Chapter 24 Viktor
VIKTOR
“What?”
Her mouth tightens for a moment as if trying to take it back. Then she stands a little taller, lifting her chin. She says it again, a little louder. “I’m pregnant.”
It’s like she’s hit me across the face when I wasn’t looking or expecting it. I have to take a step back from her if I have any hope of recovering. “Pregnant…?” I repeat.
She nods. Looking at her now in the oversized T-shirt, her rounded hips and defined thighs speaking to her youthfulness, is fooling my senses. Imagining her with a baby bump or further down the line when she’s got a round basketball-shaped belly…
It seems strange. I turn away from her completely, my mind bouncing from the idiocy of how could you let this happen and I’m actually going to be a father…
“You don’t have to do anything,” she says, snapping me out of it.
I turn to her with a question in my eyes and she stands there, her hands balled up into fists at her side.
“I think I’m around two or three months…
which matches up to the first time we…” She clears her throat and looks down at her toes digging into the carpet.
“Anyway,” she says when she looks back up, “you don’t have to do or even say anything. I’ve decided that I’m keeping it. And… and all the trouble of having it, raising it… I’ll carry that burden.”
“Tati—”
“Please, don’t, okay?” She looks like she’s on the verge of tears, but she’s fighting it and winning.
“Your reaction right now is all I need to know. Everything you said a minute ago… it was all great and beautiful and… and I think you believe it. But I know how that all can change once you’ve got a baby to think about, so I’m letting you off the hook.
When we’re through all this with my father, you can go your way and I’ll go mine. ”
A small flicker of anger rises in me. “You’re making a lot of assumptions about what I want to do and how I feel about this pregnancy.”
She blinks, her big brown eyes sparkling. “I know. I don’t want you to think that I’m trying to trap you into being with me.”
That makes me laugh, but it’s a hollow sound. I have to turn away from her, so I walk to the bed and sit down. “Trap me. Interesting choice of words.”
She just stands and stares without humor. She’s expecting something from me. An explosion. A rejection. I don’t know. But she’s braced herself for the worst.
“I was just talking to Teddy out there,” I tell her. “We have been discussing what we do now. Yanov’s attack is proof that my relationship with the brotherhood has been severed, Tati. I’m on the outside.”
She clasps her hands in front of herself, pursing her lips to keep from speaking.
“You have to understand something,” I go on.
“I don’t know any other life than the Bratva.
This is my world and has been since I was eleven years old.
” I pause before I speak the next part of it.
The part that I’ve never said aloud, nor let myself believe before now.
“And I have always been trapped. The world that I’ve lived in has never been my own.
Never my rules and never any expectation of becoming something other than another extension of this brotherhood.
For the first time in my life, I can see a bigger life within my reach. ”
She swallows hard. “You don’t have to be trapped anymore,” she says in a small voice. “You can run—”
“I’m not going anywhere without you, Tati. And when all this is said and done, I expect you to be by my side.”
I watch her shoulders relax slightly as I gaze at her. “So… what are you saying?”
I think back to the conversation with Teddy. His third option flashes through my mind as every bit of doubt that was left disappears. It’s always been the only option I’ve ever had if I truly wanted to be more than just Nikolai’s enforcer.
And now my Tati has given me the strength to do it.
She takes an involuntary step backward, tears hanging in her eyes.
I close the gap between us and wrap my arms around her waist, lifting her up to me and kissing her deeply.
Her lips stiffen against mine, but then they melt into softness against my mouth.
She breathes me in with the softest sigh brushing against my lips.
“Viktor,” she whispers against my mouth. “This is so dangerous. You don’t have to—”
I stop and press a finger to her lips. “Quiet, my love.” I drag my finger down over her chin and caress the line of her jaw. “I’ve got you.”
Everything in her face and body bends toward me. Her eyes lower and her mouth goes slack. “You got me?”
“I’m not letting you or this baby go, Tanechka.” I rest a hand on her belly, pressing against her warmth through her T-shirt. “Not now or ever.”
I lift her off her feet and cradle her in my arms as I carry her to the bed.
She nuzzles her face in my neck, soft kisses against my skin as I lay her down on the comforter.
