Chapter 39 - Lev

When Jenna confessed to me in the hospital, my heart cracked into pieces. I wanted the info to be wrong and for her to be completely innocent. The fact that she admitted she had wanted revenge from the start had only added to the pain.

Then came the anger. It was good that Aleks interrupted us when he did, or I might have said some things I didn't mean, spurred on by the shock of her betrayal.

No one betrayed a Fokin and went on to live a happy life. Was Jenna so different?

Yes. That was the short answer, the only answer. Jenna was my wife. My woman from the moment I laid eyes on her. She went behind my back with Hardy, but that was partly my fault for not warning her about him from the beginning. I loved her rosy outlook on life; it was so different from the way I saw things. Seeing her innocence and pure admiration for someone she believed was doing good things for the city was nice.

Because I held back, she was put in danger, and I couldn't forgive myself for that. The memory of her in pain and trembling with fear after I rescued her was seared into my brain. Why did it bother me so much, why did I care, when I had already been tipped off that she was to blame for what she'd gotten herself into?

Hearing her confession nearly broke me, but then I had time to think when Jenna rushed off to be at her sister's side. What would life be like without that little minx in it? How could I truly trust her again?

This had all begun with my obsession and the need to have her. It was so strong I'd started us out on a lie. Of course, she'd be pissed. I had been the first one to betray her, and maybe I also needed to apologize.

Right now, as she lay in bed, propped up on the pillows with her hands clasped on the sheets, she looked so anxious I had to say something before she snapped. I couldn't find the words to tell her how I felt, so I did what I really wanted to do. The only thing that seemed right.

Taking her face in my hands, I leaned close and kissed her deeply. This woman owned my soul, and I wanted us to stay on the same path, despite how rocky it currently was. Anger, pain, a cracked heart. It didn't matter, because life without her would only be empty. As she pulled herself closer to me and her hand slid up my chest, my prideful anger slipped away. Her soft lips healed the fissures in my heart.

After a long moment, I pulled away, leaving her blinking at me. "Do you still want revenge?" I asked.

She kept her eyes locked with mine. "No," she said, her voice sure.

"Do you still want out of the marriage?"

"No," she said even quicker.

"Good," I told her. "Because there's no way that would happen. You're mine and always will be. We're forever, Jenna. Together for life, I'll just keep trying to make you happy instead of miserable."

"I was never miserable," she said, sniffling. "I really wasn't, just angry and confused. But that's all over now, and I want to accept everything you have to offer." She grabbed my hand, suddenly looking shy. "I have something to offer you, too."

I waited, having to squeeze her fingers to get her to spit out what she was clearly so eager to tell me. "I'm pregnant," she said, biting her lip and looking so hopeful I almost couldn't move for a second.

Joy welled up in me, and I jumped up, hollering out a string of Russian. "I'm so happy I forgot English," I said. "This is amazing that it happened so fast."

"You really wanted a baby right away?" she asked as I dropped onto the bed beside her. She tugged at me to lie next to her, and soon, she was snuggled up against my chest, her head tucked against my arm.

"Yes. Ecstatic." I grimaced down at her. "For us, but also because Aleks and Katie know now. I have a feeling they're just waiting for everything to settle down to put up a fight. Maybe even try to force an annulment."

"Let them try," she said fiercely, pulling my hand to her flat stomach. "There's no way now."

"That's my girl," I laughed, deliriously happy, the past behind us and the future bright.

"I really want to be your girl now, Lev," she said, her dancing eyes turning serious.

I gazed down at her, her beauty so breathtaking, even after her ordeal. "I need to kiss you again," I said, tracing my finger down her cheek. "But you need sleep, and I don't think I'll be able to stop once I taste you."

Those delicious lips curled into an irresistible smile. "The only thing I need right now is you," she said, reaching behind my head to pull me down to her.

Our mouths crashed together, and our tongues tangled. This had been the longest day of my life and it seemed like weeks since I'd seen her. Now, she was truly mine, with no more secrets between us or our loved ones.

The freedom made me wild, and Jenna even wilder. With a grin, she broke our kiss and shoved me down amidst the pillows to climb on top of me. I groaned as her soft heat rubbed against my shaft, already stiff and straining against my jeans.

