Lucky Ivanov

"I finally have you to myself.." Konstantin growls as he quietly presses the front door closed with a relieved sigh.. He is as visibly relieved as I am to be alone again after a long and emotional day.. He flicks on the lights and the lavish Hotel suite is illuminated in a soft silvery glow, creamy couches and plush white carpet invite us to collapse on them as I reach up to pull the bejewelled clips from my hair, allowing my curls to fall loose over my shoulders..

"For a guy who likes to be watched and envied-" I quip, kicking off off of my sparkling stilettos with a moan of relief as the pressure subsides.. "You sure do hate to share, huh, Big Bear?"

"Every man wishez to have what iz mine-" Konstantin grins at me, reaching across to lift my foot into his lap where he begins to knead at my tender trotters causing me to groan in delight .. "Mmh.. Mine.. You are my wife.. Say it.."

"I'm yours, I'm your wife.." I moan as my head tips back to the cushions.. "Ohh.. God.. That feels so good.."

He squeezes and massages, slowly working his way up my leg.. "You feel good Malishka.. Blyat', my Prinstessa, you are all I did ever dream ov'.. I am the most fortunate man, to have the love ov' such a sweet woman.. You have never appeared more beautiful to me than now, my love, in this winter white dress, I see angel.."

"You're lucky, huh.." I lift my head to smirk at him and he frowns..

"You are Lucky.. I am Konstantin."

I laugh.. "Noo.. I meant-" I pause when I see the twinkle of sarcasm in his grin and I roll my eyes at his unbelievably dad-like humour.. "Oh- Ha ha.. Very funny, Konstantin.."

Tugging on my legs he slides me down the sofa towards him, linking an arm around my waist to hoist me effortlessly into his lap.. "Why do you not call me Kostya?"

"I- I didn't know if I could.." I fumble nervously.. "I thought maybe it was a name reserved for family.."

He trails his fingers over the lace of my bodice and down to the hem of my silky slip.. "You are my family, Luchenskaya, you may call me az you like.."

"Okay then-" I chew my bottom lip, peering up at him through a mat of batted lashes.. "Kiss Me, Kostya.."

His heated lips brush over mine, ghostly gentle and rich with reverence.. He tastes of expensive champagne and vanilla wedding cake.. Absolutely delicious..

He shifts to collect me closer, bundling me into his arms as his wandering hands begin to explore the soft skin beneath the skirts of my wedding dress.. "I have for you something, Solnyshko.. A gift.."

"For me? Really?" I squeak excitedly and bounce up and down and he grins like a madman.. "Last time you got me something it was all sparkly! Is it something pretty?"

He shrugs, giving away nothing through his passive posture and causal patience.. "It iz in my pocket.."

I wiggle my brows suggestively in a game of flirtation.. "O'yeah, I bet it is, Big Bear! Mmm!"

"Nyet.." Konstantin chuckles and shakes his head, amused by my antics.. "Not that pocket, my naughty Kiska.."

He peels open his jacket to flash me his breast pocket, nodding his permission for me to reach in.. I dip my hand excitedly inside, feeling the silk lining of his suit before brushing against the cool hardness of something metal, hearing a jingle and a clink.. I pluck the present from his pocket, holding my breath.. There on a delicate golden keychain with a sparkly sun charm hangs a set of keys..

"What is this?" I puzzle, glancing over the diamond studded keychain..

He brushes the curls back over my shoulder, trailing a soft touch along my collarbone, his fingertips followed by his darkening, hungry gaze.. "Thiz iz 'ze key to our new home in Roan.. 'Ze one you did love so much-"

"You mean the one with the big stone gates and the porch swing?" My whole body stills in shock as I breathe in disbelief.. "You brought it for me?"

Of course he did.. He is always thinking ahead, always planning.. With Konstantin I can be sure he has considered everything, but most of all, he has thought of me and what I had wanted..

"Da.. I did buy it for uz.." He croons, leaning forward to kiss at the base of my throat as his big warm paws hold onto my waist.. "You were right, it iz the perfect place for our life to begin.."

