Ive pulled out of my mouth and pressed his lips to mine. He moved me back onto the bed, and then he slammed his cock inside me, making me moan. Ive pulled out only to slam back. He fucked me hard and fast, and as I was close to a second orgasm, he stopped, easing out of me, only to move me to my knees.
His hand went to my waist, while the other held his cock. He filled me back up, and placed both hands at my waist, slamming inside me, over and over again.
I cried out his name, but then, one of his hands moved, and I felt his thumb teasing my anus. The action was so subtle that at first, I didn’t know if I was feeling it, but then I knew it was there. He continued to fuck me and tease my asshole. Ive pressed on my ass, and I knew he had to fight past that tight ring of muscles. He’d not taken my ass yet, but he liked to play, liked to tease. Each time he did, I felt my desire to have him there increase.
He pressed a finger deep in my ass, and this time theburn was so welcome. Ive didn’t stop with just one finger, he began to add a second finger. While he did this, he spread his fingers open, stretching me. He’d been preparing me for this moment, and he reached over me, going for the top drawer beside his bed. I knew exactly what he reached for. I briefly saw the tube of lubrication. I felt it on my ass, and this time he pulled out of my ass. He was gone for just a brief second, and then the tip of his dick pressed against my anus. He was big. I didn’t think he was going to fit, but I should have known.
“Touch yourself, Charlotte,” he said.
Reaching between my thighs, I stroked my clit. At the same time, he began to press the hard mushroomed tip to my anus. Slowly, ever so slowly.
I gritted my teeth. Therewas pain and pleasure. I didn’t want him to stop.
Inch by inch, he thrust inside me, until he gripped my hips with both hands, and then made me take the last few inches, and it was fucking glorious.
I cried out. The pleasure wasintense. There was no other word for it. I didn’t want it to stop, not for a second.
Ive held himself deep within my ass, giving me time to get used to the feel of him, andthen, when I was so close to another orgasm, he held me in place and began to finally take my ass.
It wasstrange at first. Almost too much sensation, but then I didn’t want him to stop. He went harder, slightly rougher, and I came hard, calling out his name. It was like my orgasm set him off because seconds later, he came, growling my name. The sound seemed to echo around the room as he filled me up. My ass took every single drop.
I loved this man.
I knew I would never say the words, but he had married me. The mistake. The person no one wanted, and it had been the best year of my life. I didn’t know how long this was going to last, but I did know I was becoming addicted to being happy, safe, and free.
Ive
TwoYears Later
I should have known.
I’d warned Ivan, but he insisted I continue with mywork, and now I had just gotten the call. The cartel had taken my wife. Hubert was dead. Rose had been taken to the vet as they had shot her. But Charlotte was gone.
The only wayI knew she was alive was by the sound of her screams as they tortured her. My wife.
Today was our anniversary.
We’dwoken up, like on our other anniversaries, but this time, I’d made love to her. I’d watched her sleep all night, unable to take my eyes off the woman. Today I’d planned to tell her.
Michael and I had already organizeda delicious meal tonight, and I’d tell her I was in love with her. That she wasn’t a mistake. I loved her more than anything.
She had gotten to the confession first.
This morning, after we had sex, she’d come to me, wrapped her arms around me, and told me that she loved me so very much. I knew she spoke the truth. And I’d not said anything. I stared at her, without saying a single word.
Then my cell phone went off. She gave me this smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. The smile she’d given me when we were first married. She wasn’t happy, but she didn’t want to be questioned.
Now the cartel had my wife.
Ivan was nowhere to be fuckingfound, and I was pissed off.
Rage had been the one to call me away. He’d beenapproached last night, while I was balls-deep into my wife, loving the sounds of her pleasured moans.
“What do you want?” I asked into the cell phone.
“It’s simple, I want you. I want this territory. Is your wife worth giving up everything for?”
I didn’t like the humor coming back at me.
Three years. Charlotte and I had threeyears.
I don’t know why I didn’t tell her that I loved her before now. She didn’t know how I felt. That I was a man who’d never known what love was, but being with her, I knew it. I knew I woke up every single morning, looking over at her, and feeling this sense of peace I’d never known. Charlotte was Volkov.
After our first year together, Ivan had arranged the tattoo on her wrist, which consisted of ivy surrounding a V. She’d earned her place in the Volkov Bratva. She was my wife, loyal to me. Mine. All freaking mine. This man didn’t know what he’d done. I was going to kill him.
“Where?” I asked.
He gave me the location. It was in the middle of nowhere. There would be no civilians. It was the perfect spot to take either side out.
“I’ll be there.”
Howdid they know to take my wife? I protected her. She and Hubert had been out, walking Rose at the time she’d been taken. I had already seen the footage.
“We’ve got to go,” Rage said.
His anger was as strong as mine. I knew Charlotte hadn’t spoken to him much over the past few years. Cassie had never returned to the MC either. She stayed in the building I owned, working hard at the clothing store. From what I’d been told, she loved the job, clients loved her, the staff loved her. She blended in well.
I putmy phone down on my desk. Vlad was looking at me, waiting for instructions.