She lies back, and her rosy pink curls splay out like a halo as she reaches for me, her hand running down the buttons of my shirt.
“I want to see you,” she says. “All of you.”
I smile down at her as she moves her legs toward me, her feet wrap around my thighs and pull me closer. “You can ask me better than that,” I say.
“Please take off your clothes for me, Daddy?” she asks sweetly.
I snicker and start unbuttoning my shirt. “Tit for tat, darling.”
She sits up and pulls her T-shirt off, revealing her full, perky breasts.
I smile with approval and she glows, her eyes falling to my bare chest as I take off my shirt and toss it across the room.
I start undoing my pants and nod to her panties.
She leans back and pulls them down slowly, revealing herself to me bit by bit as I pull down my slacks and underwear.
She bites her lip as she looks down at my cock, standing at attention just from the sight of her hourglass figure laid out before me and her smile fades into something more serious. She looks up at me as she gets on her knees on the bed.
“I love you,” she says.
“Show me, baby.”
She takes me in her hands, her soft lips encircling the head, covering it in gentle kisses and soft, teasing sucks. She licks a circle around it as she looks at me, waiting for me approval.
“Perfect,” I say, running my fingers through her hair. I move my cock slightly so it brushes her lips. She responds, kissing it and licking underneath, drawing a line up my shaft.
“That’s very, very good,” I murmur. “You like teasing me with your tongue, don’t you?”
“Mmm-hmm,” she says as she moves her hand up and down my shaft. I stop her.
“Ah-ah. Use your mouth, baby. Let me see you work your magic on me.”
Her pink tongue explores every inch of my cock, moving up and around it as I get even harder with every touch. Then she starts sucking the head again, sliding me into her mouth and against the back of her throat.
“That’s it,” I moan. “That’s my sweet, sweet girl.
” I let her do the work, watching my dick disappear down her throat over and over again.
She starts to speed up, so I hold her head to slow her down, thrusting myself deeper.
She takes it, relaxing her throat and letting me slow fuck her mouth.
Her lips press against the base and she gags on it. A shiver runs up my spine.
“That’s it… take it… swallow my dick, baby.”
I let her deep throat me a little longer, then I stop her. She turns her face up to me and I lean in and kiss her, tasting the hint of myself on her tongue. “Was it good?” she whispers.
“Very good.” I lean into her until she lies back. “Turn around.”
She rolls over and I grab her hips, then I grip her ass cheeks and spread them. Her pussy is practically dripping with excitement already. I run a finger over her slippery clit, moving it up and down along her inner lips and back again.
“Viktor,” she moans. “I’m so hot for you.”
“I can see that.” I press my thumb inside her, fucking her with it for a little bit to get it nice and wet. I feel her squeezing around me eagerly. “You are so ready for me to fuck you.”
I slide my thumb up and around the pucker of her asshole. She utters a soft moan, her toes curling. “The first time I fucked your little asshole with my fingers, you came so hard.”
I slide my thumb past her boundaries, slipping two fingers into her pussy at the same time. Her back arches and she curses and gasps.
“It’s so tight,” I say, holding her hips with my free hand. “No one’s ever been inside your ass, baby?”
“No,” she moans. “No one… just you.”
That makes me smile as she shivers in my hands, her sweet juices covering my fingers. “Good.” I lean into her, running my hand over her tummy, up to her breasts, cupping and squeezing one. I whisper into her ear.
“I love you, Tanechka.”
She leans her head against me and whimpers, “Show me.”
I slide my fingers out and grab hold of her hips, slipping myself inside her. She’s so wet that her thighs are covered, juices drip down to the bedsheets as I dive in. She leans into me, the ripples of my thrusts moving through her round ass.
She tightens around my cock, a sign that she’s close. I grab the back of her neck and hold her firm as I thrust harder. “Don’t you come yet,” I moan. “Breathe through it, baby. Relax that pussy.”
She does, and I feel her open up more. I lift one of her legs and I hold her as my dick goes deeper inside her walls.
“It’s so good,” she mutters again and again. “Oh, Viktor… God, yes…”
She’s tightening up again, so I hold on, speeding up a little. “You want to come now, baby?”
“Yes, please, please.”
“Let it go, baby. Let me see it.”
