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I loved the way he moaned desperately in my ear. His head lowered onto my nipples and as I moved, I felt the outline of his hard length, causing an immediate wave of pleasure to spread through me.

“Nik …” My body was quickly succumbing to his will, and I writhed for more as he continued trailing his tongue around my nipples.

Nikolai seemed to sense my awakening and his lips found the curve of my neck, nibbling and kissing along it. I shivered and moaned at his intensity and my heart raced with each wild caress.

“You’re mine, Ashley, all mine.”

Our lips met again in a passionate kiss, breaking through all defenses. Nikolai's kisses were tender and urgent, his lips moving against mine with a hunger that matched my own.

As our tongues continued to dance in a sensual rhythm, I began to lose myself in the intoxicating taste of him. His hands roamed over my body, tracing every curve and dip, leaving a trail of tingling sensations in their wake.

Compared to his behavior the night before, he was much gentler this morning. This new, slow rhythm almost drove me mad because it gnawed at my mind.

I whimpered softly as his fingertips moved to my breasts again, grasping them and lightly pinching my nipples, sending additional waves of pleasure through me.

His touch was both gentle and possessive, his other hand grabbing one of mine and clasping it as he concentrated on exploring my upper body.

The next moment his hands moved down, and before I could blink, his fingers were close to the heat between my legs. As he continued to move slowly toward my entrance, I couldn’t help but feel pleasure and discomfort at the same time.

A slight panic from a sudden over-stimulation rose within me. Last night was intense, and I still felt a bit sore. I was not ready for another round so soon.

“Nik, Nik, wait…”

To change the subject, I plucked up my courage and turned to my horny husband. Suddenly I remembered the need to ask for a favor that had been on my mind for a while.

“Nik,” I panted, my voice trembling slightly as he refused to cease from caressing between my legs, “I need to talk to you about something important.”

At last, he paused for a moment, his lips lingering on my skin. “Can't it wait, malyshka?” He murmured, his breath hot against my ear. “We're in the midst of something important.”

I took a deep breath and collected my thoughts. “I know, but this is crucial.” I paused, and when I was able to speak again, there was a quiet plea in my voice: “I wanted to ask you if you could please … ask a couple of your men keep an eye on Trevor?”

I paused again and bit my lip. “I'm afraid he might try to kill my father again. I don’t think I could live with myself if I knew I could have said something to stop it, and ...”

Nikolai's hands ran over my thighs and then gripped them firmly. “Ashley,” he growled, his voice full of desire, “let's not ruin this moment by talking about such things. We can deal with that bastard later.”

I bit my lip again, torn between my body’s reaction to my husband at the moment and my need to protect my family. I knew we could discuss the issue later, but for some reason I felt like I couldn’t let go until I got my answer.

I remained silent, unresponsive, and gathered my courage to speak again. “Nik, please,” I pleaded, my voice becoming firmer. “This is important to me. I can't just ignore the threat he poses.”

Finally, my husband’s movements stopped, and he groaned in despair. His eyes blinked at me; his gaze was piercing as he examined the emotions on my face.

After he had thought about my request for a moment, he finally sighed and relented. “Very well, my stubborn little malyshka,” he said, his voice still containing a hint of frustration. “I’ll kill the bastard, so he won't worry us anymore.”

“Oh, thank y- What?”

A wave of relief washed over me, soon quickly replaced by a sense of terror.

“You don’t want me to kill him?” Nikolai raised an amused brow at the sheer horror and fear on my face.

I shook my head, unable to speak still. He clicked his tongue and hummed, “Fine then. We’ll just keep an eye on him.”

“T-Thank you.” I gave him a warm smile.

I knew he found it pathetic, weak of me to ask, but I honestly couldn’t bear to have anyone’s blood on my hands.

My breath caught as he suddenly leaned closer to me again, his voice low and commanding. “You should know you don't have to make requests, Ashley.”

His words oozed authority and certainty as he continued: “If you want Bratva’s help, all you have to do is tell me. You are now part of this family and have every right to use our power.”

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