Page 120 of Born into Madness
I give her a wink. “But not in all ways.”
I’m teasing her, but she turns serious and fists my shirt, pulling me closer so she can see me better. “I will love every inch of our baby, no matter what. I think you’re perfect, Sasha, and if our baby shares some of your uniqueness,” she stops to laugh at the look I give her before saying, “then we’ll deal with it. Youcan help them figure it out, just like your dad did for you. We’ll handle it together, though, and everything will be fine.”
She doesn’t let me go until I nod my agreement. I’m the six-five murdering crazy guy, but she has me so whipped that one look from her can bring me to my knees. She smiles up at me and starts to pull the tux jacket from my body. Once it’s off, she gets to work on the buttons of my dress shirt while I slowly pull the dress from her body. As beautiful as her wedding gown is, it’s nothing compared to the masterpiece beneath.
My breath catches when it puddles at her feet and she’s in nothing but a strapless lacy bra and matching panties. She’s also wearing thigh highs that are attached to some lacy, delicate looking thing that looks very feminine and very easy to rip through.
I’m so hypnotized by the sight of her that it takes me a second to realize she’s let out a gasp and is bringing my wrist closer so she can see it better.
“When did you do this?”
I force my eyes away from her curves and to my newest tattoo. Her name is written across my inner right wrist. “This morning,” I tell her with a wink. “I can’t tell you how happy Benny was when I gave him my wrist instead of my dick.”
Cyn smiles and runs her finger lightly underneath the three letters of her name. It’s still covered in ointment, so she’s careful to not touch the black letters, but she kisses the skin below it and then looks up at me. “I can’t believe you got another tattoo of my name.”
“Well, no one else will ever see my dick, so I needed one that everyone can see.” I point to a bare spot on the side of my neck, right below my ear. “I’m going to get it here, too.”
“Maybe I’ll get your name somewhere,” she teases, but the mere thought of it has me straining even harder against my nice pants. “Interesting,” she muses while she runs her fingers alongthe outline of my shaft. “I’ll definitely be making an appointment with Benny after I’ve given birth.”
The reminder that our baby is right at this very second growing inside my wife pulls a deep groan from my lips as I cup the back of her head and kiss her. I’ve spent countless hours worshipping her body, and I plan on spending the rest of the night doing more of the same, but right now I need to be inside her.
With my mouth still on hers, I lead her to our bed, freeing her of her bra before I ease her onto her back. Her hands run over me while I kiss my way down to her chest. Right when I run my tongue over her nipple, I feel her slowly unsheathe my knife.
“Careful,krovinka,” I whisper against her wet breast.
“I shouldn’t be surprised you married me while wearing this thing.”
I don’t mention that if she puts her hand in my front pocket, she’ll find the braid I still carry around everywhere I go. Instead, I focus on the tantalizing body beneath me. She lets out a soft whimper when I give her a hard suck, and in a breathy voice she adds, “It seems rather fitting that the knife was there.”
I smile and reach out to grab onto her wrist, making sure she sets the knife down far away from us while I start to kiss my way down her stomach. I lift up just long enough to strip down the rest of the way, and then my mouth is back on her skin, desperate for the taste of her. I stop at her lower belly, still so amazed at knowing she’s pregnant. I’ve only ever taken life. I never once thought I would ever create it. It’s a humbling thought, one that threatens to overwhelm me every time I think about it, but it’s also exciting and amazing and so much better than anything I could have ever imagined for myself.
I’m still fucked in the head, there will always be something that’s not quite right about me, but my Cyn makes me a better man, not a perfect one, but a better one, and I recognize thatfor the gift it is. Every good thing about me belongs to her, and now to our unborn baby. She taught me what it feels like to be in love, and now she’s given me the gift of being a dad. Despite all my fears and worries of royally fucking this up, I know I won’t because I have her. She’ll help me, she’ll keep teaching me, and I’ll keep loving her and trying my best to be the man she needs me to be.
I knew I was lost to her the second I saw her, and every day since then has proven that truth. Life without her isn’t an option. She was mine the moment we locked eyes, and I will never let her go. Not when my heart takes its last beat, and not when my lungs take their last breath. I’ll still belong to her, even then.
When I spread her thighs and slide into my wife, locking our bodies together as tightly as I can, I know I’ve come home, that I’m exactly where I was always meant to be. With her arms and legs wrapped around me, our bodies pressed flush together, I thread my fingers into her beautiful red hair and whisper against her lips, “I love you,” knowing every word of it is true. I’ll never know what other people feel, but I know what I feel for her. And if that all-consuming feeling—that happiness that I feel in my fucking bones that radiates through every cell in my body when I see her—isn’t love, then I don’t know what is.
Frankly, I don’t give a fuck, because I wouldn’t change a single thing about how I feel for her. It might be raw and sometimes bloody and somewhat unhinged, but it’s ours and it’s perfect and I love it.
“I love you, too,” she whispers back before dragging her nails up my spine and digging her heel into my ass, urging me on.
I grin and give my wife what she wants. I’ll always give her what she wants and needs. Whether it’s in the bedroom or outside of it, I’ll always take care of her.
I’ve never been excited about my future before, but I am now, and I can’t wait to share every second of it with my little Cyn, mykrovinka, the woman who turned my world on its ass and made it better in every conceivable way.
I rock my hips, thrusting into her even deeper as she moans my name and clings to me even tighter.
Pure fucking heaven, the only one a guy like me will ever get to experience, but that’s fine with me, because there’s nowhere else I’d ever want to be.
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