Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 31818 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31818 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 159(@200wpm)___ 127(@250wpm)___ 106(@300wpm)
“Nikolai. I need all of you.” With those words, my last thread of self-control frays. My cock begs me to take her. I rise to my knees between her legs, wanting to be connected in every way with her. I line my cock up with her entrance.
“I love you,” I say before I slowly push all the way inside of her, loving the way she feels but hating the pain I have to cause her.
She feels like heaven. That’s the only thought I have as her pussy grips my cock. I don’t move, giving her time to adjust to me. I have no clue how I’m holding on, but I do know I don’t want to hurt her. All I ever want her to feel is pleasure from my touches. I know that’s what all of hers give me.
It doesn’t take her long to start wiggling beneath me. When I don’t immediately move, she grabs my ass, trying to get me to give her what she wants.
“More,” she commands. I do exactly that, thrusting in and out of her until we are both going over the edge. As my body jerks, I lean down and kiss her mouth, spilling deeply into her. Connecting us in every way.
“I love you,” she whispers into my ear, her soft fingers running up and down my back.
“Then you’ll marry me.” Riley giggles at my clear order, making her pussy clamp down around my cock, which is still hard inside of her. “Riley?”
“What? It wasn’t a question.” She laughs harder. I pull out of her and thrust back, making her gasp.
“You’ll marry me.” I repeat my order while gazing down at her. Fuck, is she beautiful. Those green eyes that see deep into me in ways no one ever has. Her red hair spread out across my bed. Her cheeks are still rosy with pleasure, making her freckles light up.
“Nikolai.” Her whole face goes soft. “I’d do anything you wanted me to.” A smile tugs at her lips. "Because, like I said, I trust you.”
I trust her too. I trust her in ways that I will never trust anyone else. It’s why she’ll be the only one to ever get all of me.
EPILOGUE
RILEY
Years later
“Pout your lips for me,” my sister requests. I do as she asks, knowing I don’t have much of a choice.
Or maybe it’s more that this one isn’t my battle. We both have things we’re sticklers about. I stay out of her way when it comes to anything glamour-related, and she stays out of mine when it comes to anything to do with food. We both know our strong suits.
“See?” Mona nudges me to look in the mirror. I was hesitant to wear red lipstick, but it has some copper undertones that make it match my hair. Mona’s hair was always brighter red than mine and silky smooth. Where mine is wavy and a bit untamed, with hints of copper throughout.
“I like it.” I lean in to get a closer look.
She didn't apply an excessive amount of makeup. Mona is good at playing up your own features. Years ago, I wasn’t my own biggest fan when it came to them. But when you’re married to a man like Nikolai, he can really stroke your ego. The way he loves me has made me more confident and comfortable with myself.
My freckles no longer bother me, nor does my wild hair, which is still hard for me to control on the best of days. Thankfully, today it’s been workable. I’m sure there will be a million photos taken by the end of the night. I will proudly stand next to my man in all of them. Even thinking about all that he has accomplished brings tears to my eyes.
“Sweetness.” I spin around to see my husband standing in the doorway of our bedroom. He’s got our son on his hip. They’re in matching tuxes. It might be the cutest thing I have ever seen in my life.
We’re in the city for the weekend, so we’re at the condo. We stay here more often than not. After we got married, Nikolai and I tried to get our own place, but my sister kind of lost it. So did Matteo. I don’t think Nikolai realized how much Matteo really saw him as his son. It was sweetly eye-opening.
After some back and forth, we came to an agreement on some remodeling. Now while we're still somewhat connected, we each have our own floors. It’s nice with the kids. It’s a bit the same at the estate, but there are whole wings to the house, allowing each of us to feel as though it’s our own home.
At first, I wasn't sure how it would go, but I'm so grateful that Matteo and Mona pushed for us to stay together. Seeing our kids grow up together and getting to have a lot of dinners together has made us all a closely bonded family filled with love. That is something none of us had growing up, but we have chosen to have it now and give it to our children.