Amelia

I was relieved when he began to rub his fingers along my pussy and clit because I needed more. I wanted to cum again. The feel of his hard cock inside of me made me push my ass downwards. His hand gripped my breasts, and he began to massage my breasts before he pinched my nipples, causing me to clench down on his cock.

"I'm going to keep my dick stuffed inside you until I'm ready again. Then I will fuck more of my seed inside my pretty little cunt," he said before he kissed my shoulder.

He gripped my neck and brought us down the bed, lying us on our sides. It was on my right side, which was fully healed now. I felt him move back slightly and heard some rummaging around before the warmth of his chest returned to my back. He lifted my hand, and I felt him slip a ring on my finger.

"When you walk down the aisle to marry me, Kitten, I want my cum dripping out of you. When I kiss your lips, I want to taste us. Because when you say your vows, you will know you're mine, from your body, your soul and your mind," he said quietly. "There will never be anyone else for me, ."

I swallowed and looked at the ring. It was stunning—the large diamond sparkled brightly, and small diamonds ran down the silver-coloured band. With his own unique style, he hadn't proposed to me as much as he had told me we were getting married.

"I think we should celebrate by continuing to breed you," he whispered into my ear. "I want as many children as you're willing to give me, Kitten."

I turned towards him and put my hand on his cheek. He brought his lips to mine, and I felt his cock jerk inside of me when his tongue caressed mine. He rocked his hips back and forth until I felt him grow hard again. My lips felt bruised by the time he pulled back. He glanced at my lips before he licked them, soothing the pain away.

"My wild little kotenok, " he said, playing with my nipple again. "I want these tits full and heavy with milk. I want your belly bulging out so the whole fucking world will know you're mine. Nothing bad will ever touch you again, Kitten."

I tried to blink the tears away at his words. In my heart, I knew he would never let any harm come to me or any children we had. They would know only love because I would damn well raze the world before I let any harm come to my child. From as young as four, I could remember my mother berating me. After almost seventeen years of abuse, it left me feeling empty. Ivan was like a balm to my battered soul.

"No crying, Kitten. Your tears fuck me up more than you can know."

I gave him a quivering smile.

"They're happy ones," I said with a sniff.

His concerned look swiftly disappeared, and a smug smile appeared.

"Good, because we get married by the end of this week," he said.

"What?" I said in shock.

"Not now, Kitten. We have the next generation to create first. Lie on your back," he said, pulling himself out of me.

I grabbed my pussy because I immediately felt his cum drip out of me. He rolled me onto my back and pulled my hand away. He swiped his fingers around me and caught the liquid before it ran down my ass and proceeded to stuff it back inside my pussy. When I glanced down, his cock was fully erect again, and my pussy contracted in anticipation.

He didn't hesitate and pushed his cock back inside of me. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feel of him as he stretched me out again. He pushed my legs apart so wide that I felt my muscles strain. When I glanced at him, he was staring intently at my cock stuffed pussy.

"Keep yourself wide open for me, Kitten. I want my cream stuffed deep inside of you," he said, but his eyes were still on my pussy.

"I want a whole tribe of children to love, Ivan. I want to give our babies all the love I didn't get."

His eyes snapped up towards me, and I could see the depth of emotion my words triggered in him.

"You will always be loved and respected in our home, Kitten, always," he said, releasing my legs and moving over me.

He kissed me again, but it was a gentle, playful kiss until he drove his cock hard inside me, making me moan into his mouth.

"I will always give you what you need," he said passionately as he began to fuck me harder until all I could do was hold onto him.

He bent down and sucked my nipple into his mouth, making me arch upwards. I ignored the twinge of discomfort in my ribs as a minor inconvenience.

"Fuck, I love your breasts, Kitten," he murmured against my chest before he moved his mouth towards my other breast. "I love everything about you."

I dug my nails into his biceps and closed my eyes, relishing the feel of his thick cock plunging in and out of me. His mouth left my breast, and I felt the cool air between us as he lifted himself up. Without a word, he slammed his hips against mine, which took my breath away as I felt him hit something deep inside of me.

I opened my eyes, and his expression had a menacing quality to it, but it only turned me on. To know how much he wanted me felt empowering. I brought my hands to his chest and rubbed the hair before I dug my nails into each of his pecs.

"Fuck me hard. I want to feel you inside me all day," I said, staring into his eyes. "I want to ache and remember this moment again and again."

I could feel his chest under my hands as his breathing got faster, and he got a feral look in his eyes. He moved his hands further up the bed until he towered over me.

"I knew you were different from anyone else I'd ever met, Kitten. If my heart and my brain didn't know it, my soul did," he said through clenched teeth while he ground himself inside me until I squeezed down on his cock.

