Page 17 of Lethal Hearts

Mikhail allowed her free rein to explore, so she took her time. She took his balls into her mouth and sucked. Mikhail let out a rumble of approval. Harper opened her mouth wider and started taking his dick down her throat. Her husband wasn’t exactly small, so it took three tries for her to succeed.

“That’s a good girl,” he murmured. The compliment went right to her head. Harper bobbed her head up and down, enjoying every moan she wrestled from him. Until that evening, she didn’t know being on her knees could also be a position of power.

It didn’t take long for Mikhail to tighten his grip on her hair.

“Hold still,” he ordered. Harper did as he asked.

Mikhail used her hair as a handle, then began sliding his cock in and out of her mouth. In moments, he climaxed. Mikhail started to pull his prick out, but she closed her lips over his length. Harper swallowed his jizz, not spilling a single drop. Then she rested on her knees and looked up at him for further instructions.

“Get on the bed,” Mikhail said.

She climbed on the bed. The silky comforter and soft pillows swallowed her. She lay on her back, watching Mikhail dispense with the rest of his clothing. This wasn’t the first time she’d seen him completely naked but Harper certainly appreciated every sculpted inch of his inked rough body.

Harper licked her lips and he noticed, because Mikhail asked,“You like what you see, wife?”

“Absolutely,” she said, holding her hand out to him.

Mikhail approached the bed, took her fingers, and pressed a kiss to each one. Then he slipped into the bed with her, straddling her. Mikhail pinned her hands above her head, not restraining them, but spreading his fingers against her. Then he kissed her. It started slow at first, then it grew rough and hungry. Harper kissed him back, drunk on the taste of him. Mikhail left hot kisses down the side of her neck, her collarbones, and breasts.

He released her hands. Needing something to hold onto, Harper curled her fingers around the bars of the headboard. She thought Mikhail would be an impatient lover in bed. That he’d plow into her without mercy on their wedding night. After all, he’d waited so patiently and deserved a reward.

Harper grew excited about Mikhail having his way with her but he seemed intent on taking his time and enjoying every inch of her body. Maybe they could get to that fantasy another time, Harper decided.

Mikhail took one nipple in his mouth, sucking on it fervently. Then he bit her and the slight pain aroused her further. Mikhail left a second bite on her right breasts, so she had two matching marks. He resumed his kisses. When he reached the cleft between her legs, Harper eagerly parted her thighs for him.

Her husband kissed her clit, then licked his way down to her pussy lips. He explored her folds, lapping at her like a hungry beast. Mikhail pulled his face away, then slid two, then three fingers inside her tight heat.

“So wet and eager for me,” he murmured, his eyes frenzied with lust.

“Fuck me, Mikhail. Make me yours. Please.” Harper added that last word as an afterthought but it seemed to do the trick.

She only had to look down to see he’d gotten hard for her again. Mikhail flipped her over. Was he going to take her from behind? Harper’s pulse quickened as she spread her legs for him. Mikhail positioned himself behind her, not bothering with a condom.

They had themselves tested three days before. They were both clean and Harper wanted to feel her husband riding her bareback. Besides, she wanted children and he wanted an heir. Gripping her ass, Mikhail entered her, slow and steady. She moaned as he felt every glorious inch of him.

It seemed to take forever, but finally, Mikhail had sheathed himself fully in her. Harper groaned as he started to rut her. Mikhail began with an easy rhythm. She begged him to go faster and he did. Mikhail took her, deeper and harder.

With each push, it felt like a fragment of Harper’s soul had drifted out of her body to touch her. Sex with other men had never been this intimate, this special. Then again, this was Mikhail, her husband.

Her father had worried that Mikhail’s brand of crazy might be too much for her but he was wrong. Harper felt like they were two puzzle pieces that fit so well together. Mikhail reduced them both to pants and moans. Sweat coated both their bodies.

Mikhail must have changed the trajectory of his next push, because he brushed against her sweet spot. Harper arched her back and gasped as he went for it again. He kept aiming for that special place. The pressure building inside her shattered. Her vision spun, the room fell away from her sight. Harper’s mind flew twenty-thousand feet in the air as she came all over his dick.

He hammered in her a few more times, before emptying his seed inside her. After Mikhail pulled his softening dick out of her, she collapsed on the bed, feeling content. Languidness filled her entire body. Harper was distinctly aware of Mikhail moving around, entering the bathroom. He returned with a towel and after cleaning them both up, he slid next to her, tugging her close.

Sighing, she curled next to his big frame, loving the possessive spill of his arms and legs around her body. It was as if Mikhail was terrified she’d somehow disappear from his sight. They lay like that for a few moments, not speaking.

Eventually, she wiggled from his embrace. Her stomach rumbled and she flushed. Mikhail smiled and reached for the charcuterie board.“Hungry?” he asked her.

“I could eat,” she answered with a laugh.

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Hearing a sigh, Mikhail paused from answering an email. He snuck a look at his beautiful and tempting wife. Sunlight gave him hints of Harper’s tangled limbs under the comforter. He set his phone down and debated whether to ditch work and stay home all day with Harper.

Mikhail would lock the bedroom door and ravish her over and over again. They’d only take breaks to eat, or watch one of those weepy romance movies his wife was fond of.

Two weeks had passed since they married and they still couldn’t get enough of each other. Harper had since moved into his bedroom. She seemed to have adapted well to her new role as his wife and to her new life. During the day, Harper took some business courses at a local college. She wanted to take a more active role in his legal businesses and that didn’t surprise him. Mikhail didn’t marry a trophy wife.

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