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“I’m going to touch not only your body but your soul, so you know I am choosing you with an open heart and a clear mind.”
Not wanting to let my fragile heart fly out of its cage, I pull him down and unbutton his shirt. I’m greedy to see if reality will match up to the fantasy. “I should’ve created a monogram for your shirt. Something to commemorate the day.”
“You can entwine our initials from now on.”
The fine cotton slips from my hands, and I still. “What are my initials?” I look up and cover my mouth. “I only know myself as Lina. Not Anastasia or Alina.”
“You are Lina Novikov. The only thing that changed today was your last name. Your mother…the woman who raised you… sacrificed for you, called you Lina. So that’s who you are. The other names don’t matter.”
I close my eyes and know now isn’t the time to have an identity crisis. I have a beautiful husband and need to enjoy every second of my wedding night. “Let’s get back to the sex.” Placing both hands on his chest, I look up. “Dirty swing from the chandelier, married sex that we’ll remember for a long time.”
“Your wish is my command.”
He looms above me, and I run my hands along the muscles covering his chest. He looks like an action figure with muscles packed on muscles.
“Will you let your husband do as he pleases?”
I nod slowly, watching him lick his lips as he rips the white panties in half.
“You are mine, now.”
A claim, not a question. I accept for good or bad, I am tied to this man for the rest of my life. “And you are mine.”
He puts his face between my legs and inhales deeply. It’s so carnal and raw. I spread my legs wider without thought or embarrassment.
“Lina, you’re so fucking beautiful.”
He presses a gentle kiss on my clit and keeps his eyes on mine as his mouth moves to my core. Devouring me as if starved, he maintains eye contact as I rock my hips against his face. He growls against my flesh as he consumes me with his tongue and licks my center. “Please, Yuri. I need—”
“You need to come on my mouth.” He returns to sucking my clit and slides his thick finger in and out slowly. Relentless. Holding me down with one hand splayed on my belly, I buck helplessly as my orgasm hits, stealing my breath.
Crying out, hard contractions hit my body in waves. My heart splits open, and it feels like years before the sensations fade.
“That was fucking beautiful to watch.” He rises on his knees again, and I admire him through a satiated fog. He looks like he’s been carved by a master sculptor. He’s proportioned perfectly from the breadth of his strong shoulders down to his tapered waist. His stomach is flat, and there are no words for his biceps.
And his tattoos are works of art.
The small round scars are not. I touch one on his stomach and see his smile fade. “How many times have you been shot?”
“Too many. But only ten bullets landed, so I’m lucky.”
“I know something else that might make you feel lucky.”
“Really?”
I push at his chest with one finger and watch him fall over.Smart man.
With little finesse, I crawl over his prone body and rest my hands on his chest. “Thank you.”
“I will always pleasure you, Lina.”
I stroke his silky hair. “I wasn’t talking about that.” His grip tightens on my waist. “You have been kind from the moment we met, and I want you to know how much that means to me. His eyes close briefly, and I slide the button of his tuxedo pants open.
“Lina—”
“Be a good husband.” I slide the zipper down and see him smile. “And get naked.”
His surprised laugh fills the room, and he stands and complies. My heart actually skips several beats as he steps closer. I place my hand lightly on his hip. Stopping with surprise, he looks down, and I do the last thing he expects and take him into my mouth. His breath quickens, and I enjoy feeling him throb against my tongue.
