Page 178 of Deceptive Vows

He kisses the top of my nose.

“Then marry me again. Be my wife again. This time as you. Natalia Lily de Leon. I want you to be my wife. Forever. Will you marry me?”

“Yes.”

My heart soars into the heavens, and I lean forward and kiss my soul mate.

Epilogue

Natalia

Three months later…

We got married again yesterday and arrived at our honeymoon destination this morning.

Bora Bora looks as beautiful as any screensaver I’ve ever seen.

What’s more beautiful is the man before me rolling my jeans down my legs as he pushes me against the wall of our gorgeous beach house.

I giggle when he pulls off my jeans, whips off his shirt to unveil his masterpiece body, then crouches back down to kiss my feet. A line of fiery kisses is then trailed up my legs and right up to my pussy, where he pushes the fabric of my panties aside so he can thrust his tongue into my passage.

“I love the way you taste, everywhere, Malyshka,” he mutters.

“I love the way you taste, too,” I moan.

“You have all night to play with my body. This is my time to please you.”

He lifts my leg and presses me into the wall so he can continue eating me out. I grasp his wide shoulders, dizzy with delight. Greedy for more, or anything this man has to offer me.

Every time we do this, it feels better than the last. Every time he touches me, I feel amazing.

I’m nigh on coming and nigh on going crazy from the intoxicating pleasure he gives me when he stops licking my clit and traces a line of kisses over my belly.

“I want the future with you, Natalia. I want everything. Babies and more babies.”

I smile down at him. Nothing sounds better to me.

“I want that, too, Mikhail.”

He stands and cups my face so he can kiss me hard. “Then let’s move on to the practice stage. I’m going to make love to you for the rest of the day and all night, wife. We’re not leaving this room.”

He pushes his pants down and thrusts his cock into me.

“That works fine, husband. Just promise me you won’t stop touching me.”

“I promise. I don’t plan to ever stop, Natalia.”

I love hearing him call me by my name. I’ll never get tired of hearing it on his lips and remembering it’s me he wants when he says it.

I don’t have to be anyone besides myself for him to love me.

He makes me feel like his queen.

I’ll never stop touching him, either.

Not ever.

The man of my dreams. The man who will save me from my nightmares and make my dreams a reality.