"You really mean it?" My eyes well with tears as I draw back in his arms to take him in, searching for the sincerity in his eyes..

"You are in such hurry and I am not getting any younger, Malishka.." He slides me closer so that my chest is pressed firmly to his and I can feel his hardness swelling beneath me.. "I do not want any more to waste time.. I want just to live.. With you.."

With two fingers beneath my chin he tilts my face upwards before our lips lock together.. A million and one thoughts fall from my head as quickly as they'd appeared and all my presence of mind is lost to his heady kiss.. My body begins to tremble all over, violent shakes of anticipation start to wreak havoc on my composure..

This is it.. This is the moment I have ached for for so long..

"You are cold, Kiska?" He puzzles, reaching for one of the soft blankets that is draped over the back of the sofa, but I shake my head and stop him with a hand on his chest..

"N-no.. Not cold.."

"What iz wrong?" He coaxes curiously..

"I'm just- nervous- I guess.. And a little overwhelmed.. I've pictured this moment a certain way for so long, now that it's here- I just want everything to be perfect.." I glance down to the buckle of his belt, suddenly hyper aware of what happens next..

We're going to have sex..

Oh god..

I wonder if I will feel differently afterwards.. I wonder if he will feel differently..

"You are perfect to me already, Solnyshko.." He smiles that precious pearlescent glow that comforts me, calming me with his patient understanding, petting an affectionate hand down the inside of my forearm.. "But if you are not yet ready, Moya Lyubov', I will wait-"

"No- I'm ready.." I interrupt, leaning forward to press an inpatient finger to his lips.. "I want this.. More than anything.. I want you.. Make love to me, Bear.."

He rises from the sofa, hoisting me up with a soft sigh of longing and carrying me princess style across the room to the king sized four poster that is swathed in silky white curtains.. "I will be gentle with you, My Love.."

"Meowh!" I purr playfully, feeling my cheeks burn pink..

Carefully, as if I were a delicate porcelain doll, he lays me down in the cushions before he brings himself up to his full, towering height.. With a purposeful slow smirk he sheds his tuxedo jacket and unbuttons his crisp white shirt..

"You teaze me, sweet Kiska.." Revealing his scared and shredded chest to me I push up to my elbows to gaze on him in all his inky glory, my eyes falling to the right side of his chest where the skin is freshly marked, branded for an eternity by me..

Just above the silvery scar of the bullet wound, he wears the ridiculous ransom he had paid for me.. A Celtic tattoo of my name in beautiful curling cursive..

"Oh.. Bear! I can't believe you actually did that! I love it!" I giggle, breathless and bewildered by his beautiful hardened muscle as he drops down to his knees beside the bed.. "I love you!"

"Mmh-" He groans in appreciation.. "Say thiz again, Luchenskaya.." The tick of his jaw and flex of his shoulders signals his waning restraint and he growls before his face disappears below the sea of lace and tulle between my thighs..

"Oh! I love you!" I whimper as his deft fingers dip beneath the band of my silky white panties and he softly slides the fabric down my legs..

"Now- say it like sexy little Kitten you are.. My kitten.." He demands gently, placing a hot, rewarding lick at my centre that has my knees jerking upward.. His broad shoulders wedge my thighs apart to grant him eternal access to my exposed essence and soon I am consumed by his carnal desire..

"Mewh mewh mew!" I mewl again through a shudder of delight as he groans loud and lusty against my wet flesh..

Every fibre of my focus is drawn to that sweet swirling sensation that he creates down below, all slick friction and high voltage..

"Bozhe moy, Kiska, ty tak chertovski krasiv!" He grunts in gravelly worship before burying his titillating tongue deeper into me.. An enormous rough hand wraps around my ankle to lift my foot to his shoulder, contorting me to fit his will.. "So fucking beautiful.."

"Oh, Kostya!" My breath shallows and my chest burns white hot as his steady pace hypnotised me under an entrancing rhythm.. Up and down, left and right, in and out, over and over.. His pattern is persistent and patient and the certainly of it becomes a lulling lust that drives me wild with want.. "Da! Da! Don't stop!"

