Page 67 of Love to Defy You
He rolls me over flat on my back and breaks our kiss to sit up. As he straddles me, he brings my left hand to his lips and peppers languid kisses along my wrist, then my palm, until he wraps his mouth around my ring finger. The entire time, his hooded gaze is on me.
Alek releases my finger and positions the ring near my nail. “Last chance,malishka.”
“If you don’t put that ring on me right now, I’ll do it myself.” I grind my hips up to meet his. “But hurry. I need to feel you inside me.”
A low, hungry growl rumbles in his chest. He slips the ring on my finger, dragging it along my skin until it hits the final knuckle.
It’s a perfect fit. I spread my fingers wide in front of my face, taking in the brilliant sparkle of the gemstones in the dim candlelight.
Alek loosens his tie. “Take off your clothes. I don’t want anything between us when I make you my fiancée.”
Ripping off my dress is much easier than it was to put on. I peel it off over my head while Alek tears off his clothes as fast as he can, as though he cannot wait another second without being inside of me.
He kneels between my legs, his heavy erection at full mast. I drag my eyes down the length of his sculpted abs and back up his toned chest before meeting his gaze.
He lifts one of my legs in the air and hugs it against his shoulder, where he presses a soft kiss against my calf. “I won’t be satisfied until you scream my name so loud that it echoes off the mountaintops.” His glacial eyes remain on me, unblinking. “I want the whole world to know who exactly you belong to.”
I nod and roll my hips forward, aching to feel him.
“Who do you belong to,malishka?“ he asks. “Say it.”
My voice is breathless as I whisper, “To you.”
He drives forward with a rough thrust, shoving himself inside. I’m a little tight after our dry spell, and I let out a sharp gasp as he plunges so deep my vision sears white. With my leg folded against his chest, he penetrates me at just the right angle to make me feel every inch of him.
He groans when he bottoms out and stills, seated fully inside my sheath. “Whose wife are you?”
I suck in a shaky breath. “Yours.”
“For eternity.” And then he begins to move.
Alek slides out and back in, and it’s so intense at this angle that I wonder if I might split in two, blurring the line between pleasure and pain.
Just the way I like it.
He doesn’t go slow. His movements are aggressive and fast, spearing me so hard my head rolls back against the pillows. Above me, in the glass ceiling, is a faint reflection of Alek rutting into me, my breasts bouncing as he fucks me hard.
With every rough thrust, he grunts, giving it every ounce of energy he has. Sweat clings to his sandy hair, and a few strands fall over his forehead as he slams into me over and over.
Slow, sensual lovemaking isn’t our style. The way Alek fucks me is like a wild beast, possessive and carnal. My cries crescendo the closer he brings me to the pinnacle of pleasure, accenting his guttural noises of desire.
“Alek,” I whimper. “I’m so close.”
“Then let me hear you,” he says, punctuating his words with another sharp thrust. “Come for me,malishka, and don’t hold back.”
The next penetration hits my sweet spot at just the right angle, and a searing orgasm rips through me the way a wildfire tears through a forest, scorching everything in its wake. I throw my arms around Alek’s neck to keep me here with him, and I grind on his cock to ride the wave of our mutual pleasure.
I can barely hear him roar over the volume of me screaming his name, and as he pumps me full of his cum, warmth radiates from my core. His tremorous thrusts grow irregular in rhythm when he comes, and I writhe beneath him as his fire consumes me and leaves nothing behind.
Alek slides out of me and collapses at my side, his glistening chest rising and falling with gasping breaths. My leg falls back on the bed, and I lie here, completely spent, as his seed leaks out of me onto the sheets. It’s a sensation I luxuriate in, feeling claimed by him.
He gave me everything. I’m a vessel brimming with the love and devotion he pours into me.
“That was”—I heave for air—“so fucking hot.”
A wicked grin forms on his lips. “As soon as you catch your breath, get dressed. It’s time to announce our engagement.”
“Already?” I roll my head sideways, pressing my cheek against the blankets as I look at him. “Can’t we stay here for the rest of the night?”
