As I stand here at the front of the church, I try to think of a way to make it up to Ivelisse. I know she’s still upset about her father being killed by my brother, but there is nothing I can do now. I had no idea Stavros even did that until he said something. I’d still be in the dark if he didn’t come clean about that.
The wedding march starts and I hold my breath as I wait for her to step out and start the walk towards me. When I don’t see her, I start to question if she would really marry a man like me, a man whose brother killed her birth father. I look down at the ground and close my eyes for a second. Not once has a Levin man had his bride not show up to walk down the aisle, but then again there is always a first for everything.
I hear someone suck in a breath, causing me to lift my head and see her standing there wearing a white dress and a smile on her face. She’s absolutely breathtaking. Nothing compares to the way she is looking at me right now. Her face looks like it was just washed and her hair is slightly tousled. She looks nothing like she did in her room twenty minutes ago. The hair and makeup are gone and in its place is the girl I fell in love with. No makeup or fancy hair, just her natural beauty.
Her fitted dress fits every curve of her body just right and I can’t wait to get her alone.
The ceremony takes forever. I swear this fucker has been talking for at least an hour about bullshit that I could care less about. All I want is for this bastard to tell me that she’s mine until death do us part because I’ll be holding her to that promise. After we both say our vows and I put my ring on her finger, I give her a kiss that she’ll never forget. Her fingers dig into my arms as I give the crowd something to really talk about later. “I love you,” I whisper against her lips before I pull my mouth off of hers.
“I’m sorry I took so long.” She grins.
The priest announces us as husband and wife before I can respond to her. We start to walk hand and hand back down the aisle and everyone wants to congratulate us. I don’t stop until we hit the end of the aisle and all but pull her down one of the empty hallways that lead to who the fuck knows where.
Cupping her cheek, I pull her mouth to mine. “Don’t be sorry. I’m just glad you made it down that aisle.” I kiss her mouth roughly and a sweet moan falls from her lips. “You look fucking breathtaking right now.”
A cocky little grin forms on her perfect lips. “I thought you’d like this more than the crap I had on earlier.”
I kiss her lips again and pull her even tighter into my body.
“I didn’t think you’d show,” I murmur against her throat.
“I thought about running away after the bomb my mom dropped, but I had a feeling you’d follow me where ever I ended up.” I can’t help but grin against her skin.
“You’d be right about that. I’m not letting you go.” I suck on the skin of her neck and her body arches into mine. Fuck I want to get her naked right now.
“I like the sound of that, husband.” My eyes meet hers and I see the mischievous look in her eyes.
“If you don’t stop pressing these perfect tits against me, I won’t be able to keep from fucking you right now, wife.” The top of her dress pushes her tits up like she’s wearing a bustier. Fuck I can’t wait to see what she has under this damn dress.
She presses up against me again and her lips press against my ear. “I’m horny. Don’t make threats unless you plan to follow through with them.” Grinning, I lean down and put my shoulder to her stomach, picking her up and carrying her towards her room. I don’t give a fuck if we miss the whole damn reception. The only thing I care about right now is in my arms giggling as I carry her over my shoulder.
Opening the door, I get her sexy ass inside before slamming it closed. Setting her down on the bed, I take a step back and admire my beautiful bride. Her skin is flushed and she’s biting her lower lip as she watches me. She wants me just as much as I want her and fuck it’s a turn on. If you would have said that I would be a married man a month ago, I would have laughed at you. I would have told my uncle to go fuck himself and that I wouldn’t get married. I didn’t want to have the pain that my mother went through when she lost Dad.
If I was told to dump Ivelisse just so I can marry another mob princess, I wouldn’t have done it. I would have never given her up. She’s my drug of choice. The one I can turn to and she doesn’t ask questions, only gives me what I need.
Walking over to her, I start to undo my suit pants and pull my dick out. I’m already hard and craving her tight pussy. Just watching her walk towards me made me so fucking hard I’m surprised everyone didn’t know what I was going to do as soon as we got back down that aisle.
Grabbing the bottom of her dress, I slide it up and get a good look at what she has under it. I groan at the sight and I lean over her body. “Fuck. If I would have known you went commando, I would have fucked you in front of everyone.” She giggles as I kiss her cleavage before I move back to stroke myself while staring at her perfect pussy.
