ANDREI
I set the roof up for the evening with the help of Alexi and Lyov.
A table with candles lit and rose petals on top. I never trusted
my spy before, but Lyov has proved far more reliable than I expected.
Vera has taken a shining to him, which has helped with my opinion of him.
Tonight, is an important night for the both of us. Three months have passed since we killed her uncle. Vera insisted she wanted to kill him, and she did, with my help. I didn’t like her being involved in ending his life, as she’s never killed before.
I had to listen to what she wanted, since she was the one to find her parents, brother, and sister dead at the side of the stream that ran through the family home’s grounds.
I pull my phone out of my pocket and send off a text to Vera.
Come up to the roof, I’m waiting for you.
It’s less than a few seconds before my phone buzzes again.
Vera: I wondered where you were, on my way.
I pace the floor, anxious about seeing her. The door swings open, and she stops still at the sight of me in a suit and the table set up. She’s wearing a sexy black silk slip with lace detail. Her face is natural with no makeup, as I like her.
“What’s going on?” she asks, glancing around the roof area.
I walk toward her, grabbing her hand and dropping to one knee. “Krasivaya, I love you more than anything in this world.”
Her eyes turn glossy and wet with tears and she clutches her hand to her chest.
“I want you to be mine forever.” Slipping my hand into my pocket, I pull out the box housing a simple but large solitaire ring. I flip open the lid and keep my eyes on her emerald jewels as tears trickle down her face. “Will you marry me?” I ask, holding the engagement ring at the end of her ring finger.
She stares at for a moment, leaving me waiting for most likely only a second, but time moves so slowly in that moment. “Yes,” she says, bursting into tears. “I love you, Andrei.”
I smile and push the ring onto her finger, jumping to my feet and lifting her in the air. She giggles as I spin her around, before setting her back on her feet.
I rest my hand on the bump at her stomach, as she’s three months pregnant. It was a shock when I found out I got her pregnant one of the first times we fucked, but it’s what I had wanted. “How are you?”
She smiles and closes her hand over mine. “Amazing, I’ve never been so happy.”
I kiss her, but she claws at my neck, deepening the kiss. She is wanton and needy, moaning into my mouth.
When we part, we’re both panting and she’s flushed. I glance at the table and the silver platters waiting for us. “Are you ready to eat?” I ask, noticing her nipples are rock hard through her skimpy silk slip.
SHE SHAKES HER HEAD. “I need you now.” She teases her hand down her chest and plays with her nipples, making me lose my mind.
I grab her hand and tug her toward the door she came through. “We’ll warm the food up later. There’s something I’ve got to show you.”
I lead her downstairs to my room, opening the door and then walking to the bookcase on the far wall. I pull down the book and the door springs open.
Vera gasps, eyes flashing with curiosity as she steps closer.
I hold out a hand. “Come here.”
She walks toward me and her eyes widen, as she takes in the view in front of her—my pleasure room. “Why did you keep this a secret?”
I shrug. “I’ve been recovering from my gunshot wound and wasn’t up for playing.” I grab her hips and dig my fingers into them. “Not to mention, I didn’t want to push you too soon,” I whisper into her ear.
She licks her bottom lip, and I let her go, watching as she wanders into the room. She run her hand across the bondage bench I’ve longed to see her tied to since we met.
“Do you want play?” I ask, voice turning husky.
She turns toward me and places her finger against her lips in a playful move. “Hmm… I’m not sure… You might need to convince me.”
Challenge accepted.
I step toward her and set my hands on her hips, pulling her back into me. “Is that right, Miss. Popov?” I let my hand roam under her sexy,
silk slip and pull it up over her hips. “I don’t think that will be necessary.” I slap her ass in a soft but firm spank, making her jump.
She moans deeply, as I grope her other ass cheek, before slapping it with the same amount of force. “Andrei,” she rasps my name. “I want to try something,” I murmur in her ear.
She bites her bottom lip, glancing back at me.
“What?”
I slap her ass again. “No questions. Red is always the safe word.” I pull her slip off over her head and discard it to one side.
Her eyes widen as I lift her off her feet and carry her toward the bench. I set her on her knees, strapping her calves into it first.
A wild, frantic need to have her in this position plaguing me since we met. I fix the straps around her waist next, before moving to her wrists and tightening those in.
She gazes up at me, a mix of fear and desire filling her perfect green eyes. “What are you going to do to me?” Her lips part and her cheeks flush at the question.
“Wait and see, Printsessa.” I grab her chin and press my lips to hers, kissing her hard.
She moans into my mouth, as I bite her lip.
I move to stand behind her for a moment, memorizing the image of my fiancé tied up and spread for me.
Her pussy dripping wet already. My gaze moves to her perfect, tight asshole which I’ve yet to claim. My cock is steel in my boxer briefs, straining to break free. I step toward her and grope her ass cheeks in my hands.
She shivers, whimpering in anticipation of what I will do to her. The need to paint her ass a perfect red has me spanking her three firm times on each cheek. Her thighs tremble as she gets even wetter.
I repeat the spanking until she’s red and panting, dripping everywhere. My cock is so hard it hurts, but I’m not ready to fuck her yet.
I shift to my knees and part her lips with my tongue, tasting that sweet nectar between her thighs.
“Andrei,” she moans my name, voice a husky rasp.
I love making her say my name. My hands kneed her ass cheeks as I feast on her arousal. She jolts as my tongue circles her clit, before trailing a path right through her center. I feel her tense as I lick all the way to her ass, circling it and then probing at the tight muscles.