.

“So Ivan didn’t miraculously take over the Bratva from his father?”

“No, we had to take our time. Little by little, he took land and then pushed out the competition. He built a name for himself, made everyone afraid of him, and when the time came, he told me that to swear my loyalty to him, I had to kill my father and everyone associated with the games he played.”

I tilted my head to look back to him. “Was that hard to do? Kill your father?”

He shook his head. “No, it was one of the easiest kills I ever made. Taking him out, along with the men and women who’d earned money from watching us all suffer. That had been easy.”

I settled back into the water, imagining all kinds of horrendous things. It was difficult to even think about. Men and women taking joy in kids being terrified, doing whatever they could to survive. “I couldn’t imagine going through that.”

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