Page 75 of Wicked Vow

I can feel how close he is, barely able to hang onto his control after months of deprivation. He shudders against me, and I grip his shoulders, nails digging into his flesh as I squeeze around him rhythmically, urging him to come inside of me, to give me what I want, what Ineed.

“Come for me,malysh,” I whisper into his ear, and I feel him jerk, his body convulsing as I feel him swell and harden, huge and thick inside of me, the hot rush of his cum filling me as he groans in my ear, and his climax triggers a second one for me, too.

I cling to him, both of us trembling together as his tongue slides into my mouth, his cock pulsing inside of me, his hips jerking with each spasm of his climax. I can tell that he wants to stay like that forever, for as long as he can.

“I’m never letting you go,” he breathes against my lips, his hips still gently rocking against mine. “I love you,kotenok.”

I shiver at the endearment, a familiar tremor of desire rippling through me. I kiss him again, my lips gently brushing against his.

“I love you, too.” I press my hand against his cheek, my legs entwined with his, keeping him inside of me. “And I’m never going to leave.”

“We both always keep our promises.” Mikhail holds me closer, and I can feel his heart beating against mine, our bodies as close as they can possibly be.

“Always,” I echo as he starts to move inside of me again.

Epilogue

Natalia

I’d never entirely understood the concept of birthday parties for a one-year-old, buteveryoneinsists that we throw a huge party for Gregor’s first birthday at the McGregor estate, just before Mikhail and I leave for our delayed honeymoon.

We’d gotten married in a small, quiet ceremony at the Orthodox church in Boston, a few months after we’d moved in together. It had felt right to do something intimate and private, and we’d agreed to wait until after Gregor’s first birthday to go on a honeymoon together, when we felt better leaving him.

We’d also convinced Max and Sasha to make it a joint birthday party with their daughter, Vanya, since her birthday is in just a few weeks, too. Nothing has ever made me as happy as the thought of our children growing up together, and I know it makes Sasha just as happy.

Gregor only makes it halfway through the party and smashing his cake before he’s too tired, and Sasha and I take him and Vanya upstairs for their naps. I sit on the edge of the bed, taking a minute to breathe away from so many people, as she gets Vanya settled.

“Are you excited for tonight?” Sasha grins at me. “Going away for a while, just the two of you?”

“That’s an understatement. I can’t wait to just be with Mikhail for a while. It feels like it’s been so long.”

Ithasbeen a long time–since we left Moscow. Everything is different now, and though I’ve loved every second of our new life in our house with our baby, it feels as if we’ve never had a moment to just be a couple. Even our wedding night, when we’d gotten a hotel room while Max and Sasha watched Gregor, had felt like a tiny blink of time.

“Do you know where you’re going?” Sasha asks, and I shake my head.

“Not a clue. He wanted to surprise me.”

That stays true all throughout the flight, with Mikhail refusing to even hint at where we might be going. We’d gotten to borrow the Kings’ private jet, and I end up in Mikhail’s lap for a good bit of the flight, kissing and touching as we curl up together, enjoying the silence and the time to enjoy each other with no interruptions. He tucks a blanket over our laps, his hand finding its way beneath my skirt as he slips his fingers inside of me, kissing me long and slow as I moan against his mouth, writhing on his hand until he makes me come.

“Your turn,” I murmur against his lips, slipping my hand inside his fly, where I’d managed to get the zipper down, and Mikhail groans as I wrap my hand around his cock.

Neither of us can get enough of the other. The plane touches down in Costa Rica, where Mikhail had planned our honeymoon. We barely manage to keep from doing more than kissing in the back of the car as it takes us to the resort, where we have a private villa waiting for us.

“I don’t know if we’re going to stay out of bed the entire time we’re here,” I murmur to him as we stumble inside, dropping our bags just inside the door as he reaches for me. “I think we have to stop to eat at some point.”

“Oh, that’sexactlywhat I intend to do right now,” Mikhail whispers into my ear, looking at me with a hungry smile as he picks me up and carries me to the bed, depositing me onto the soft mattress with a squeal as he pushes my skirt up, spreading my legs open as he kneels down and pulls me forward, his tongue sliding up my already drenched folds as I tangle my fingers in his hair and cry out his name.

It’s like something out of a fantasy. We stay in bed for what feels like hours, until Mikhail urges us up and into the huge shower, where he pins me against the wall and fucks me from behind, his hand wrapped in my hair as his lips and teeth find their way down my neck, pounding roughly into me as I moan aloud, my body shuddering with yet another orgasm–so many that I’ve lost track.

There’s an infinity pool at the edge of our villa, and we end up in it naked after that, with absolutely no reason to put clothes on. “I think I’d like to keep you like this forever,” Mikhail says with a grin, his hands sliding over me as he wraps my legs around his waist. “I’d prefer for you to be naked all of the time.”

“Oh, I remember,” I tell him wryly, hands braced against the edge of the pool. “You kept me naked most of the time in Moscow.”

“Only if you want it now, though,” Mikhail says softly, his lips brushing over mine. “I’ll only ever do what you want, Natalia, ever again. I’m yours to command, forever.”

“You can command me sometimes, too, if you like.” I raise an eyebrow, and he grins, turning us suddenly so that my back is to the edge of the pool, his hands going to grab my wrists and raise them over my head as his hips rock against mine, and his cock–hard again for me already–slides into me effortlessly.

“Then take my cock,kotenok,” he growls, hips snapping hard against mine as he thrusts into me, hard. “Take it as many times as I want, until I’ve come inside of you so many times that you can’t take any more.”

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