I started to ask if she was sure she was all right, but she silenced me by reaching down and pressing her palm against my throbbing bulge.

"I need this," she said, her breath hot against my neck. She nipped at my skin and moaned as she writhed against me.

Growling low, I moved her aside long enough to get my pants down. With a giggle that had me laughing along with her, she yanked her top off and then jerked her pants down to her ankles. I helped her get them all the way off, flinging them across the room.

She jumped on me again, but I had other plans for her sweet little body. Lifting her by the waist, I laid her on the bed beside me and rolled over, beginning to kiss my way down her chest.

Teasing each pink nipple to hard peaks with my tongue had her clutching at my hair and lifting her hips to me. I slid my hand lower to ease between her thighs, sinking my fingers into her slippery wet pussy.

"Yes," she murmured. "Just like that."

My cock pulsed, needing to be where my fingers delved, but I needed to hear her cry out in ecstasy first. I lived for the sounds she made, for every little sigh from her lips as I kissed my way further down her silky skin.

"Perfect," I murmured, looking back up at her taut nipples. "You have the most gorgeous tits I've ever seen."

She shook her head absently, lost in sensation. "If you say so, I believe you."

Gripping her hips, I stopped until she looked down at me. "I've always told you the truth when you asked, Jenna," I said. "But from now on, I won't wait for you to ask."

She seemed to understand I meant more than just my compliments, and she nodded before her eyes drifted shut. "Keep going. I can't wait much longer."

"Good, because neither can I."

I slid lower, spreading her legs wide and dipping my tongue into her heat, moaning at how wet she was for me. I lapped at her until she writhed and begged me to send her over the edge. I kept going until I was about to burst, finally giving her what she begged for. At the slightest swipe of my tongue against her swollen clit, she yelped, gripping my hair.

I kept going, circling until she clawed at the sheets, her juices smeared all over my face as she pushed her hips higher, desperate for everything I could give her.

When she was panting and limp, I kissed my way back up to claim her mouth, my cock seeking that tight little hole as she wrapped her legs around me.

"I love being inside you," I said, driving both of us to the brink as I held back to look into her wild eyes.

"Then hurry," she pleaded, tightening her thighs and lifting her hips.

I closed my eyes, letting the dripping tip of my cock tease her opening. Every time with Jenna felt like the first time, the best time. As much as I was ravenous to claim her, I needed the moment to last. There was so much more I had to say to her, but now there was plenty of time.

I wasn't going to lose her, she was no longer trying to run away. "You're mine," I growled, wrapping my hand around her hair and pulling her face close to mine. "Tell me you know it."

"I know it, Lev," she said.

"What else?" I asked. "Tell me."

"I want to be yours," she said without hesitation. "Forever. There's so much I want to tell you, but…"

I rammed inside of her, giving her what she was about to plead for. "We have time," I said, filling her all the way to my balls. "All the time in the world."

Her eyes glazed over, and she kissed me furiously, hungrily, as I pounded into her. My desperation eased, and I slowed down to tease her with my cock until she was moaning again. Hanging onto my shoulders, she buried her face in my neck, breath hot and fast.

"Now, Lev," she said. "Right now."

The ache in her voice drove me to the brink, only wanting to fulfill her every wish and desire. The fact that we were finally on the same page made my release so much sweeter. My emotions had never been so strong, but no words had found their way past my lips. There were no words that could have matched how I felt.

But Jenna seemed to get it anyway, tightening her grip around my hips with her thighs, crying out the moment I came inside her. She made unintelligible noises against my neck, holding on until I collapsed on top of her.

When I finally found the strength to roll to the side, she was already half asleep, one hand still clasped in my hair. I pulled her close, and she nestled against me, murmuring nonsense until she drifted off altogether. We'd both been through a lot and I should have been as tired as she was, but my happiness kept me awake until the sun began to peek through the crack in the curtains.

Keeping my arm under Jenna's head, I kissed her brow and smiled, finally able to close my eyes and fall asleep with my girl safe and sound in my arms.