Page 52 of Bound By You

"Alex,” she moans.

I kiss her neck, then whisper in her ear as I nudge the head of my cock at her opening, "You ready for me,malen'kaya ptitsa?"

She nods and wraps her legs around my waist, her heels digging into me, causing me to groan in pleasure as she gives me better access. I nudge forward a little, completely stunned by how fucking tight she is.

If I didn't know she had already fucked someone else, I'd say she was a fucking virgin!

I wish.

I lean down and kiss her, not wanting to ruin this moment, and I thrust forward hard. She screams, and I freeze, realizing I just ripped through a barrier. I lift my head in shock and look down at her. She has her eyes squeezed shut as a tear slides down her cheek.

I whisper, "Phoebe?" confused as fuck, and when she opens her eyes, they're glossy, love shining through.

She rasps, "How would you feel if I told you that the farthest I ever got with another guy is kissing him?”

A sob works up my throat. "You never…?"

She shakes her head. "I tried once, but I couldn't; the intended guy turned out to be a bastard, and I couldn't even get wet for him anyway. It’s all yours. All of me has always been yours."

A tear slips down my cheek, and I lean my forehead against hers and say, "I love you. I'm sorry, I went in hard. Are you okay?"

She smiles, leaning up, and kisses me.

"Take me, Alex, please move. I promise I'm okay."

I nod and slowly pull back, watching her face for any discomfort, before thrusting forward. She grips me tighter and moans as she closes her eyes, but I can't have that. I grab a hold of her hair and yank her head back, making her open her eyes.

"Keep those eyes on me, sweetheart."

She tries to nod, but my grip doesn't let her. I pull out again and thrust forward, still watching for any sign of pain, and when I do this a couple of times and I see she's good, I thrust even harder, again and again, and again, until I'm going faster and faster, all while I stare into her beautiful eyes.

Her body starts to tighten around me.

"That's it, sweetheart, come for me, come on my cock. Squeeze me, baby."

I let go of her hair, keeping my other arm by her head, holding me up, and move my other hand to her clit. I press down on it and rub in tight circles. She screams, and my mouth quickly covers hers, stealing her moans as she comes hard, her body shaking as she squeezes my dick tight. I groan into her mouth as I spurt my cum into her womb, making sure it's all in there. Ikeep moving my hips slowly as I stop the kiss to look at her, and I can't control my emotions.

"Thank you,Malen'kaya Ptitsa."

She swallows and nods as tears leak down her cheeks.

She whispers, "I love you."

I lean down, kissing her again, as I slowly move in and out of her, getting hard again.

We make love all night; I don't allow her to rest. Knowing I'm the only one to have her has made me insatiable and possessive. I can't get enough of her.

The next morning, I wake up with my arms wrapped tightly around her, my chest to her back, my face in her neck, and I smile, pressing light kisses to the back of her neck, as my dick stands at attention. I move my hand down her body, and as I reach her thigh, I pick it up and slowly nudge my cock at her entrance. She sighs in her sleep, and I smile into her neck as I push forward. She moans as her hand comes up behind her and gently grabs hold of the back of my neck, holding me to her.

"Good morning, wife."

She looks back at me and has the most beautiful smile on her face.

"Good morning, husband," she whispers back, then leans up, and I lean down. Our lips meet in the middle, with my tongue tangling with hers as I move in and out of her with hard thrusts. I play with her clit as I make love to her. We do this for most of the morning, including in the shower, before we venture downstairs.

As we get to the living area, my side of the family is all there drinking coffee, and as soon as Mila sees us, she screeches loudly and runs to us. I pick her up, and she grabs Phoebe's neck, holding us tightly before I catch Damian's eyes. He smiles wide at us while he holds Rora, with Sofia under his other arm, smiling, too. I see Maksim with Sergi, while my parents look at us with proud smiles. I look down at my wife to see she's alreadylooking at me with all the love shining in her eyes, and I melt. I lean down and kiss her gently as Mila giggles.

Fuck, I love my life.