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“It’s perfect,” she moans, the wincing pain having disappeared from her face.

“Good, because I want to hear only pleasure leaving these lips.” I lean down and kiss her soft lips, sliding my tongue between them. I want to devour her and claim her in the most animalistic way, but I’m holding back. If I let go, I’ll be coming before she does, and I want us to come together this time. I pull out and drop down between her legs, eating her cunt some more, slipping a finger inside and stroking her clit with my tongue.

Fuck, I’m losing it, and I lift up and push back inside her warmth, sliding in and out, working her slick hole. “Dmitri, oh my God. I’m going to come,” she whimpers with her fingers digging into my biceps.

“Do it, squeeze that delicious pussy around me and give us what we both need.” She wraps her legs around my waist, feet digging into my ass and it spurs me on. I pump faster and feel her clench around my hard fucking cock. Unable to hold back, I unleash my passion and slam into her over and over until I shoot my load all over her walls.

My heart beats wildly as I stare at her beautiful face. It’s flush from sex and it hardens my cock all over again. Still, I hold back because we both need a breather. Pressing my lips toher forehead, I whisper, “So fucking incredible. You’re perfect, Cora.”

“You were amazing,” she says, breathing me in.

“It’s all you,” I say.

“Or rather, it’s all in me.” The realization that I fucked her tight pussy without a condom is visible in her frightened expression. “What are we going to do? I’m not on any birth control.”

“We’re going to have a baby,” I insisted. That had been my plan from the moment I met her. Before her, I never considered having a family. Now it’s my highest priority after I get a damn ring on her finger. With all the information I learned and the bullshit I witnessed today, I’m not letting her go back home. He’s a piece of shit of the highest order and he has more than just business on his mind. He wants Cora dead.

Chapter Eight

Dmitri

It’s been two days of bliss, but I need to show her the world instead of keeping her locked up. I want her to see this is more than sexual perfection. We’re meant for each other in every way. She’s in our bedroom after getting out of the shower. I’m instantly hard as she picks up an apple slice from the light fruit tray my chef had brought up.

“What are we going to do about the guy who’s trying to take me?” she blurts out while chewing on a small bit. It must have been on her mind while she was showering. I try to see it for what it is and not her thinking about Romano while she was naked. After all, she hasn’t met the handsome bastard.

“Don’t worry about that. He’s not going to come after you again unless he wants to die. In fact, I might grant that if I even get a hint of his deception.” My jealousy outweighs any deal I struck with him.

“Dmitri, how is Mikhail doing with all of this?”

“Hearing that you’re thinking about two other men while you’re naked doesn’t bode for their well-being,” I informed her.

“It’s not like that. It’s not like I’d fall for a guy who attempted to capture me.” She rolls her eyes.

“Well, I might be hurt by your sentiment, but as it is, I didn’t just attempt. I succeeded.”

“Yes, and I can only accept a successful man,” she teases, biting into another slice. “I just don’t want to be burden on your buddy.”

“Don’t worry about him. He’s fine, beautiful. This is nothing new for us.”

She nods. “Okay.”

“I was going to tell you something important before you distracted me. I need to take you out today and treat you like the incredible woman you are.”

“Are you serious?” Her eyes and smile widened with enthusiasm and it’s a damn sight to see. I should have taken her out yesterday, but I had to make sure Trainor really went back to the States.

“Of course, I am. Honestly, I’m not worried about the danger anymore.”

“Why is that?”

“Because you no longer have what they’re looking for.” I smirk and stare at her lecherously.

“I don’t know what you mean,” she lies with a blush spreading over her cheeks. I drag her into my arms and steal an apple slice, taking a bite and then hold out the piece to her lips until she opens her pretty mouth. She snatches it with her teeth and shakes her head. “You’re an animal, you know.”

“That I am and you’re my prey. Are you frightened?”

“No, I’m aroused, Sir.” She taps my chest.

“Well, I just can’t let you walk around like that.” I wouldn’t be a good fiancé if I left my beautiful woman to suffer. I pull her to me by her towel, loosening the fluffy terry cloth. With a smile, I let the towel fall. “That was in my way, Krasotka.”

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