Page 66 of Defiant Devotion

Before I could catch my breath, I registered the dips on the mattress of his climbing back up over me. Hovering like a ravenous beast, his chin still shining with my juices, he lined his big, thick cock up to my entrance.

“I’m going to love you until the end of my days,” he vowed.

I nodded, too breathless to speak. When he nudged the tip of his dick inside me, I lost any ability to form a sentence, much less say it.

“I’m going to be a father for our child.” He drove in all the way, culminating his thrust with a deep growl and dropping his head back.

Still as he slammed into me with force, pushing me close to coming again, he kept up his promises for the future. Seeing him staring right back let mefeelthe sincerity of his words. This wasn’t nonsense he spewed in the heat of the moment. As he dragged along my inner walls, already so stretched and sensitive to him, he told the truth. “I’m going to marry you and make sure the whole world knows they won’t be able to harm you. Ever again.”

I cried out as I came, clenching his big dick.

“Fuck,” he whispered as he jerked once more. By the twitching of his shaft so deep inside me, we’d reached our release at the same time. Jerking slightly, he spilled his hot cum in me, and I relished the contraction of my orgasm as I milked him dry.

“I love you,” he said again, catching his breath as he lowered to me on the mattress. Without pulling his cock out of me, he rolled us so we’d face each other on our sides. The second he settled against me, he framed my face. I kissed him, swearing back all the sentiment that he’d shared.

“I love you too,” I whispered, kissing him again and holding him tight. “And I always will.”

I wasn’t only home by being back in this house after captivity. I was home in the sense of my heart being full. With him.

26

BEN

Over the next couple of days, many things happened.

Sonya and I practically moved into the big mansion where she’d grown up. I disclosed all my properties, and Oleg tasked a soldier with checking on them. The idea was that should anyone learn that I was now a Baranov brother, someone could try to break in and set traps or listening devices.

We all continued to catch up and explain what was going on and what we’d pieced together. There was a wealth of things that still needed to be said, especially from Sonya’s experiences, but she dismissed Eva’s concerns.

“Of course, I will need help to overcome the trauma,” Sonya said at breakfast on the third day of her return. “I anticipate looking into getting therapy and whatever else might help me process healthily. But right now, other things are more pressing.” She rested her hand on her stomach and smiled that contented smile that never failed to steal my breath. Seeing her happy made me happy. “Like preparing for this one to come. And that preparation includes killing our enemies.”

No other woman would ever be as perfect for me as she was, shrewd when she needed to be and gentle otherwise. She understood the urgency of going after Eric Benson. She wasn’t shocked that killing Benson included taking out O’Malley since they worked together so much. And she wasn’t one bit nervous or guilty about the Baranov forces plotting to eliminate the Ilyins.

Lev and I set out to handle our task first. While Eva, Irina, and Kelly helped Sonya continue to adjust to being home, I left with Lev to take out Benson and O’Malley. When we exited the house, I smiled at the scene behind us. Sonya was all smiles to get to know Maxim more, and that was what she was doing last, talking and learning to sign to communicate with him.

“Did Vik and Rurik leave already?” I asked as Lev and I got into an SUV. We weren’t taking any backup. Neither of us needed it, and the fewer, the better in this regard for this mission.

“Yes,” he replied. A deep rumble of thunder cut through the quiet that followed his response. A storm was brewing. With the increase of pressure in the air, it suited the mood of the afternoon. Solemn, ominous, and foreboding.

“Are you ready?” he asked as he started the car.

“Of course.”

“I can tell that you want to spend more time with Sonya and make sure she’s settling in well,” Lev said, almost conversationally, “but this shouldn’t wait.”

“No,” I agreed. “It can’t wait. I hate that it’s been this difficult to pull off all along.” I hadn’t been hired to kill Benson, but O’Malley. Still, if I hadn’t been on a side quest looking for Sonya,I would’ve been more frustrated at how long this was taking to kill the governor elect.

“I know what you mean. But it’s nothing you can control. Too many protestors are making security a constant for both Benson and O’Malley.”

“Yeah.” I nodded as I watched the scenery outside. I’d since learned that the shootout at the strip club was because of one particular protest group. An environmental group didn’t like how the incoming politicians were planning to behave in office, and they took matters into their own hands and tried to assassinate them.

Too bad they didn’t succeed.

“We’ll finish it today,” Lev said.

Again, I nodded.

“And with this first assignment, I hope you understand that we are officially offering you a job.”

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