31. Vlad

Restraining from eating her out like I want to is going to kill me. But the second I'm inside Inessa, I won't want to leave, and the pump needs to beep so I can taste her fully. Her tits are bigger, my tongue and hands want to feel them, but she's tender all the time and I won't hurt her. Any more than she already has been.

The redness on her cheeks isn't from lust. My queen thinks she should be embarrassed about what her body has achieved. Chasing it away with my tongue, I flick her clit and hope for time to speed up. It's only been ten minutes, another ten and then I can fuck her. I lose control as soon as her taste hits my tongue.

Pushing two fingers into her tight cunt, she arches her back and moans my name loudly. It gets better when I close my lips around her clit, and she grinds into my hand. She's beyond comprehendible beauty as she forgets the pumps are attached to her in favor of getting relief. I flatten my palm on her stomach to keep her in place and not cause any discomfort from the pump as I fuck her with my fingers.

Every sound out of her lips is bliss and she's soaking my hand as her arms pull taut. I'm going to tie her up more often. She's always more agreeable when she's bound. I test the theory as I curl my fingers up and pause them.

"Say it again. meely moy."

A frustrated groan leaves her rather than the three words she should be repeating before she fires back, "Beg me, and I'll think about it."

Stubborn woman. She could have been coming with everything I need on her lips, but she has to refuse everything.

I remove my fingers and I use the wetness to write on her stomach before chasing the glistening pattern with my tongue. Her moans vibrate under my lips as I move further down and tease her clit without applying any real pressure so she can't get off. She still tries and undulates her hips, chasing my tongue while barking my name.

"Vlad!"

I use my head to flatten her leg as I lay my cheek on her inner thigh and hold the other open so she can't move. My voice is filled with humor despite there being no lie to my words.

"I think I could lay here all day."

A fractured moan breaks the air as I teasingly flick her clit with the tip of my tongue. She's gritting her teeth and digging her head into the sheets as she twists her arms, but there's no taunt to get me to move.

The machine beeps its warning, and I race against the next one to see if I can get a puddle forming under her ass. Inessa screams my name as I push two fingers inside her.

"Vlad! Fuck!"

My queen has a filthy fucking mouth, but I wouldn't have her any other way. She plants her foot on the bed and tries to lift her hips despite my arm banded over them as her moans get closer together and she clenches. The long beep sounds and the pump stops whirring, so I move back, kissing her knees in promise to be back.

The softest smile is on her face as I unhook everything and set it in the fridge she keeps the bottles in. Rinsing two washcloths with hot water, I wring them out, so they retain the heat and go back to her. Inessa always feels extra tender when she's finished pumping. Even her clothes will make her wince. The most adorable fucking look is on her face as I gently place the warmed washcloths on her chest. Her eyes are all big and her bottom lip is sticking out, but she doesn't say anything.

I untangle her dress from her hands, seeing them already turning red from her tugging, and kiss her cheek. Despite being in the same position for so long she moves them easily and cups my face with both hands. There's nothing but love in her eyes or on her tongue as she looks deep into my eyes.

"I love you, lapachka."

Sealing our lips together so I can taste the words, she holds on to me like we're lost at sea.

She pushes into me until I'm on my back and straddles my hips as she kisses across my jaw. The best syllables I've ever witnessed leave her mouth, settling deep under my skin.

"Moy zamechatelnyy muzh1."

I peel the washcloths off her chest and remove her bra from her shoulders, throwing it into the pile that's collected. She sits up on her knees, forcing my tongue to give reassurance as I support her tits to alleviate any pressure. "I'll be gentle, lubeemaya."

Cupping her hands over mine, her lips twitch and she tries to nod seriously.We both know I'm not capable of nice or whatever shit she's thinking about. But I can soften enough to not cause her pain. Beyond our family, that same softness doesn't exist. She bites back a groan as she strokes down my arms, and I flex when she reaches my biceps. A groan turns her voice husky as she stares at the muscle rather than me.

"Every time I see your arms, I want to bite them."

I turn my bicep to give her space to do what she wants. Inessa leans down and presses her lips to the vein running over my muscle. Tracing the line with her tongue, she keeps making euphoric noises like I'm fucking her.

There's no discomfort at her appreciation of my body. I'm more pissed that she isn't looking at me. Moving up my neck, her lips don't leave my skin and she taps my side to lift up before pushing my boxers down. I speak against her lips, needing her to know her importance as she wraps her delicate fingers around my dick to line me up at her entrance.

"Ty dal mne moyu dushu2."

I thrust up before she can translate the confession, and she falls against me with a deep moan.

Inessa is perfect in every way. The woman didn't just give me my soul, she is the embodiment of it. Without her, I couldn't even fucking function. I can calculate a million endings, but there's only one between us. I die and wait for her on the other side.

Stroking across her ribs until I reach her hips, I slowly grind her against me. The soft kiss against my lips has me deepening it, not changing the speed but prolonging the contact. The brat doesn't let me have it and sits up with a wicked sparkle in her eyes and smile. Moving my hands from her hips to her chest, she leaks around my dick and rides me like a world-class jockey.

She's so fucking beautiful, her hair flowing down her back and her tits bouncing in our hands. But it's her face that has me awestruck. Beauty doesn't describe it, there's only love and twisted playfulness as her lips open with a moan wrapping around what she's keeping hostage.

"I love…your dick."

She smiles wider as I wrap my hand around her neck and clenches around me, stopping me from fucking up into her.

Bringing my knees up to support her back, lust coats my voice.

