CHAPTER 19
Rodian
Nothing in life could’ve prepared me for this. I’m fucking drunk just from touching Anastasia, my control totally obliterated by how incredible she feels and tastes.
Unable to pace myself, I grab, squeeze, and rub the fuck out of her luscious body, my tongue and teeth devouring her sweet mouth.
Lying down on top of all her softness, there’s no way I can wait a second longer. I can’t even remember the last time I had sex. It was long before meeting Anastasia, and after falling for her, I had zero interest in any other woman.
When I push my cock through her soaked folds, my body shudders from the instant pleasure, dragging a deep groan from my chest.
Her hands move over my shoulders and biceps, her ass lifting in invitation.
Reaching down between us, I position my cock at her entrance.
I break the kiss and lock eyes with her while moving with short thrusts to widen her, and when I finally enter her, I’m met with her tight virgin channel, which grips me like a fucking vice.
The instant discomfort flashes over her face, and she sees that I notice, she chants, “I’m okay. Don’t stop. Keep going.”
I pull back an inch, then fill her all the way, and once I’m buried to the hilt, the pleasure is so overwhelming it feels like I’m already coming.
“Blyad?, you were made for me.” My voice is hoarse, and dropping my forehead to hers, I pull out before thrusting forward again. “You okay?” I ask.
“Yes. It was just a pinch.”
“No other pain?” I double-check.
The corners of her mouth lift. “No.” Her eyes fill with wonder as she says, “I feel you everywhere.”
Knowing she can handle me, I begin to fill her with deep and hard thrusts, relishing the euphoria of finally getting to be one with her.
I palm her left breast and fuck her harder, wanting to ravage and cherish her all at the same time.
“I love you so fucking much, Anastasia,” I say as my breaths become ragged. “There’s no one more important to me than you.”
Tears shimmer in her eyes and gasps escape over her parted lips every time I fill her with a deep stroke.
“I will cherish you.” I press a kiss to her mouth. “Protect you.” I slam harder into her. “And honor you all the days of my life, but right now I’m going to fuck you before I lose my mind.”
She nods frantically, her nails digging into my shoulders. “Please.”
Pushing my body up, I kneel between her thighs, loving how they hug me. I grab her hips, and hauling her ass into the air, I slam into her wet warmth. Setting a punishing pace, I look down at how my cock fills her pussy. Seeing the red tinge of her virginity coating me fills me with satisfaction.
Blyad?, God willing, she will be the mother of our children.
The thought of a little human who’s half her and half me fills my soul with a need I didn’t know I had until now, and I pray to all that’s holy that I’m able to impregnate her.
“Rodian,” she whimpers, fisting the sheets as her back arches and her breasts bounce.
I adjust my angle and pound into her again, and finding the right spot, I make my wife come for the first time.
The sight of her features tightening, her eyebrows pulling together, and her jaw going slack is something I will never forget as long as I live. Her body convulses, and her walls tighten so much around my cock, an orgasm is squeezed from me.
Jerking, I slump over Anastasia as I fill her with my release. Finding her mouth, I kiss her with my entire fucking soul, while thrusting a few more times before remaining buried inside her.
When I place my hands on either side of her head, I feel her tears wetting my skin, and softening the kiss, I lavish her with love while wiping them away with my thumbs.
Minutes pass before I lift my head to stare into her shimmering eyes. “Now you are mine in every way.”
She nods as she sucks in a quivering breath and begins to trail her fingers up and down my back. “I love you, Rodian.”
Her words wrap around my heart, and I take a moment to enjoy how amazing it feels to be loved by such an amazing woman.
“Thank you for seeing me.” Her face crumbles, and when she sobs, I begin to brush my palm over her hair and cover her jaw with kisses.
It takes a few minutes for her to regain control of her emotions, then a thought hits, and I grin like an idiot. “Mrs. Anastasia Volkova.”
A happy smile forms around her full lips. “That sounds so good.”
I begin to pull out, and looking down, I drink in the sight of her virgin blood, mixing with our joint releases.
“It’s a little late to ask, but are you okay with having our child?”
I glance at her face just as her eyes widen. “It’s a bit soon, don’t you think?”
“I’m thirty-seven, and after waiting five years, there’s no such thing as too soon for me.”
