Page 44 of Arranged Marriage By the Bratva

“Ah yes,” I whisper, my hair falling forward as Nikk dips his fingers inside my pajama shorts, circling a finger around my soaking wet clit.

“Can you hurry up, I want that. I want you inside of me,” I confess, being the needy one.

He grins. “Ah my little L’vitsa is horny, is she? I better give her what she wants.”

“Yes, you better,” I tease.

“I like you hungry, wanting it. Wanting me,” Nikk growls as he rolls me off him for a second, slipping down his boxers. “I have plenty to offer,” he promises, his hard cock glistening in the dark. He smacks my ass hard as I re-straddle him, drawing down on his cock, riding in easy flow. I let out my pent-up frustration and he does the same, the headboard banging furiously.

“Yes, give me more.” Fire rips through my veins as Nikk moves my hips, thrusting upwards quenching both our thirsts.

I hold on as long as I can as Nikk’s fingers circle my swollen nub, but the pressure grows too great. I can’t take it anymore.

“Come for me, Elena. Come. All over this cock. Do it,” he grits out, slamming himself into me.

“Come with me too,” I demand. As his hot breath hits my shoulder, a powerful orgasm washes over me, my internal walls contracting as the waves of orgasm, drown me, and I cry out. It must be something about us fighting first that makes the sex better. Nikk lets out a guttural moan, his cock expanding inside me as he climaxes in time with me.

As we catch our breaths we lay on our backs, studying the ceiling. Coming down from the high, I find myself still wanting my way with going back to work. Only now we can talk about it without so much heat involved.

“Elena, I love you,” he starts, his heavy arm draping over my body.

“I love you too,” I tell him. “I still want to come back to work. My feelings haven’t changed.”

“You can call the nanny. I can agree to it, but she can only take care of Sophia when you’re busy, and that’s the only time.”

Leaning into Nikk, I kiss his chest. “Don’t think I don’t want to look after my baby; I do. I just want to get back to work so I feel like myself,” I admit. “I hope you can understand,” I say softly, circling a finger on his chest.

He waits for a beat before answering, cracking a smile. “Yes, I understand it. I wouldn’t expect you to stay at home the entire time. It isn’t you.”

“Thank you. Where I’m patient with you, you’re going to have to be patient with me,” I say, offering my lips to Nikk, admiring the ridge of his hard jaw, his gaze softening.

“Yes. I can do that. We’re learning together, and this isn’t a contract anymore. We set the terms and change them as we see fit. Let’s go to bed for real this time. It’s been a long day.”

“Yes, it has. I untangle from Nikk, slipping under the cool of the covers, his arms wrapping around me. As he reaches over and clicks the lamp off, I realize everything I ever wanted and more is what I’ve received. Old life is making way for new life, and such is the cycle, and I know with Nikk by my side, the ride is going to be all that much sweeter.

Epilogue

Nikk

“You are so lucky to have all these ringlets, Sophia. I have to use a curling wand to get mine so pretty,” Elena says to our four-year-old as she paddle brushes her hair to get ready for the party.

“I like your hair. I like your hair, Mommy!” Sophia repeats, jumping up and down. She’s a full ball of energy, and given what firecrackers her parents are, I would expect nothing less. She pats my knees as Elena laughs with her, letting her go after a few brushstrokes.

“I won’t be able to hold her for long anyway,” Elena tells me, and even if she doesn’t have curls like Sophia, she is radiant and glowing. A second pregnancy with twins might have something to do with it. This time her stomach is bigger than last time. My cousins are standing beside me, along with my brothers, and it’s a family affair. “She’ll squirm like a worm to get away, and there’s no point chasing her,” Elena adds as I look at the blossoming beauty my daughter has become.

“Yes, she will. Where do you think she gets it from?” I tease Elena, bopping her on the nose.

“She gets it from you. Not me. I’m the calm, peaceful one. I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she replies, batting her eyes as I chuckle, and Sophia comes over to hug my leg. I run my fingers through her hair, and every day she grows bigger, I want her to want for nothing.

My cousins and brothers laugh at Elena, and Yegor clears his throat, pointing to his arm.

Elena laughs gleefully. “Okay, okay, I got a little hot under the collar on that day. You should not have aggravated a Mancini.”

Yegor grins, holding his chest in jest. “Don’t be like that, Elena. You’re family now.” My cousins and my brothers start laughing, everybody in good spirits.

I shake my head at the scene unfolding in front of me. I never knew this part of life was possible and would open up for me. I’ve gone from practically no family—at least not blood as a kid, to three children in a short span of time. This is better than the adrenaline high of any contract killing or business deal, that’s for sure.

Rubbing Sophia’s back, I shout out her happy day. “Happy birthday, Sophia. How old are you today?” I ask, scooping her up into my arms, and it’s lucky that I still can, she’s getting bigger every day, I swear.

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