Page 75 of Cruel Bet

“None,” he says without a speck of uncertainty. “Did you?” he says, a small furrow of concern on his brow.

I consider his question, deciding to answer seriously rather than making light of it. I know he needs reassurance from me.

“I guess I should have felt some residual trepidation over the lifestyle I’m marrying into, one I tried so hard to leave behind, especially given that I have the children to think of. But in all honesty, I didn’t. There was no doubt in my mind thatmarrying you is what I want, and what’s best for our children. I love you Nikolai, always and forever.”

“I love you too mykukolka,” he says, gazing deep into my eyes.

He dips me down low quickly and cheekily nuzzling his face between my breasts before he pulls me upright again and twirls me around, lifting me off my feet. The crowd cheers and he whispers to me. “I can’t wait to get you out of this dress and fuck you. I’ve been dying to get to the consummation part of the wedding since the moment you stepped onto the aisle.”

I giggle, scandalized by his dirty talk with so many people near us. Right on cue, couples start to join us on the dancefloor as the party gets into full swing.

“What are you waiting for husband?” I tease, “Let’s go find a quiet room somewhere now—I need to change into my evening gown anyway, no one will miss us for a short while.”

Nikolai’s eyes light up with surprise and arousal. “I’m the luckiest man alive,” he says as I drag him away.

The End