Page 69 of Arranged to Marry the Bratva

Before I can react, she has swept the baby from Vanya’s arms, smothering her with kisses. "You precious little angel! Your god-mommy Pippa will always be here for you!"

I laugh at her dramatics. But beneath it, I'm grateful for her devotion. With my sisters by our sides, our daughter will never lack for love.

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I glance around the room, taking in the familiar faces of my siblings and cousins. Lev sits nearby, flashing me a charming grin as he leans forward eagerly for a peek at the baby. Beside him, Damien is uncharacteristically quiet, his usual scowl replaced by something like wonder as he gazes at my daughter. Even Boris looks misty-eyed as he pats Nikolai on the back in congratulations.

As I introduce each cousin to the new arrival, I'm touched by their sincere delight. Abram tickles her toes playfully while Mark lets her curl her tiny hand around his finger. Vladimir’s gruff voice softens as he murmurs, "Welcome, little one."

In this room, surrounded by those who care for us, Nikolai and I relax into the role of proud new parents. The stresses of our unusual lives momentarily fade away.

Lara, noticing how tired I am, offers to take over with the baby. I hand her over gratefully, giving Lara a look of complete reverence. She chuckles and laughs when I call her a godsend.

While I love being a mother, I understand now why they say it takes a village to raise one.

Too soon, I glance at my watch, a rueful look on my face. How time flies. Though, I still do look forward to the rest of the evening. I find Nikolai deep in conversation with Boris, Ivan, and Abram and pull him aside. "We should get going," I say regretfully. "Your family will be waiting."

As I begin to gather our things, Nikolai pulls me aside gently. His eyes smolder as he gazes down at me, his voice a low rumble meant only for my ears. "But first, I was hoping we could steal a moment alone."

My pulse quickens at the promise in his words. Since the baby's arrival, passion has taken a backseat to parenthood. But Nikolai's desire still burns hot, and I feel my own spark to life in response.

Wordlessly, I let him lead me from the room. Nikolai's hand is warm on my lower back, sending a shooting spark of electricity through my body as he guides me down the hall. We slip into an empty guest room, and the click of the lock falling into place sends a thrill through me.

He wastes no time, his mouth hot and hungry on mine as his hands roam my body. I cling to him just as fiercely, our pent-up need cresting like a wave.

“God, I’ve missed you,” he tells me.

I’ve missed him too. We’re always together, but never like this.

“You’re telling me,” I moan as I lean into him, my hips thrusting into his, my hands reaching for the buttons of his shirt.

“No time,” he moans as he stops me and guides my fingers down to his belt. I quickly help him get rid of his trousers while he lifts up my dress and pulls down my panties.

“So, a quickie, huh?” I grin into his mouth as he kisses me.

He just groans into my mouth, his hands now clamped against my ass. I moan as the wetness seeps down my legs.

"You're just as eager as I am, my love," he growls, his fingers slipping between my thighs and stroking me there. My breath hitches as he grazes against my swollen center, sending shivers down my spine.

He lifts my legs around his waist, and I feel his hard length press against me. I gasp, our eyes locking in the dim light. "Fuck me, Nikolai."

In one swift moment, he carries me to the wall, slamming me against it for support. With my legs still wrapped around his, he plunges into me, a rough thrust that sends a jolt through me. I cry out, my hands digging into his back as he fucks me hard and fast.

Nikolai's breath is ragged as he moves against me, his lips finding mine in a frenzied kiss. I feel him hit that sweet spot inside me, and my eyes roll back in pleasure. "Yes, yes, harder, Nikolai," I beg, my body pulsing with need.

He gives me what I want, his thrusts becoming more erratic and animalistic. Each stroke sends waves of pleasure coursing through me, and I know I'm not far from the edge.

"Oh, Anoushka," he moans, his eyes flashing with desire. "You're so tight around me, I can barely stand it." Our breaths quicken, the room filling with the sound of skin slapping against skin, our gasps and moans. I push into him, wanting him deeper, swimming in such intense pleasure that I feel like a dam about to burst into a torrential storm.

His thrusts become more frantic, his grip on me tightening. He's close, I can feel it. "Anoushka," he gasps, his voice strained. "I can't hold on much longer."

"Then don't," I beg, my voice husky with arousal. “I’m close. I’m close, too,” I moan.

He nods, his eyes blazing with passion. With one last brutal thrust, he releases, filling me with his pulsing heat. I cry out, feeling his warmth soak me just as I burst into flames down there, the sensation of my orgasm seeping up my lower back and running down my legs. I tremble so damn hard that if he lets go, I won’t be able to hold myself.

I gasp for air—while I came, I forgot to breathe.

I collapse against him, boneless and breathless, my heart pounding as if it's trying to escape from my chest. Nikolai holds me close, his breath hot and heavy against my neck.

But soon, too soon, he pulls out and helps me down to the ground.

He sees the disappointment in my face and laughs. “How about tonight? We can try another one of these… quickies, you called it?”

I smile, still catching my breath. "I'd like that." My eyes twinkle as I look forward to the rest of the evening with his family and our daughter.

Before it’s just me and him again.

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THE END

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