I want him more than ever.. I want to taste him on my tongue and feel him in my soul.. I want to gaze deeply into his burning eyesz to see them aflame in passion and to hear him cry out my name in rapture..

"Meowhhhhh- Mmmh!" I barely take in any breath as I mewl and moan, a glowing heat converting to an unbearable pressure in my chest, spreading down to the depths of my belly and beyond..

His expertly tongue torments my tingling tightness until I am swollen, slickened and sensitive.. He licks and laps my pussy, harder and faster, stealing more breath from my gasping lips with each stroke, taking me higher into the heavens until I become an animal, running on pure instinct and carnal craving alone.. My thoughts all begin to dissipate, melting and fading into a sweltering mess of nothingness..

A temporary state of insanity..

"Ohhh! Mewwwhhh.. Yesss! More!" My hips buck uncontrollably and I gasp in depraved delight when he increases his pressure and pace, finding a grinding rhythm so wild that I'm brought to the brink of madness.. I writhe and moan, uncontrollably, my body bending and trembling beneath his command.. He uses his firm grip to pin my hips back down on the mattress to keep me from squirming away, diving deeper than ever before.. As his tongue presses and swirls inside of me, the sweet sensation is a strike of lightning straight to my scorched soul.. A fire floods through my veins to culminate at the apex of my thighs and I scream a shudder of satisfaction.. "Ohh.. Konstantin!"

"Cyka, sexy, Kiska.. Mmh-" The vibrations from his guttural groans only add to the sheer pleasure of it all.. He continues to tease the treasured pearl between my thighs, carrying on until I reach a second blinding peak, bringing me to the very edge of ecstasy once again before stopping abruptly drawing back, to leave me frustrated and whimpering wantonly..

"Mewhhh.. Mmm.. Please.. Don't stop!" I pant, begging him for another release.. "Mewhh- more!"

"I will give you more.." He rises from the floor, reaching for the buckle of his belt.. "Moya krasivaya Kiska, thiz body waz made for me to love.."

For a brief moment my muscles become tense..

Terrified..

But then he takes my hand, interlocking his fingers through mine.. "Lucky- I would never hurt you.."

"I--I know that.." A wobbly whisper escapes my mouth..

"My beautiful wife-" He lifts my knuckles to his lips, grazing soft kisses over the back of my hand.. "I love you.."

I blink up to see that smokey soft smile on his perfect lips and my heart throbs with trust.. "No matter what?"

He nods.. "Da.. No matter.. You are to me- evurything.. For alwayz.."

My gaze dips away from his sweet brown eyes to trail lower over his carved inky abdomen and down to where his rigid manhood hangs heavily between his thick, muscular thighs.. "You're so perfect.." I mumble in awe of his magnificence..

Reaching out for a handful of his masculinity he guides me to take him in a firm fist, his hand wrapped around mine as I slide my palm down the length of his steely shaft.. His pierced and tattooed masculinity now looks like some kind of weapon he plans to use on me..

Oh lord, I am ready to die..

I swallow nervously, taking in the girthy weight of him.. How will he possibly fit inside me?

Looking at the mass of him it seems impossible.. Scarily impossible.. I peel my eyes away from his hardness, tamping down the new nerves that sizzle across my skin, fixing my eyes on his.. "Will it be painful?"

"Perhapz for a second or so.." He soothes honestly as he prowls closer, his knees sinking into the mattress between my legs as he leans down and takes another kiss from my open mouth.. "But I will go slow.. I will take care ov' you, Malishka.."

This kiss he has for me is tender and promising, I can taste myself on his tongue and feel the press of his meaty manhood against my feminine folds.. When we finally break apart for air he draws back to peer down at me, his eyes dark and adoring.. "You are ready?"

"Yes.." I exhale, reaching up to stroke his cheek softly.. "Will you tell me- uh- tell me how it feels for you?" I give a sharp, anxious squeeze to his shoulder, but he doesn't seem to notice my nails digging into his flesh as he hitches up my skirt to position himself between my legs..

