The center had been open for almost three years, and it was the best thing I’d ever done with my time. It was fulfilling beyond measure. And with my mom there to speak to them, to tell them of her own experiences, it had helped her heal, too.
“He is getting so big!” Joanne squealed as she sidled closer. Her and Nick’s baby was born shortly after Viktor and I had gotten back together, and they’d offered us the use of the diner for free. Their son, Brian, was three now. He and Andy were already playing together. When I needed someone to watch Andy and Viktor was in court, Joanne took the boys to the park.
Viktor planted a kiss on my cheek and headed off to talk to Axel while I mingled with the moms. Axel didn’t look as comfortable in the crowd as Viktor had become, but he was here for Andy and it meant a lot to me that he was.
When Kathy arrived, everyone made a fuss about the cake. She’d made a wonderful superhero cake with fondant figures that Andy would love.
“This is beautiful!” I cried, hugging the baker. “You’re a miracle worker.”
She smiled, pleased with herself. “Anything for the little guy. He’s such a sweetheart.”
I carried the cake to the table where Andy was playing with cars. When he saw the dessert, he made a tiny round O with his mouth, his eyes large. He had his daddy’s eyes, dark and broody, and filled with passion and emotion.
“Happy birthday to you,” we started singing. He clapped his hands, reaching for the cake, and when the singing was over and we shouted our hoorays, my mom helped him blow out his candles.
I kissed Viktor, who was standing behind me to sing for our son.
“He’s perfect, Angel,” he said to me. “Just like you.”
“And he’s strong and brave, just like you,” I added.
“I can’t wait to see the man he’s going to become.”
I nodded. Andy was the perfect combination of Viktor and me. He was kind and caring, but he was headstrong and serious, too. He was everything we were, together.
And I couldn’t be happier with our little family.
By the time we headed home, it was getting dark. Andy had fallen asleep on Viktor’s shoulder as we walked through the forest to our new home.
Viktor had built us a beautiful new large home closer to town. Viktor wasn’t in hiding, hadn’t been for a long time. But he still preferred solitude, being removed from the hustle and bustle of the town. And to be honest, I preferred it, too. Instead of ending up in the middle of the city, as I had planned, I was at home on the mountain. With a man I loved more than I ever thought I would love anyone.
When we arrived home, I liked to leave the rest of the world at the door.
Viktor took Andy to his room and tucked him in while I put away the cake we brought home, kicked off my low heels and pulled my hair out of the bun it had been in. I was in the bedroom when Viktor walked in. He spun me around and kissed me. The kiss was hot and fiery, and I was already wet.
“I’ve been waiting to do this all day,” he mumbled against my lips. His hands ran over my body, cupping my breasts and my ass. He ground his hips against mine, and his thick erection ground against my crotch. I moaned into his mouth.
“I want to fuck you, kitn,” he said. “I want to make you scream my name.”
Viktor started unbuttoning the dress I wore. It buttoned all the way down the front, and he pushed it off my shoulders. I let it slip to the ground, standing before my husband in my underwear. He dropped to his knees and closed his mouth over my wetness, moving his lips against my folds through my panties. He inhaled deeply and growled when he picked up my scent.
“You’re everything, kitn,” he muttered.
He licked me through my panties, the patch of wetness growing both because of his tongue and what he was doing to me. He pushed my panties aside and pushed two fingers into me while he licked my clit.
“God, Viktor,” I moaned. “It feels so good.”
Viktor made a humming sound that vibrated into me through my pussy, and I moaned again.
He removed his fingers, stopping with his mouth only long enough to pull my panties down my legs. He closed his mouth around my sex, sucking and licking my clit, and I moaned and trembled. His fingers pumped into me as he licked and sucked me, and I shivered as he brought me closer and closer to orgasm.
“Oh, God, Viktor,” I groaned. I tried to keep it down, but it was hard when it felt so fucking good.
The orgasm ripped through me, and I bit my lip, trying not to cry out too loudly.
When the orgasm subsided, Viktor stood and kissed me again. I tasted myself on his lips.
“How are you always dressed and I’m not?” I asked.
Viktor chuckled. “I like you naked, Malen kiy.”
“I like you naked too,” I retorted and pulled his shirt over his head. I ran my hands over his abs. God, Viktor had a delicious body. Since he still chopped wood and hunted and did a lot of physical labor, his body stayed in great shape.
When he was naked, too, Viktor lifted me and carried me to the bed. He laid me down on the covers, his large body hovering over mine. He dragged his cock over my leg, leaving a trail of lust behind. He kissed me hard, grinding his body against me. My legs fell open for him, and he pushed his cock against my entrance. I held my breath, and he slid into me. I let out a moan, and he thrust in to the hilt. I quivered around his cock, and Viktor kissed me again.
“You’re my world, Angela,” he said. “You’re everything to me. I’m so glad you found me in the woods.”
I tried to answer him, but he pulled out of me and pushed into me again, making it harder to speak.
“I can’t hear you, Angel,” he said with laughter in his voice. I moaned as he stroked in and out of me another time.
“I needed you,” I gasped.
“I’m glad you came for me,” he said. “But now, kitn, I need you to come for me again.”
I moaned as he picked up his pace, fucking me harder and deeper. My body tightened as he pushed me closer and closer to the edge of another orgasm. His thick cock inside me grew harder, and I knew he was getting closer, too. His face was riddled with passion and concentration.
When he buried himself inside me as deep as he could, I came. An orgasm started at my core and flooded my body, washing outward. I cried out, struggling to stay quiet. Viktor came at the same time I did, grunting, squeezing his eyes shut as his cock pulsated inside me.
“Fuck,” he bit out.
Finally, after what felt like forever on this high together, we came down from it. He pulled out of me, although his cock was still hard. He lay down on the bed next to me. We were both breathing hard. I listened for Andy’s cry, proof that our sex had been too loud. But the house was quiet.
I turned to Viktor and he kissed me.
Life was pretty damn perfect.
THE END
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