Page 110 of Born into Chaos

Setting me on the bed, he watches me as he strips out of his pants. “God, I’ve missed you,” he groans, getting on the bed and hovering over me.

Unable to resist, I point at his still-healing wound and ask, “Are you sure you should be on top?”

He sighs and sits back so he’s in between my thighs, looking down at me. “I’m clearly not doing my job right if you’re thinking about anything other than the desperate need to have my cock inside you.”

“I’m definitely thinking about that, but I love you and I worry.”

Running his hands up my body, he spreads my thighs as wide as they’ll go, fully exposing my pussy to him. “Jesus,” he groans, watching my lips part for him. He brings a finger to my slit, slowly dragging it along my sensitive folds. “No more worrying, Sveta. I promise I’m not going to do anything that’s going to hurt me, and I promise I’ll find a different position if it does. Okay?”

“Okay,” I say and then moan when he runs over my clit in a featherlight touch that leaves me wanting more.

“The only thing you need to do tonight is be a good girl and take everything I want to give you.” He circles my clit again, smiling when my hips arch at his touch. “Not so difficult, right?”

“No,” I agree. “I think even I can handle that one.”

He smirks. “Well, that remains to be seen, but here’s hoping.”

I start to roll my eyes, but he pinches my clit and all I can manage is a half roll before my eyes close on a gasp.

“Hmm, maybe I can make you into an obedient wife after all,” he muses while sliding a finger into me.

“Dream on, Vitya,” I tell him even as I rock my hips for more. “You’d be bored out of your mind. You like that I fight back. You always have.”

He gives me a wink and slides another finger in. “True enough,pcholka,but you do look so damn good when you’re on your knees for me.”

“But you like it more when you have to fist my hair to keep me there.”

His cock pulses at my words, and it’s my turn to smirk. Keeping his fingers inside me, he braces a forearm by my head and leans closer so our faces are almost touching.

“I love everything about you, Sveta, but I love your fire most of all. I love that you never let me get away with anything, I love that you always challenge me, and you’re right. I do love when I have to fist your hair and force my cock down your throat. Even as you take every inch so goddamn willingly, you still fight me enough to make it fun.”

Pulling his fingers out of me, he brings them to his mouth, licking them clean with a deep groan before hovering over me again. The head of his cock presses against me, a teasing pressure that has me squirming beneath him. He smiles and presses harder against my hips, pinning me in place.

“Sucks, doesn’t it?” he asks, raising a brow at me. “Having what you want so close but not being able to get it?”

“You’ve proven your point,” I tell him. “Now give me your cock.”

He laughs. “God, that’s cute, sweetheart. Keep trying to boss me around and see what that gets you.”

I bite my tongue, since it’s just getting me in trouble right now, and force myself to relax. He watches me with an amused glint in his eyes, knowing exactly what this is costing me. Instead of going easy on me, though, he just keeps teasing me. He runs the head of his cock over my clit, pulling a breathy moan from between my lips before he presses against me again, sliding in just enough to give me hope before dashing it by pulling back out.

“Oh, come on!” I yell, digging my fingers into his shoulders and wrapping my legs around his waist.

He doesn’t budge. It’s like trying to get a stubborn horse to move down a path it doesn’t want to take. Vitya is only going to move how he wants to, and right now that’s at an excruciatingly slow pace that has him fucking me with just the head of his cock.

His hand cups my face as his thumb runs over my lips and he leans closer, putting his face right above mine.

“Will you marry me?” he asks. “I know we’re already married and we still need to do the rings and celebrate it properly, but I didn’t get to ask you, and I really hate that.”

I smile and run my hands through his dark hair. “And you thought I’d be in ayeskind of mood while you’re teasing me and refusing to give me what I want?”

He smiles and kisses the corner of my mouth, slowly working his way along my lips while he keeps up the slow, shallow thrusts. “Say yes and I’ll give you everything you want.”

“Ah, bribery, is it?”

“I could remind you that we’re already married, so even if you say no, it doesn’t really matter.” He lifts up enough so I can see the sweet smile he’s giving me, the one that I’m completely addicted to, the one that he hid from me for two years. “But I’d really love to hear you say yes, Sveta. You’re my whole world,pcholka, always have been, always will be. I promise to love and protect you, to always take care of you, to satisfy you in every way imaginable, and to provide you with your favorite, unhealthy snacks.”

I smile up at him. “How on earth could I ever say no to that?” I’ve been more emotional lately, so I’m not surprised when my eyes get a bit misty. “Yes, Vitya, I’ll marry you. I promise I’ll always love you and be faithful to you, I promise I’ll try my best to love your granola and respect your neat-freak ways, and I promise I will always be here for you, no matter what.”

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