Page 18 of Deadly Vows

At the mention of the baby, his eyes flitted to my stomach. I could see his turmoil, the war he was fighting between his feelings for me and the world he was trapped in.

“You can’t promise that,” he said quietly, his voice rough.

“You can’t live your whole life waiting for something terrible to happen,” I pressed gently, my voice steady despite my swirling emotions. “Aleksandr, you’ve built walls around yourself, but I’m not going anywhere. I’m here. And I’m not afraid.”

He stared at me, and for a long moment, neither of us spoke. The silence stretched, charged with everything we weren’t saying.

Finally, Aleksandr sighed, running a hand down his face. “I don’t know how to do this, Talia. I’ve never -” He stopped himself, his voice catching, and I saw the struggle in his eyes.

“I don’t know how to be with someone,” he confessed. “Not like this. Not with you.”

My heart ached for him. For the man beneath the hard exterior, the man who was terrified of what it meant to feel, to love.

“You don’t have to know everything right now,” I whispered, stepping even closer until there was almost no space left between us. “Just let yourself feel it. Whatever it is. You don’t have to shut me out. We can do this. We have to try.”

I cupped his face, my thumb brushing lightly against his jaw. “You’re not alone anymore, Aleksandr. You don’t have to be.”

For the first time, I saw his walls begin to crack just a little.

Aleksandr dug his fingers into my hair, tilting my face up as he stared into my eyes. My breath felt trapped in my throat every second I was under his intense gaze. Before I knew what was happening, his mouth was on mine, devouring me like I was the last meal he’d ever have. The kiss was forceful and passionate, and I felt like I was on fire.

He slid his tongue into my mouth, sucking and exploring while digging his hips into mine, spiking my level of arousal. Yanking on my hair, he broke the kiss, forcing my head back to look him in the eyes.

“You’re mine, Talia. And I’m going to fuck you until I brand every inch of you.” He hastily removed my clothes until I wasnaked and pressed up against the window. “Open your legs,” he commanded.

The glass was cold against my back, and I felt utterly vulnerable, as if the entire city could see me. But I obeyed and slowly spread my legs open. He hiked my right leg over his shoulder, and I felt the tip of his tongue swirl around my clit. My head fell against the glass as I held onto his broad shoulders.

His tongue fluttered between my wet folds, owning me with every stroke. He reached up and pinched my nipple as he sucked, licked, and fucked me with his tongue. A soft moan escaped my lips as he continued. I whimpered as his tongue licked faster and harder, making my core tighten. “I’m going to come,” I gasped.

My legs felt weak as he plunged two fingers into my pussy fucking me relentlessly as he continued to suck on my clit. I moaned, groaned, and almost sobbed, but he didn’t let up until my climax slammed into me, shattering me around his fingers and mouth.

When my eyes fluttered open, Aleksandr was licking my juices from his fingers, my leg still hoisted over his shoulder.

“You’re so wet,” he groaned, releasing my leg. Leaning forward, he planted a kiss on my pussy and then lifted me up by the waist and carried me to the sofa laying me on my back.

He undressed quickly, releasing his long hard cock. Spreading my legs apart, he stood between them and pressed the tip against my pussy. In one long smooth stroke, he buried his cock in my pussy. I hissed as it adjusted to his size and then groaned as it clamped down on him.

As Aleksandr pounded into me, pure bliss spread through me, making me tingle from head to toe. He was wild, thrusting hard and fast, more intense than any other time we fucked. His pace was feverish, and he leaned over me, kissing me deeply as his cock pounded in and out of my pussy. The only thing I could do was hold onto him and take it.

The tension in my core tightened like a spring. “Aleksandr…” I moaned, “I’m going to come.”

“Yes,kiska, come for me.“ With one final grunt, his cock exploded in my pussy, just as my release made stars dance behind my eyes.

Aleksandr lay on top of me, panting until he released every drop of come. He brushed my hair away from my face, kissing me gently.

“I can’t feel my legs,” I giggled as he slowly rolled onto his side. Without a word, he lifted me and carried me to the bedroom, gently laying me on the bed. He slid beside me and pulled me close, resting his chin on my head.

We lay there, silently enjoying each other, until I eventually drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 11

Aleksandr

I awoke to the soft glow of the morning light streaming through the tall windows of the penthouse. The city was coming alive beneath us, but nothing was more soothing than the warmth of Talia in my arms. Her head rested against my chest, her chocolate-colored hair a silken tangle across my skin. I lay there momentarily, savoring the rare peace, feeling her steady breaths against me. For the first time in a long time, I felt contentment. Talia stirred, her eyes fluttering open to meet mine. Her smile was sleepy. “Good morning,” she murmured.

“Good morning,kiska,“ I replied, brushing a strand of hair from her face. Her beauty was mesmerizing, even in the first light of dawn. I held her tighter as if to assure myself she wasreal. We lay there for a few moments, the silence between us comfortable.

“Talia,” I began, my voice low, “there’s something I need to tell you.”

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