When I can’t wait any longer, I line my dick up with her pussy and slam inside of her. “Oh God!” Her voice carries through the room and I tighten my grip on her thighs as I start to move. She’s so damn wet that I slide in and out of her with perfect ease.
Lifting one of her legs over my shoulder, I thrust in at a different angle that has her moaning out my name. “Fuck, doll,” I mutter as I thrust in and out of her. I hear the door open, but I don’t even care who the fuck sees me fucking her. I need her more than I care to admit right now.
“Oh my God,” a voice says from behind me. I turn to see her mother standing in the doorway with a look of surprise on her face. Leif is right next to her and I just wink at them as I continue to fuck my wife. I can see the anger in his expression, but I don’t pay him any attention. The only one I want to pay attention to is under me, gripping the blankets with white-knuckled grips.
“Harder,” she moans, not even caring that we now have an audience. “Nikolai,” she moans. “Ahh.” I feel her pussy clamp around my dick as she comes. “Oh God, yes!” Her voice carries through the room and I come inside of her.
Just knowing that they are both watching made it hard to hold back. “Fuck, doll,” I grit out, releasing her leg. I collapse on top of her and bury my face into her neck. “We have an audience,” I whisper to her.
“Do you think you two can leave now?” She sounds put off by having them in the room with us right now. I grin at her and kiss along her collarbone. The door slams shut and I can’t help but laugh.
“Didn’t know your family is a bunch of voyeur’s, doll.” She giggles and runs her hand down the back of my head.
“They hate you.” A frown forms across her lips and I kiss her instead of letting it get her down.
“I don’t give a fuck. All that matters is that you love me.” I wink at her and she shakes her head.
I slowly pull out of her and pull her dress back down. She has my cum marking her skin. Just thinking about her being in a room of people with my cum on her thighs and still in her sweet cunt makes me want to fuck her again. Fixing my suit pants, I take a seat on the bed and look over at her.
“Will you tell me more about what happened to your father? And mine?”
I look back at her and see the look on her face. She is really curious about it and I’m not exactly sure why.
“It’s the past, doll. Nothing will change what happened,” I state, but the look in her eyes tells me that she needs to know in order to get past this.
“I know it won’t, but I want to know.”
I sigh and lay back on the bed next to her. “Okay, but under one condition.” She rolls over to her side and waits for me to give her my condition.
“What is your condition?” she asks. Her chin is now on my chest as she stares at me.
“Well, it might be more than one.” I grin. She gives me a dirty look before she urges me to continue. “I want you sleeping naked every night.” She nods her head and waits for me to continue. “I want to take this.” I slide my hand up her dress and spread her ass cheeks, rubbing my finger along her puckered hole.
She frowns at that one but doesn’t say no, so I give her my last one while pressing my finger against her tight little opening. “And I want you pregnant.” I get half of the tip of my finger worked in by the time she registers what I just said.
“You want that right away?” she asks. I nod my head and continue to work my finger inside of her. She’s too focused on me saying the word pregnant that she doesn’t even notice her own body pressing back against my hand.
“I do,” I reply. Her eyes close and her lips part slowly. I start to move my finger in and out of her slowly and her hips start to move as well. A banging on the door causes her body to tense up and she whines about it hurting. “Relax or it’s gonna hurt you.” I press a kiss to her mouth and continue to slowly move my finger until I pull it out of her.
The banging on the door starts again and I roll her off of me. Walking towards the door, I hear men talking outside. When I open the door, I see Uncle Viktor and her stepfather standing there with pissed off expressions on their faces. “Can I help you?”
“Get your ass out here. You have guests to speak with.” I roll my eyes at my uncle because this shit isn’t about us and we all know it. It’s about coming to a truce that will be ruined in about a year or so.
“We’ll be out in a bit. I was just consummating my marriage.” I grin at them both before I shut the door and walk back over to my new wife. Shit, it’s going to take some time to get used to that word.
“You ready for me to show you off as my wife?”
She shakes her head no and motions for me to come closer. “I would rather spend all night in this room with you.” She presses her lips against mine and I can’t help but grin.
“I would too, but you’ll have plenty of nights of that for years to come. Come on; let’s go before we give someone else a show.” I wink at her and grab her hands, pulling her up and off the bed.