Page 95 of Virgin Bratva Hostage

I explode inside her, pushing my cock as deep as I can, breathing heavily.

***

She is lying in my arms, just like in my dreams. Her naked body is up against mine and my fingers are playing with a long strand of her soft hair.

“You are still wearing it,” I say, picking up the butterfly pendant from where it is lying on her breast.

“I haven’t taken it off. I love it,” she says, looking at me and sighing softly. “Avraam, I want to be with you. I love you and I want to spend my life with you. I don’t know what to do.”

“I want that too, butterfly. My life without you feels empty.” I lie in silence for a moment then pull her face towards mine. “I’m going to find a way to meet with your brothers and figure it out.”

“What if they say no? Then can we run away on your yacht?” She smiles.

“I won’t let you run away from your family, Ruslana. They love you. I promise you I will work this out.”

“When?” she asks, propping herself up on one elbow. “I can’t wait.”

I chuckle, “You really aren’t patient, are you?”

She grins and shakes her head.

“Will you marry me?”

Her eyes grow wide with surprise.

“Are you serious?” she asks, her cheeks flushing pink.

“I have never wanted anything more in my life, Ruslana. I want to be with you forever. I want you to be mine. Will you marry me?”

She nods, suddenly crying, rolling onto me and grabbing my face she kisses me against and again. “Yes,” she cries out. “Yes, I will marry you. Oh my word yes.”

I am laughing, holding her, enjoying her outburst of happiness.

Finally, she stops, still lying on my chest, she grins and kisses me slowly.

“Of course I will marry you,” she whispers, and my heart explodes with happiness.

“I have to go through. My brothers will be furious if they find me gone. It won’t help at all with our negotiations to try and make them understand—“

“I understand, little butterfly. You should go. I will drop you off myself, just near the gate. Are you going to sneak in again?”

She nods. “It’s better if they never find out I came here,” she sighs. “I’m sorry. I know it’s all a bit crazy, but I had to see you.”

“You never have to apologize to me.” I grab her face and kiss her again.

Then she sits on the edge of my bed and pulls her clothes back on. Both of us are grinning.

I can’t believe she said yes.

I can’t believe she loves me too.

***

“Stop here,” she points to the side of the road. “You can’t risk driving any further because of the guards.”

“How will I know you got home safely?” I ask, worried to have her walking even that short distance alone.

“I’ll message you when I’m inside the house.”

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