He gazes down on me, cupping my face in one hand to stroke a tender thumb over my cheek as his thickness glides across the outer slickness of my slippery skin.. "It doez feel like heaven.. You are so soft, so vury warm.. So wet.."

My whole body practically hums with eager excitement as he tugs at the slim straps of my wedding dress to gain access to my breasts before he sinks lower, the heated flesh of his granite-like chest soon flush with my cool skin and peaked nipples.. The tip of his perfect pierced cock now nudging at my trembling tightness..

"Uh! Owh! Oh!" I clamp my eyes shut as he thrusts gently and a sudden sharp pinch has me gasping in surprise pain..

My defenses are breached and something in me snaps he sheaths his dagger deep inside me, my nails dig into his back and he winces regretfully.. "Fuck.. Mne zhal', lyubov' moya.. I am sorry.."

"Oh- it- hurts- uhh-" I force a calming breath,l with my eyes squeezed shut . A single tear escapes to roll down my cheek and the gentle brush of his thumb wipes it away as he remains perfectly still, allowing me to adjust to this completely new sensation and stretch of being entered..

The feeling is wholesome and heady, unlike any fulfillment I've ever had..

"You are my angel.." He whispers in my ear, peppering gentle kisses down the side of my neck and over my collarbone as his fingers stroke softly through my hair and he cradles me close.. "So vury beautiful.. I have found in you my home.. You are where I belong.."

"I am.." I sigh, feeling some to the tension seep from my muscles and before too long the pain has subsided to become more of a deep ache, a wanting throb.. "I'm- I'm okay.."

"You are?" His gaze searches mine with an intensity of empathy that slices straight through all of my fears and insecurities..

I nod.. "Yes.."

After a moment of stillness his hips begin to slowly rock back and forth into me, stretching me wider to him and he fills me completely.. As I wrap my legs around him, a white hot flame begins to engulf my senses and ignite in my nerves.. I feel as though we transcend time itself, climbing together towards the heavens at a breakneck speed all the while he croons and coaxes with his soothing, husky timbre.. "Mmhh.. Malishka, ya tak sil'no tebya lyublyu.."

"I- I love you too-" I cling to his bulging biceps as his huge paws move to knead my breasts and tease my nipples.. I feel the effects of his deft finger work right to my core, crackling and popping like an explosion of love and lava deep within me.. My head lolls back as he pushes up on his knees, lifting me up and over him while he keeps his firm hold on my hips, never ceasing his steady, beating pace..

He rocks us and I bounce in time as he becomes everything, in this moment there is nothing else in the world.. My mind is blank and my body ablaze.. "Chertovski krasiv.. Fucking.. Beautiful.. Perfect.. Fucking mine.." His gruff growl against my neck sends me over the edge, tumbling headfirst into oblivion..

"Mmmmmm.. Ohhh.. Da! Yes! Da!" Bright white light leads me to euphoria as it dances behind my eyelids and I cry out in ecstasy.. The tight, tiny muscles of my femininity clamping and contracting powerfully, bringing Konstantin over the edge with me as waves of bliss shoot and shake through my entire body..

"Mhhhhh.. Cyka Blyat'.." He grunts as we topple back to the mattress together and he shudders, as breathless as me.. He leans closer to kiss me with a satiated hum before gently withdrawing himself and slumping to his back beside me.. I close my eyes, listening to our mingled ragged pants for several moments until I descend from the clouds..

"Konstantin?" I breathe quietly, the ache between my thighs already returning.. I find now that without him inside me, I feel almost empty..

"Mh?" He sighs happily, turning his gorgeous face towards me and gazing at me with dreamy dazed eyes.. "Da, My Love?"

In the afterglow of our passion, I can feel the thud of my pulse in my throat and hear the rush of blood in my ears.. Drunk on lust and dizzy with love I glance over his chiseled features and brawny tattooed muscle, craving more of him.. "I want to do that again.."