Page 29 of The Bratva's Nanny

To seal the deal, he kissed her hard, knowing deep in his heart and soul that he’d made the right decision.

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The ring he’d given her was enormous. Alix was a little embarrassed by the sheer size. Not only had he given her a large wedding ring, there was also a notification in the newspaper. Dmitry had organized it all, including the photographer, who wanted to take pictures of the happy couple. Again, she didn’t know how this could work, seeing as he was Bratva, but it would appear Dmitry was a wealthy bachelor, and his Bratva side was only a rumor. His whole name was shrouded in mystery.

Along with the wedding, the news of her pregnancy had also been leaked. She knew this by the guards talking and also by the small headline that announced Balakin’s new bride was already expecting. As for Sofia, she was so happy about the news of them getting married, and also a new baby.

Alix didn’t stop taking care of Sofia. The truth was, she loved Sofia like she was her own child.

Dmitry wanted a quick wedding and within a matter of weeks, the dress had already been chosen. They were having the event at his home, and the guests had been notified. Where Alix expected the wedding to take a few months to organize, within a matter of days and weeks, Dmitry already had everything lined up the way he wanted it. The man was a master at getting what he wanted.

“I’m not going to have any guests,” she said late one night as Dmitry arrived to their room.

Again, it still seemed odd for her to think of this room as her own.

She had put Sofia to bed alone tonight as Dmitry had a lot on his plate. Alix already knew he’d not been able to locate George and whoever else he was on the hunt for. She wished she knew where to find George to help him. She had a feeling he was constantly looking over his shoulder.

“There will be plenty of guests and they’ll be guided between the husband and the bride,” Dmitry said. “Come and shower with me.”

She’d already had a shower but she wasn’t going to deny her future husband anything. Putting the wedding book aside, which the planner had given her, she climbed out of bed and followed him into the bathroom.

Dmitry was already naked as she entered and she couldn’t resist looking at him, seeing all of his glorious, heavily inked, muscle-bound body on display. All she wanted to do was touch and lick every single inch of him, but she held back.

She went to strip out of her pajamas as it was starting to get cold, but Dmitry stopped her, pulling her into his arms. She loved it when he did this, his thick arms holding her, surrounding her, and she knew deep in her heart everything was going to be okay.

His hands moved down toward the edge of her shirt, and she smiled as he slowly began to drag it up her body. Dmitry was a master at getting her clothes off. He’d taken care of the nightshirt along with the oversized pajama pants within minutes.

She giggled as he pulled her in close. His mouth danced across her skin, going toward her breasts, and he cupped her ass. The angle was all wrong, but Dmitry couldn’t seem to get enough of her tits.

They stepped into the shower and he turned on the water. He’d moved her past the splash of the water so she didn’t feel the cold spray as it hit her. Dmitry took the full force, breaking his touch from her breasts, to travel up her neck, then to her lips.

His kiss was explosive, amazing. She didn’t want him to stop. Dmitry stroked across her bottom lip, and then plundered into her mouth, and Alix moaned. Seconds later, his mouth started to move once again, journeying down toward her neck.

He pressed his lips to her neck, and then going back down toward her breasts. He took each one into his mouth, sucking hard, using his teeth to bite down, before soothing them with the suction of his mouth. Alix moaned, arching up, not wanting him to stop but to continue. She couldn’t get enough of the feel of him as he surrounded her. She didn’t want him to stop. The aching in the pit of her stomach took over, rushing through her body, driving her even wilder.

“You feel so fucking good,” he said.

His hands were roaming her body, stroking and cupping at her ass, before moving toward her pussy. His fingers slid between her slit, and then he was on his knees before her. He licked and sucked at her clit, and Alix moaned, screaming his name as he bit down on her clit. There was a lot of pain, but then it changed, moving between pleasure and pain, then back again. She couldn’t focus.

There was no way for her to hold off her orgasm. Whenever Dmitry touched her, her body just felt on fire. There was no control, no nothing. Just immense, intense pleasure, and she didn’t want to fight it. She loved how responsive she was to his touch.

He let go of her clit, and his tongue became the master, stroking over her clit, and before too long, she cried out his name. This time, Dmitry didn’t linger on her clit. He pressed a kiss to her nub, got to his feet, and then began to use the soap, lathering up his hands.

Alix’s whole body shook, but then his hands touched her body, and all logical thought left her mind as his hands became the sponge to wash her with. Closing her eyes, she couldn’t believe how thorough he was. His hands were everywhere, dancing across her body, going over her tits, down toward her ass, soaping them, even delving between the crease, touching her anus. He rinsed his hands and lathered them up again. His touch made her crave him even more. She didn’t care that she’d just had his mouth on her body. She wanted to feel his cock.

Dmitry gave her the soap as he lathered shampoo then conditioner into her hair. She soaped his body, and when she finished, he gave her the shampoo. He bent forward for her to wash his hair as he was quite a bit taller. He stood to wash it out, then she did the same with the conditioner.

He turned the shower off without a word spoken. She watched him step out of the shower and grab a towel. Alix couldn’t take her gaze away as he dried his body and then reached for her. He used the same towel to dry her off.

He didn’t attempt to dress her. Her bedclothes were left on the floor, and he took her hand, leading her to the bed. Dmitry laid her down on her stomach, sliding a pillow beneath her hips. Alix waited in anticipation, curious as to what he would do next. She heard a drawer open. She didn’t turn to look, but with each second that passed, she had an idea of what he was doing.

He came back to the bed, moved up between her legs and then one of his hands touched her ass. The other pressed some fingers to her anus. They were slick with lubrication and Alix didn’t need to be curious anymore as he worked her ass. Dmitry slid one finger, followed by a second, into her ass. Alix tried not to tighten, she attempted to push back, and he sawed his fingers in and out, stretching them as he did this.

“Tell me if you want me to stop,” he said.

She had no intention of saying anything.

He pulled his fingers from her ass and replaced them with the tip of his cock. Slowly, he began to penetrate. He was much larger than his fingers. Alix gripped the sheet beneath her as she got accustomed to his sheer length and size.

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