"Lean back for me, malysh."

She rests against my knees, doing as she's told for once, and I get to watch my favorite thing. She works harder, knowing where my attention is and slowly rides me so I can savor the sight of my dick inside her.

"Open your pussy up with two fingers, let me see what's mine."

Obeying with a huff, she's cute in frustration.

"Not fair, I want to see."

Pulling her forward with my hold on her throat, I press my promise to her lips before setting her back.

"Next time, moya koroleva."

Fucking up into her when she relaxes, my eyes flick from her face to where I'm entering her. They can't decide on which image to stay on, and my queen fucks me back. Meeting me thrust for thrust, Inessa takes my hand off her tit and sucks my thumb into her mouth. Hollowing her cheeks around the digit, she moans, pretending it's my dick and there needs to be a way to feel her suck me down and fuck her at the same time.

Letting it go with a wet pop, she moves my thumb down her body and rests it against her clit. She's already sensitive and the difference in temperature has her singing.

"More. I want you to come in me at the same time."

Rewarding her filthy mouth, I give her the pressure she needs and coax the beautifully dirty words out.

"Should I pull out?"

She's not on birth control, am I fuck wasting the opportunity.

She wants two kids, she'll have them, fuck she can have ten if she's safe and happy.

But she pouts like there's ever a world I'll deny her, and I lose my train of thought as she clenches, massaging my dick with her inner muscles.

"Fuuuuckkk, I can see you tugging on my dick."

There no space between her tight pussy and my dick as she slowly lifts up, physically begging for my cum. It only gets better when she voices it and slams back down hard.

"Come in me and make me yours."

Everything snaps, and I hold her nape, flipping her on her back. She's already mine, never anyone else's, but I need the confirmation. Straightening her leg against my chest, I hook her knee over my elbow and there's nothing but my goal powering me. It's not lust or need on a physical level. My need is greater, this woman, this queen filled with power and defiance in equal measure, is mine.

Arching her back and neck in silent command, I follow and wrap my hand around her throat. She smiles as I squeeze the side and scrapes her nails down my back as I fuck her harder. Opening her mouth on a silent scream, Inessa shakes and her eyes roll back in her head. I'm clenching every muscle in my body to stop from following her and bury my dick inside her fully to stop from being pushed out. It's counterintuitive because she fucking rips my release from me, and I fall over her, catching myself on my hand beside her head.

We're both breathing too hard, and our chests knock together, making her hiss. Rolling onto my back, I pull her to my side and kiss her head in apology.

"Izvinit3."

She wraps her arm around me while we wait to breathe normally and nuzzles her cheek into my chest. She twitches her nose as I trace her profile with my finger but doesn't stop me.She just flattens her hand on my chest, examining all of my crimes until she reaches Vanya's birthday on my chest. Verena's is now below it and she softly kisses below the dates.

The first thing I see as she looks up from my chest is her smile like I've given her the world as she gives her orders.

"You're going to sleep in our bed every night?"

It's phrased as a question, but the hardness in her eyes tells me there's only one acceptable answer. Before she takes liberties. "And tattoo my name on your forehead?"

I've never been interested in marking my face, but if it makes her happy, I'll do it.

Stroking down her back, I fold my arm under my head and close my eyes, getting comfortable for her rules.

"Pick a good font, meelaya," I say easily.

Her imagination runs away with her, and she rests her cheek on my shoulder.

"Would you get your dick pierced? Then I can put property of Inessa on the lock."

Fuck no. I don't need a physical deterrent to control myself.

"If you let me do the same to your lips."

She crosses her legs, thinking about the wrong set of lips. Then gets pissed at whatever fake scenario she's created.

"If you touch someone else, apart from your usual bloody torture, I'll kill you both, okay?"

Nodding again, too much honesty comes out, feeling relaxed.

"You're the only woman I've touched since it was agreed you'd be my wife."

It wasn't purposeful, life was busy, and I couldn't sleep without checking on my family. I wasn't going to let some random fuck in my house with them. She straddles my waist, wanting attention and prods my chest when I don't open my eyes. Blinking up at her, I hold her thighs and comment on what we can both feel.

"You're leaking our cum on my abs, malysh."

The apples of her cheeks turn pink and she clenches as though it's something bad.

Inessa crosses her arms over her chest loosely and scrutinizes my features. Whatever she's looking for has her brows coming together and her face moving closer.

"I don't think you're lying, but you're a good liar."

I've said a lot of shit in jest, to get a reaction or to shock her, but I've never lied about anything that has any worth.

Holding her chin between my thumb and forefinger, I bring her closer so she can't see anything but the sincerity in my eyes.

"I won't lie to you. Anything you want, ask me, and I'll give you it."

Relaxing at my honesty, she plants a chaste kiss on my lips and tries to sit up. When I don't let her move, her eyes turn the softest brown I've ever seen.

"Get up. We need to shower and then you need to steal our daughter back."

Springing up, I chase her lips, begging without words to hear her say it again.The stubborn shit doesn't say a word. All this time, she's been running her mouth and decides to shut up at the worst fucking times. Kissing her cheek, hoping it softens her, she proves she's part of the family instead.

"Up. Val will be speeding up the terrible twos with his tantrums."

She lifts off me and steps off the bed, uncaring that she's naked or that I can see her thighs glisten.

"If her first word is a curse word, I'm shooting your brother."

She'll only end up missing anyway, so there's no need to argue for his safety.

1 ?My wonderful husband

2 ?You gave me my soul

3 ?Sorry