“Oh, right. I forgot you’re so much older.” There’s a teasing tone to her voice, which makes the corner of my mouth lift. “I suppose it will take nine months. That will give us some time.” Lifting her head, she gives me a quick kiss. “How about we leave it to fate and see what happens?”
“Just so you know, I’m going to fuck you every chance I get to increase our odds.”
Laughter bubbles from her, the sound filling my chest with warmth.
Getting up, I walk into the ensuite bathroom, which consists of a shower, toilet, and sink. I grab a face cloth, and opening the faucet, I wait for the water to warm.
Anastasia peeks in by the doorjamb, looking a little uncomfortable and shy.
“Come here, moya krasavitsa.”
With the covers around her, she walks to me, her gaze raking over every naked inch of me.
“That’s unfair.” I squeeze the excess water out of the facecloth.
“What?”
“No covering up.”
“Oh.” She hurries back into the room, and when I follow after her, I get to admire her ass while she makes the bed.
Coming up behind her, I wrap my arm around her front to keep her upright before I kick her legs open.
“Oh, God!” She gasps as she pivots forward. “Wh–”
Her sentence is cut short when I begin to wipe her pussy clean, rubbing her clit gently in the process.
With my mouth by her ear, I grumble, “How does it feel?”
“Good,” she gasps, grabbing hold of my forearm while she tilts her head back.
Dropping the cloth, I continue to gently rub her clit, listening to her breathing and watching her reactions, and as soon as she lets out a soft moan, I increase the pressure.
“Yes,” she whispers, then lifting her arms, she hooks them behind my neck.
Looking down her front, I have a perfect view of her ample swells and hard nipples and suddenly wish I had two extra hands.
As I rub her harder and her hips begin to gyrate, I can’t stand the temptation anymore and grab hold of her right breast while biting and licking my way up the side of her neck.
I knead her swells and tweak her nipple, loving the whimpers and moans spilling from her.
When my cock jerks, ready to join the action, I ask, “I wanted to give you some time to recover, but can you handle me again?”
She nods quickly, then begs, “Can you make me come again? Like earlier. It felt… sooooo gooood,” she moans when I push a finger inside her.
“Let’s find out.” Placing my hand on her lower back, I push Anastasia forward, and as her hands grip the covers and she gets onto the mattress, I grab hold of her hips to stop her from moving too far up the bed.
“Stay like this.” Aligning my cock with her entrance, there’s no resistance this time, and I sink into her with a groan. “Fuck yes. You fit me perfectly.”
Widening my stance, I keep a tight hold of her as I begin to set a fast pace. Everytime I drive into her, I yank her ass back, getting drunk all over again from her cheeks slapping against my pelvis and thighs.
As I fuck her harder and harder, Anastasia face-plants into the covers with a loud moan, and I move my hands to the sides of her ass, squeezing her cheeks together. The sight has ecstasy barreling through my body and draining the strength from my legs.
Falling over her back, I place a knee on the bed and continue to hammer into her, a roar tearing from me.
“Ah-ah-ah-ah.” It’s the only sound she can get between thrusts, her pussy fluttering around my cock as she comes.
When her body goes limp, I grab her hips again, keeping her ass in the air for me.
The pleasure doesn’t stop as I slow down, and I keep plunging into her, enjoying how amazing we are together.
“You good?” I finally manage to ask between harsh breaths.
“Uh-huh,” she mumbles. “More than good.”
As I pull out, she jerks a few times from being oversensitive.
“Lie down and rest,” I say, pressing a kiss to her shoulder blade before I pick up the face cloth.
In the bathroom, I take a moment to clean myself before returning to Anastasia to carefully wipe between her legs.
I go to toss the face cloth in the sink, and heading to the bed, I say, “Let’s get under the covers.”
She has zero strength, and I chuckle as I have to pin her to my body in order to pull the covers back. Lying down with her in my arms, I press a kiss to her mouth.
When she fights sleep, I brush my fingertips over her eyes so she’ll close them. “Nap a little, moya krasavitsa. I’ll wake you before we land.”
I watch as she drifts off, and throwing my left leg over hers, I curl my body around hers.
My thoughts turn to Sokolov, and how the bastard dared to attack my wife, family, and guests. Rage floods my chest as I think about all the ways to kill him.