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She’s still wearing her panties. I shift the material to the side and thrust a finger inside of her.
“Fuck, Lucia. You’re so wet for me. You want my cock?”
“Y-yes,” she answers shakily.
I can’t deny her any longer so I’m ripping the panties, which has her glaring backward.
“You have to stop doing that!”
“No,” I say with a smile.
I would stop if I didn’t think she secretly likes it when I lose control like that.
The annoyed expression on her face disappears pretty quickly when I dig my fingers into her hip and thrust inside her all at once. Her body jerks, but her pussy swallows me whole, milking my cock.
“Fuck. You feel like mine,” I say, sliding out of her before thrusting back in. “Say it, Lucia. Say you’re mine.”
She nods frantically, looking over her shoulder at me as her tits jiggle from the force of my thrusts. Her back lowers further, allowing me to slide in even deeper. Her whimpers grow even louder and I can tell she’s close. I slow down, knowing what she needs, ramming into her at a steady pace that has her entire body stiffening. She comes with a scream that triggers my own orgasm. We ride the wave together, and once we’re done, I collapse onto the bed, pulling her down to my chest as I do so.
I’m breathing heavily, my mind a jumbled mess. Neither of us speaks for several moments.
“Ivan?” Lucia calls quietly.
“Yes, baby?”
“I want us to get married,” she announces.
Those words have me arching an eyebrow. I glance down at her and she’s looking at me with a steady expression, sincerity in her brown eyes.
“We’ll get married,milaya. That’s a foregone conclusion.”
“No, I think I want to get married earlier. We’ve never picked a date. How do you feel about a wedding in two weeks?”
My eyes widen. “Are you being serious right now?”
The words almost don’t sound real.
She nods. “I want you, you want me, and I don’t ever want to be apart from you again. I’m sure, Ivan. Let’s get married.”
It’s a little crazy, but I feel it with every fiber of my being—the need to be as close to this woman as possible. Even in marriage. I’d walk down the aisle tomorrow if she wanted us to.
“Okay, Lucia. Let’s get married.”
The next two weeks go by in a rush and before I know it, I’m standing at the aisle in front of the woman of my dreams. Lucia is radiant in her wedding gown.
She looks up at me, her eyes bright and full of emotion, and for a moment, the world narrows to just the two of us. The weight of everything that’s brought us here, the struggles, the fights, the moments of doubt, it all melts away, leaving only us.
The priest asks me to begin my vows and I take a deep breath, steadying myself before starting to speak.
“Lucia, the moment I met you, my entire world realigned. I knew even then that my life would be changed forever. You came into it and completely knocked me off my feet. I never expected to find what we have right now—in fact, I actively avoided it. But it’s so easy with you, baby. You make it easy for me to smile, to lose control. You make it easy for me to feel joy because you constantly radiate it. You’re my sun, Lucia. And I’m so incredibly grateful for every moment I get to spend in your orbit.” I pause in my speech before saying most important words of all, “I love you so much,krasavitsa. And I promise to love you for the rest of our lives.”
She’s crying by the time it’s over.
“Thank God my makeup’s waterproof,” she jokes, eliciting laughter from the people gathered to watch us get married.
Between my position in the Bratva and Lucia’s position in the Cosa Nostra, we’ve gathered quite a lot of people. Not everyone’s happy about the union, but they observe and truly I couldn’t care less about their presence. All I care about is her.
When I look away from Lucia, my eyes land on her sister, who’s also looking a little teary-eyed. She’s holding Lucia’s bouquet and standing to the side of the pulpit, performing her duty as her sister’s matron of honor. It took a lot of convincing before Lucia could get her to believe that this is truly what she wanted. I understand where Aurora is coming from, as an older sibling myself. She wants to protect her sister more than anything else.