Her body gives in to me and she buries her face in the blankets to let out a desperate cry of passion. Her pussy vibrates and squeezes my cock, threatening my resilience. I hold on, though. I’m not done with her. Not by a mile.
Just like the first time, she squirts. Her juices start to run out of her like a river. I pull out and lick her pussy, licking it all as it quivers and splashes against my tongue.
I suck on her clit, drinking her as it dribbles into my mouth, and I feel her thighs shake. Then I move up to her ass and circle my tongue around it over and over, plunging it inside her.
Breathlessly, she moans my name as I get her nice and wet for me. Finally, I stand and press the head of my cock against her asshole.
“Relax,” I tell her as I slowly push myself inside her. She tightens up and I stop. “I said, relax, Tanechka. Breathe for me.”
She takes a moment, then I feel her relax as she takes a breath. I slide inside her and she lets out a low, guttural moan.
Before I thrust again, I run a hand down her spine, leaving a line of goosebumps wherever I touch her. “Trust me,” I say as I start thrusting slow. “Give that to me, baby girl. Let me show you…”
It’s almost too much for me. Her tight little ass closes around my cock with every thrust and I feel like I might explode from the inside out. The deeper I go, the more she leans into me. Finally, I find myself leaning into her, wrapping an arm around her waist just to find some stability.
I pull her up and her arms come up, wrapping around my head as I kiss her neck. “See how I love you,” I moan in her ear. “My Tanechka. Feel how deep it is.”
Her mouth finds mine and we kiss, sharing the taste of our sex between us. I slide my hand between her legs and roll her clit, as slippery as oil around and around. She moans against my lips as her asshole grips my cock.
“Come with me?” she asks softly.
“Anything,” I moan back.
I grip her breast with the other hand and she holds it with me, her soft touch encouraging me as I squeeze her nipple between my fingers.
And then she comes, her head falls back against me as she moans to the ceiling, her legs shaking and her pussy quivering under my touch. Like a shockwave it hits me and I explode inside her, filling her asshole up as I come.
I grunt and moan with my mouth on her neck. She melts in my arms until I have to lay her back down on the bed… and I go with her. We fall onto the bed together, my cock still inside her and my arms still around her body.
“Tell me you’re mine,” I whisper to her.
Without hesitation, she responds with, “I’m yours. All yours. Every part of me.”
I brush her damp hair away from her face and kiss her again. “I love you, my Tanechka.”
“I love you,” she moans into my mouth.
We both lie spent in the bed, our legs intertwined, her head resting on my chest. She’s sound asleep and I can feel her heart beating against my ribcage. I’ve been concentrating on the feeling, slowly realizing that it matches mine.
When I was younger, I used to hear love stories like this. Usually from the elders within the brotherhood. Those who were lucky enough to have grown old enough not to have to worry about appearing weak for telling people they love their wives.
There haven’t been many like that in my time. Only a few, as I recall. But anytime we got drunk and started trading war stories, sooner or later, they’d offer up the oldest story ever told in the brotherhood. It’s the story of how the warrior fell from the mountain for the love of a woman.
Sometimes it was tragic. Some love lost to the bullet or just to their own stupidity. But for the few who still had it in them to love, they always said some variation of the same thing. She rules my heart.
I glance down at her, her face serene in the moonlight above us, and I listen to her heartbeat against mine… and I wonder if the life inside her has a heartbeat that matches both of ours.
There is nothing on this earth that will keep me from protecting them… and it’s going to be the most difficult thing I’ve ever had to do. I have to keep her safe. I have to keep my family safe.
The thought hits me like a sledgehammer and my eyes start to burn with unexpected tears.
My family perished so long ago that sometimes, I can’t even remember their faces or their voices. The only one I had left was the one I made for myself in Nicki, and since he’s been gone, I was content to have no one.
And now I have her… and our child. I take a deep breath and wipe away the tears. No one is taking them away from me. I won’t let that happen ever again.
“Viktor?” she whispers, her eyes opening groggily. “Are you okay?”
I squeeze her to me and whisper, “I’m fine, baby. Go back to sleep.”
She nuzzles herself into me more and drifts back off.
Tomorrow, everything changes and our lives will begin.