Chapter 28
Aurora~
With the way that Viktor was kissing me, I knew that it was time to stop throwing other women in his face, and with good reason. Deep down, I believed his explanations, but while that didn’t mean that I’d ever excuse his behavior, it was time to move on.
I wanted to move on.
“There’s only you,” he said against my lips. “God, I need you to believe that.”
Instead of having this conversation right now, I reached up, then wrapped my arms around my husband’s neck, and he immediately reached down to grab my thighs, lifting me to wrap my legs around his waist.
“Down the hallway, the last door on your right,” I said, giving him directions to my bedroom, knowing that he needed to feel close to me right now. We were a mess, and it was time for me to do my part to salvage this marriage.
When we got to my bedroom, I could feel my heart starting to beat harder.
Even though my entire house was my safe place, my bedroom was more than that; it was me.
With the exception of my office, the rest of my condo was available to guests.
Yeah, they’d been few and far between, only my family visiting me regularly, but even family understood the personal implications of someone’s bedroom.
A person’s bedroom was the most personal space in someone’s house, and mine was no different.
Walking into the room, Viktor could see how dark grey was my favorite color.
He could see how I liked to read enough to have a small bookshelf in my room.
He could see that I liked to sit in a rocking chair as I read.
He could see so much without me even saying a word, and whether planned or not, I had invited him into a world that no other man had ever seen before.
Instead of dropping me on the bed, Viktor walked me to the bathroom, then sat me down on the counter, his hands still on my hips, and when I opened my legs for him to step between, I could feel how hard he was for me already, and I wasn’t sure if I was ever going to get used to his size and the way that he never failed to fill me up so completely.
“I love you,” he said, his blue eyes flaring with the truth. “I love you so fucking much, Aurora.”
I couldn’t lie and say that I didn’t feel anything when he said those words to me, and when his eyes glowed with each word, it was even harder not to say it back to him.
Whether Viktor realized it or not, those blue eyes of his were hypnotizing, and if I were a lesser woman, I would have fallen under his spell the moment that I’d said my vows.
“Why are we in here?”
“Because I’m not going to fuck you with Decio’s scent of death on either of us,” he answered. “When I finally get you on your bed, it’s going to be just you and me, baby.”
When death was such a regular part of our lives, it hadn’t ever occurred to me that Viktor would want to protect me from it as much as possible.
Despite how neither of us could run from what we were, when it was just him and me, things were different, and I could feel it with the way that he looked at me.
His hand reached up to caress my face as he said, “You’re too beautiful for this life. You belong in a world of princes, castles, and luxury.”
Then I said the closest thing to I love you that I could say. “I belong with you.”
Those blue eyes of his flared again as he said, “Yes, you do. You belong with me and to me, and I’m yours in every way possible. You own me in a way that will always have me on my knees, worshipping you for as long as you’ll let me.”
He didn’t say anything more as he left me on the bathroom counter to go turn on the shower. Now, while it wouldn’t be the first time that we’d taken a shower together, we were going to be in my shower, my favorite items all around us, giving him another glimpse of who I was.
As Viktor adjusted the water temperature, I hopped off the counter, then began undressing, suddenly craving a shower just as badly as Viktor did.
While the scent of Decio’s death didn’t bother me, a shower right now felt like it could be the beginning of a fresh start, and that was something that both Viktor and I deserved.
I was fully naked by the time that Viktor turned around, and his eyes raked over me like he wanted to eat me alive.
He looked at me with a hunger that could never be satisfied, and I hoped that it never would be.
I wanted him to always look at me like that, and I wasn’t too proud to admit it.
I wasn’t too proud to admit that I liked how my husband looked at me, and it was because I knew all about the incredible pleasure that was going to follow.
Viktor stepped aside, giving me room to enter the shower, and as the water hit my head, sluicing down my body, I watched him begin to undress, and I couldn’t help but smirk at how quickly he was ridding himself of his clothing.
Once he was naked, I stepped farther back in the shower to give him room to join me, and the second that my back hit the tiled wall, Viktor had my face in his hands again before leaning down to kiss me like he was trying to steal my soul and keep it for himself.
My hands slid up his wet skin, anchoring onto his shoulders, and I kissed him back like every part of me really did belong to him. I kissed him back like we were finally in this thing together, and the low moan that erupted from his throat sounded like a symphony of sex in my ears.
When he finally broke the kiss, I watched as he reached for my loofah and body wash, and my heart skipped a beat when he began bathing me slowly, every movement a heightened sense of foreplay that I was still getting used to all this time later.
I closed my eyes, enjoying the warm water and sweet-scented fragrance, but when Viktor finally got to my pussy, he dropped the loofah, using his fingers to clean me instead.
My head dropped back, and I opened my legs wider for him, and he wasted no time sliding two fingers inside me, giving me what I was willing to beg for if necessary.
“Once we get on your bed, I’m going to keep you there for hours,” he promised wickedly. “I’m going to share the honor with our bed at home. I’m going to do every single thing that you’ve let me do at home on your bed. No part of you is going to be left unruined, baby.”
With that warning, I felt him slide a third finger in my ass, and all I could do was try to hang on as the dual sensations took me under. Now that I knew what it all felt like, I was eager for whatever he wanted to do to me, and that included bending me over to take me however he wanted to.
Viktor’s other hand came up to wrap around my neck, and when I opened my eyes, he was looking down at me with that fiery blue gaze of his. “You want that pussy filled with my dick?”
“Yes...” I panted.
“You want me to stretch out that tight ass of yours?”
“God, yes...”
“I’m going to fucking ruin you in every room,” he vowed. “You’re not going to be able to walk into this house without thinking of me ever again.”
Before I could say anything to that, Viktor was pulling his fingers free from my body, and though I felt the loss immediately, he quickly replaced them with his dick, lifting me to impale my body like it was nothing; like he could do it a million times over and never get tired.
“Oh, God...” I cried out as his hips thrust upward, forcing every inch of himself inside me.
“Take that dick, baby,” he ordered, his breath hot against my neck. “Take it like a good girl.”
“Viktor, please...”
My back hit the wall with each push of his hips, but I didn’t feel anything but pure pleasure spiking across every inch of my skin. Nothing mattered but how full I felt, his dick hitting every nerve ending with each stroke. I felt him everywhere, and he knew what it did to me.
“Fuck, I love how you moan like a whore for my cock,” he grunted. “I love how your pussy leaks for me, zhena.”
Even if I’d wanted to, there was no denying how I dripped for him. “Don’t stop...”
“Not until you’re cumming all over me, baby,” he promised. “Not until you’re screaming my name.”
I wasn’t sure how long Viktor fucked me up against the wall, but when I finally felt the pressure building deep in my core, I couldn’t stop myself. “I’m...don’t stop...I’m going to...to cum...”
“I’m going to lick your pussy clean once you do,” he growled. “I’m going to lick up all of that sweet cream, baby.”
“Viktor...”
“Keep saying my name,” he ordered. “Keep saying it until you scream it.”
With the next hard thrust into my pussy, I wrapped my arms around his neck to hold on, and then I came hard enough to let out the scream that he’d been waiting for. I chanted his name as my body trembled all around his, and it sounded like both a curse and a prayer all rolled into one.
“Fuck, baby,” he hissed, his hips moving faster and harder. “This is what I need from you.”
“Viktor, please...” I begged, and it wasn’t until he forced another orgasm out of me that he finally came inside me, leaving me wondering if I was going to be able to survive another one.
Five hours later, I ended up passing out before we’d been able to hit every room.