Page 88 of Be My Vengeance

I smirked. “That is always okay.”

He was so tender. He started with a kiss to my lips, then worked the expanse of every inch of my skin, paying attention to every bruise, scar, and cut. Each one got a moment of his time, and my heart almost burst out of my chest.

When he got to my cock, he licked and sucked it, bringing me to the precipice of my orgasm only to pop off smile and kiss my hip, stomach, or balls.

“Alex,” I whimpered. “It’s been three weeks.”

He just laughed—the sadist—and went back to my cock, bringing me to the edge and pulling away. Finally, he winked and swallowed me all the way to the root and stayed there until I was coming down his throat.

Even though my body protested, I spun the both of us, straddling Alex, his hard cock rubbing against my spent one.

“I wanna see you come.” I began rocking as if he were fucking me.

He gripped my hips, and I moved in the rhythm he guided me to. His neck strained, his skin turned a beautiful pink, and then he exploded all over us.

Afterward, he cleaned us up and we fell asleep. It was the best night’s sleep I’d had in my life.

EPILOGUE

One Year Later

Alex

“Whoever thought moving in the middle of winter was a great idea should be shot,” Toni griped as he carried a box to the truck.

“You didn’t have to help. Gideon offered to pay a company to do it, but I didn’t want strangers in there. Besides, consider it penance for putting cameras in my home that you thought I didn’t know about. It took me a whole day to remove them all.” Toni rolled his eyes and kept moving. I stood outside the house Mila and I had planned to spend forever in, raise a family, grow old in.

I hadn’t really lived here in a year, but I hadn’t been able to bring myself to sell it. Then I’d had a sort of breakthrough in therapy and realized I was holding on to the house thinking it was her, and it had become unhealthy. I’d sold it to a young couple who’d married six months ago. I knew Mila would approve, and I hoped they found this house to be their perfect forever home.

“It’s fine, I just want to complain.” Toni went back inside just as Danny was coming out with Maksim.

Maksim was a surprise. I’d once vowed to kill every Ivanov on this earth, and somehow this one had burrowed his way into my life. Danny had connected with him, and Maksim found great joy in living free and happy.

He wasn’t an innocent little butterfly. He worked with Gideon to ensure peace between the Bratva and us. There hadn’t been grumblings, and I suspected that was because Maksim kept them away. He worked side by side with Toni a lot, and I wasn’t sure if there was something brewing there. Those two both liked to play the long game, that was for sure.

“Few more boxes and we’re done.” Danny wrapped his arm around my waist. “You okay?”

“Yeah, it was always going to be hard but you’re here, so it’s not as bad.”

“That’s disgustingly sweet. I’m going to find Toni.” Maksim sauntered off, and I laughed.

“Have those two fucked?” I asked.

“If they haven’t, they should and put us all out of our misery of watching them play this game of cat and mouse.”

“Let’s get the rest and get out of here. The cleaners are coming in the morning, and then that’s all that’s left.”

Danny kissed my cheek. “Gideon said he made chili.”

I fucking loved Gideon’s chili. “So, that’s where we’ll be eating.”

I rushed into the house and grabbed the last boxes. Danny was there to take them. “I’ll bring them to the truck. Take your time.”

I walked through each room, one by one, remembering what each one was or would have become. I allowed myself to grieve the never going to happens and to be grateful for the memories I did have.

As I was about to step out of the house, never to return, I closed my eyes.

“I’ll never stop loving you, my Mila, I promise. I never thought I could love anyone other than you, but something tells me you did. I wish we had forever, but I’ll cherish every second I had with you.”