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She was so wet for me but so tight. I only got partway through the first thrust. I stopped and held myself back from pushing her any further until I could feel her channel adjust to my girth. As soon as her muscles began to relax around me, I rammed in deeper, right to the hilt. God, it felt so fucking good!

She groaned with a mixture of pain and pleasure, and I slowly moved in and out of her, getting faster with each thrust until her moans of pleasure resonated around the room.

“Yes, sweetheart, take all of me! I want you to come all over my cock, baby!” I said, my accent thick with emotion.

She turned me on so much that I had to fight hard to stay in control and not come right away. I pumped into her a few more times, stroking her clit at the same time. She was so close I could feel her pussy clenching around me.

“Ash!” she screamed, and I continued thrusting while she came, her juices running over my shaft.

I didn’t let her regain her equilibrium as I continued thrusting, riding her until I felt her building towards another orgasm.

“Oh god, Ash!” she cried, her voice filled with emotion that her whole body seemed to vibrate with.

I loved how she reacted to me. I felt like a bloody god whenever I was buried inside her, and that thought sent me into a frenzy, pumping harder and faster until she released again.

“Love you!” I grunted out as I shot my seed into her, filling her with cum so much it ran down our thighs.

I stayed locked into her for a while, mumbling endearments in Russian as the aftermath slowly faded, and our breathing returned to normal. Every time I spent with her, it seemed to get better and better. I was so sated I could barely hold us up.

The warm water ran over us as we clung to one another, enjoying the feeling of being in each other’s arms.

Finally, I let her slide down my body, moving back just enough to kiss her.

“I love you too,” she said with a smile, finally responding to my earlier declaration.

I grinned back, feeling smug and winked, replying cockily, “Of course you do; what’s not to love?”

She laughed and rolled her eyes before leaning forward to give me a kiss.

My heart swelled with love for her, and I pulled her from the shower and wrapped her in a towel. We took turns drying each other, and when we were finally dry, I dragged her to the bed. I wanted to go for another round, but I suspected that neither my body nor Gracie’s was up to it. We were both exhausted.

There would be plenty of time to enjoy each other from now on anyway, I reminded myself.

“Let’s get some sleep,” I said before pulling her under the covers and wrapping my arm around her.

She snuggled close, and I noted how our bodies melded together perfectly, just like we did in life. We were a perfect match, and I still couldn’t believe how lucky I was to have found her.

“I am so glad you are home safe,” she said, kissing and nibbling my chest.

My cock shot straight up again. I grabbed Gracie and pushed her back into the pillows, capturing her lips, all thoughts of sleep going right out of my head.

EPILOGUE

ASH

TWO WEEKS LATER

It had been a couple of weeks since the attacks, and we were yet to find Siri, but we would. The guy’s death was inevitable. He had been involved in Krissa’s murder and had been conspiring against us for the last two years; there was no way he could be allowed to live. So, no matter where he was hiding, we would eventually find him. When we did, it wouldn’t be a quick death either. That male had questions to answer, and we would make sure he did before we finally put an end to him once and for all.

Marko was in charge of finding him, and not a stone was being left unturned. His bank accounts had been accessed, and the money moved from those in his name. The ones he had under an alias that he didn’t know we knew about were being monitored, and if there was any activity, Marko would know. At some point, he’d eventually need access to his money, and if we hadn’t found him beforehand, we would then.

Ivor was also still missing, but he would be found and dealt with, too. There was nowhere either of the bastards could hide from us for long.

Despite them still being at large and the lawyer and his boss still being an issue, life felt good.

With the Malia Boys and Broxy’s practically wiped out, we had fewer enemies to worry about for now, and our operations were running smoothly again without any more interference.

We’d spent the last couple of weeks cleaning up the mess their demise had left behind. Between ourselves and Glowacki’s family, we’d temporarily taken over their territories and were in talks with the Irish Mafia regarding that. Out of all the criminal families and organisations with a hold in the UK, they had a moral code similar to ours. They were the only ones we could see as another possible ally for both us and the Polish, so we’d been negotiating a deal with them.