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CHAPTER 67

ANASTASIA

“Hey, Miki. My feet hurt,” I tell him as he pulls me onto his lap.

Dancing all night with Lara, Sofia and Mila has made my ankles swell. Luckily, my dress hides it. I need a break. Alexei sure as hell knows how to throw a party.

Mikhail grasps my calves and gently lifts my legs onto his lap, sliding my dress up. He unbuckles my heels one by one, the metallic click echoing softly in the quiet room. They land with a thud on the plush cushions of the couch.

“You looked like you were having fun there, baby.” He kisses my cheek.

“It was amazing. Do you want a dance?”

He shakes his head and smiles, flashing his perfect white teeth.

Niki’s smile is bright, his eyes crinkling at the corners. I can tell it means a lot seeing his brother’s face again.

“I only dance for one pretty girl,” Mikhail whispers in my ear and butterflies erupt in my belly.

“Like, strip? Or like in Russia?”

“Both.”

I stroke the back of my hand along his cheek.

“Sheila, get back here!” Alexei shrieks, getting our attention. I laugh as I see him chasing a flamingo through the garden and Lara following closely behind.

“Welcome to the family,” Mikhail chuckles, watching the scene with amusement.

Enzo props himself down with a glass of whiskey on the couch opposite, swirling the ice cubes round.

“I need to speak to you tomorrow,” Mikhail tells him in a low voice.

Enzo nods, almost looking defeated.

“Is he okay? If it’s important you can go now.” I whisper in Mikhail’s ear.

“I’ll speak to him tomorrow. Tonight is about you.”

I watch as Frankie and Zara join Enzo on the couch. That seems to perk him up as he chats to Frankie in what I assume is Italian.

Everyone here is relaxed and happy. Which means, it’s our time to leave.

“Shall we go back to the room? This momma is tired now. Unless you want to stay with everyone? I don’t mind waiting.”

He silences me with a passionate kiss, the taste of him a heady mix of spice and something wild.

“You are most important to me, Ana. My life is about you and our little baby boy.”

Tears well up in my eyes. Damn hormones.

“And we have to consummate our marriage again.” He winks as he pulls back.

I shift my weight on his lap, and he lets out a low groan. I know why. I can feel his cock pulsing against me.

“Shall we?” I grin.

“We shall. Immediately.”

I slide off his lap, and as he stands, the warmth of his chest radiates against mine as he scoops me into his arms.

Luckily, it’s only a short drive back from Alexei’s. We didn’t want to leave Hades, and it’s too risky going away while I’m pregnant.

We’d rather spend the night in our home.

We rush through the front door, and he steals my breath away with a kiss.

“I want you so badly, Ana.” He keeps kissing me.

I tilt my head back to give him better access to my neck.

He presses me tightly against him, sucking and biting with intense passion.

“Use your words. Tell me what you want.” He licks all the way up my throat and I can’t help but moan.

“Your mouth on me.”

As he groans, his warm breath tickles my skin as he works on unzipping my wedding dress.

“Where? Be more specific.”

“I want your mouth on my pussy.”

He gives me the confidence to want to explore everything but also to use my words and tell him what I need.

He set off a sexual demon in me, and he loves trying to tame it.

“Beg for it.”

Once the zipper is all the way down, he pulls it off my body to a pool around my feet.

My nipples harden with the cool breeze and he wastes no time in taking one in his mouth as I brush my hands through his hair.

“Shouldn’t you be begging to taste my pussy, big man. I thought I was your favorite meal.”

His hand slips under my white lace panties and I open my legs as much as I can with my ankles caught inside this dress on the floor.

He slides his fingers in, smothering me in kisses.

“Hear how wet you are?”

“For you,” I tell him.

He grabs my hand and rushes us through to the living room. As he spins to face me, his eyes hungry, he rips off his tie and undoes his top button.

“Heels stay on, panties off.” His deep voice has me pulling them off in record time.

He sits himself on the floor in front of the couch and leans back.

“Sit on my face then, pretty girl.”

Can’t argue with that.

My heels click on the marble as I reach him. Lifting one leg over, I rest my knees either side of his head on the couch and grab the headrest. Wrapping his arms around me, he grips my thighs tight.

“Sit. All the fucking way. I want that delicious cunt smothering me.”

I push down as he groans, licking my soaking pussy.

“So good, Miki.” I rock my hips, grinding on his face.

My back arches as he sucks on my clit and spanks my ass.

“Fuck,” I whisper, squeezing my eyes shut, letting myself feel every bit of pleasure he’s giving me.

I jolt up as his fingers slide inside me, the sounds of my wetness filling the room.

“Oh. My. God.” My mouth drops open and I pant until my lungs burn.

His fingers hit so deep my legs tremble and I grip the couch tighter, bucking on his face with screams of pure ecstasy erupt through me.

“Sir. Please. Let me come.”

“Mmmm, give me it. Soak my face.”

I cry out in release. My body tenses as he licks me all the way through it. He doesn’t let up, so I ride the blissful wave.

As he slows down the pace, I lift my ass up, allowing him to move from under me.

He flips me round to face him, grabbing me by the throat to pull me up to him, and crashes his soft lips against mine.

“Bedroom. Now. I gotta be inside you. Fucking desperate for you.”

I nod, and he lifts me into his arms.