Page 63 of The Tsar’s Obsession (Bratva Sinners #1)

Flawless

Kirill

After the horrific events of the past weeks and Yuri’s funeral, the rest of the Russian trip was like a reward, filled with Mia’s laughter, beautiful sights, and delicious food that I missed so much. It was like a reset that exorcised all the evil that occupied our lives.

With every passing day, the deep gash on her delicious buttcheek was healing, and while we didn’t engage in many long walks, we shared as much time together as we could.

Mia’s birthday morning started with her phone waking us both up at an ungodly hour, even for me.

“Oh mah gawd! You’re alive! I thought the Russians ate chu for dinner!

Happy Birthday!” Viv’s tipsy speech blasted over FaceTime with a cacophony of loud chatter behind.

Breakfast, lunch, and dinner, Viv. Mia was delectable any time of the day.

Talking about breakfast, I dove under the sheets to immerse myself in Mia’s warm and naked body.

“Thank you, but it’s, like, five in the morning here.” Mia’s sleepy voice echoed somewhere above, and her hand playfully landed on my cheek, trying to shoo my face away from the delicate skin on her breasts.

“Are you naked?!” Viv shouted in disbelief.

“Oh my God, ew! You guys are hot and all, but I don’t want to fucking see you do it!

” I pulled the sheet off Mia’s chest, who laughed in surprise and tried her best to keep the phone at her face.

“Gross! I mean, kinda kinky to watch, to be honest, but still!” Viv’s indiscriminate yelling didn’t stop me from running my fingers in between Mia’s legs, feeling that warm and addicting pussy that belonged to me.

“Ah! Fuck…not now…” Mia’s pleas were hardly believable, but I wasn’t even listening, my hands already spreading her legs without much resistance, careful not to hurt her.

Oh fuck, were we making this a tradition, going down on each other first thing in the morning on our birthdays?

In that case, Mia’s birthday happened countless times a year since I was always the first one awake.

Best breakfast in the world, my tongue barely landed on her clit while my one finger began to tease, up and down, only swirling on the outside of the sweetest, warmest, tightest, most succulent pussy, pushing a moan out of her that she couldn’t suppress.

“Mia! Tell him to stop whatever’s happening!” Viv interrupted again, laughing and shrieking. “Or at least turn the phone around so we can watch!”

Who’s we?

“Oh my God, Mia! Hi!” Another female voice rang out, but I wasn’t fully tuned in, now intensifying the speed of my tongue, her juices mixing in with my saliva. But Mia suddenly pulled back, and I lost that sweet sensation that was making me harder with every passing moment.

“Carly?!” Mia stiffened.

Ah, fuck this.

“Happy birthday, sweetheart! We miss you! When are you getting ba–”

But Carly was interrupted by Viv’s unhinged shouts. “Look! Look, it finally happened!”

“Oh my God, Carly! Congratulations!” Mia lightly pulled on my chin, and I reluctantly climbed back out from underneath the sheets, landing my eyes on the screen and witnessing Viv haphazardly wave Carly’s hand at the camera.

“That’s great news!” Mia gushed, and Carly melted into a huge smile as she drunkenly looked at the shimmering diamond ring on her finger.

“I know! I’m so sad we can’t celebrate together! When are you coming back?!” Carly tried her best to keep her composure, but then Viv took the reins again and yelled right at the camera.

“Okay, okay, okay! Call us when you’re not naked and fucking! Love you!” The phone cut off Carly’s loud laughter and Viv’s last words. “Let them fuck, Carly! Watch, she’s gonna come back pregn–”

Without waiting, I tossed the phone to the side and looked down at Mia, whose quiet laughter filled up my entire world. Fuck, I couldn’t wait to get her pregnant.

“Oh my God, you’re like Cupid! Your wild fit of jealousy now ended up in an engagement!

” The way Mia said it released a knot of stress inside me.

She was no longer angry at what happened; she’d completely let it go.

It was all over. I pressed into her with ever-increasing passion and strength, my mind and body dissolving in this moment with her.

“Happy birthday, Sunshine.” Mmm, my sweet fiancée lay beneath me and spread her legs around my hips while her palms greedily clawed at my chest.

“You going to fuck me how I like?” Sensuality and control reflected in her eyes and every gaze, every word she uttered chained me tighter to her.

“Nuh-uh.” I thrust in so slow, almost passing out at the act as I watched Mia arch her back and gasp. “I’m going to make love to you…slowly, passionately…until you’re begging.”

Just like that, we made love, completing each other.

For her birthday, I gifted Mia diamond earrings and a matching necklace laid out with large stones that I picked out months ago.

On my lap, her sweet kisses tickled my ear.

"Baby, this is crazy! I know you’re loaded, but I could never get you anything remotely similar for your birthday! ” She was so adorable.

“This is nothing. I think it’ll sparkle so nicely on your skin tonight when you’re naked.

” That’s exactly what I pictured when I had the necklace designed.

But my next words sent a nervous shake through me.

“But a gift for my birthday, you can always get. First of all, I lost your past birthday gift to me, so we’ll have to replace it one day.

” I watched her nod seriously at my words and filled my lungs with air.

"And then, you can give me the biggest and best gift in the world. ..a child."

I saw it clearly: small kids, a mixture of us two, running around our house. Everything I knew in the past, everything I was, no longer mattered; just us and our future.

At this moment, I wondered why we never spoke about this before.

The image was crystal clear in my head. I wanted everything with her—a happy family, many kids, a big house, spending time all together—but why exactly was I such an idiot to never ask her what she envisioned?

She sat perched on my knees with her arms wrapped around my neck, a contemplative smile on her face.

“Can I tell you something?” I was sharply tuned into her next words.

“I always thought that marriage and having a family and kids was a trap. Boring. And it would make me miserable…stuck…and lost.” She paused, and my heart sank deep.

“I was terrified of seeing my bland and predictable life on the palm of my hand, but…that was before I met you.” Her eyes sparkled with renewed energy, and so did my soul.

“Now, I want all that stuff with you. I want babies and a home and to make dinner…for you, and to take our kids to school and to go places…all together.” Her gentle lips on my cheek made her words the sweetest in the world.

“I can’t promise that our first child will be a birthday present, but if we try really hard, I’m sure we can figure something out. ”

Mia was flawless, both in body and soul.