I watched as his eyes closed, and I relaxed my muscles before I clenched down on him again until he groaned. A shiver ran up my spine, and I rubbed his hard chest. I loved everything about him. My ring sparkled against the dark hair on his chest. We were destined to meet at the precise moment when I ran into the underground car park.

I ran my hands to his neck and squirmed beneath him. His eyes opened, and his lips curved upwards before he began to move slowly, giving me deep thrusts until I felt his balls against me. I kept my eyes on him until he sped up and fucked me as I'd asked. I ignored the discomfort each time his hips slammed into mine. He wanted everything from me, and I would demand the same from him.

I lifted my head up and bit his chest. My teeth dug into his flesh, and I realised why he loved taking chunks out of my neck. Ivan's groaning turned into intermittent grunts as he thrust harder and faster. I breathed heavily through my nose but never let go of his chest. My stomach tightened as he pummelled me. I raised myself to rub my clit against him and released his chest as I screamed his name out.

"That's it, my dirty girl, drench my cock," he growled as he continued to fuck me.

My pussy was still contracting around him when his movements faltered, and I felt his hot cum hit my insides again. He thrust deeper inside me, and I felt more cum spurt out of him. I panted and saw my teeth marks on his chest, which made me clench down on him again.

"Ah, fuck, you're going to be the death of me, Kitten, and I fucking love it," he said, looking down at me. His face was flushed and coated with a fine sheen of sweat.

I wiggled my ring finger in front of him.

"It's too late to back out now," I said with a wide smile.

"Never," he replied vehemently before he moved us around until we lay on our side.

He put his arm around my shoulder and his leg over mine. I sighed in contentment before I rested my head on his shoulder and clung to him. He was like my shield, my protector, and now, hopefully, the father of our children. We didn't speak. We didn't need to disturb this perfect moment. It wasn't long until I fell asleep, dreaming of a life I'd never anticipated—one full of love and hope.

∞∞∞

I woke up battling with the covers, and once I was free, I noticed Ivan wasn't in bed with me. My eyes caught sight of the windows and saw the last of the daylight had begun to fade away. I snuggled under the covers before I remembered the ring I wore. My stomach fluttered with excitement.

Could our marriage be as resilient as his family's?

I could still feel the after-effects of his thick hard cock. When I pressed my thighs together and felt filthy, I knew it was time for a shower.

Once I'd showered and put on a robe to go back into the bedroom, Ivan was sitting on the bed on his phone. A tray of food was on the bedside table. He glanced up when I moved closer to him.

He patted his thigh and opened his legs.

"Take your robe off and come sit on me. I want to feed my sexy little Kitten," he said as he smiled.

He must have showered and changed. While I was sleeping, he wore a dark blue shirt and black trousers. I untied the white fluffy robe and put it on the bed before settling down on his thigh. My arm went around his shoulder to steady myself. I glanced down at the bulge in his trousers and felt my heart beat a little faster.

"You're going to eat first, Kitten, so get that look off your face."

"You're no fun, Ivan," I said, laughing my embarrassment off at being so obvious.

His arm crept around my waist to cup my breast. I didn't hesitate and rubbed my hand on his dick. When I felt the thick bulge twitch and harden, it made me happy to know he wasn't immune to me and our attraction was mutual no matter what his mouth said.

"My filthy little Kitten still needs more of my cum inside of her," he said huskily while squeezing my nipple.

I gripped his cock and began to slide my hand downwards towards his balls. He put his hand on my wrist to stop me.

"No bending your waist like that," he said and pulled my hand away.

"Fine, feed me then," I said, feeling like a queen, and I opened my mouth.

He put the tray beside him and popped a bite-sized piece of bread on it, topped with something I didn't recognise. It was creamy avocado with some kind of meat and pickle on it.

"Mmm, I love Lena's food," I said as I finished. "Can I get your mum's number?"

He looked surprised momentarily before he nodded with a smile.

"Of course you can, Kitten," he said, picking up another piece of bread.

I kissed his cheek before opening my mouth. My eyes never left his as he fed me. His expression was relaxed, but his dark eyes were soft—with love for me. I'm sure mine reflected how I felt because he wrapped his arms around me and kissed my cheek.

"Moya zhena," he murmured against my cheek with his beard tickling me.

I knew moya meant my but didn't know what zhena meant.

"What does zhena mean?"

"My wife," he said.

"We're not married yet," I said as he reached out to pick up another piece of bread.

"It's only a matter of days until you will be Mrs Maslow."

"You work fast, Mr Maslow," I said, teasing him.

"I'd have married you today if it wasn't for my family," he said with a shrewd look in his eyes.

I laughed it off, but his face remained serious, and I felt the flutter of excitement in the pit of my stomach again.