The Sovereign's Sacrifice ☆ EDITING ☆

Chapter Twenty Three: Ivan

I lowered her gently onto the bed, watching as her hair came loose from the pins in the back. "Ivan," she whispered in her sweet angelic voice.

"Yes, my wife," I spoke, loving the way the word flowed from my lips. I tossed my jacket to the side and began to untie my vest. I tossed it on top of my jacket and removed my shirt.

I leaned down over her, pressing my lips to hers. Her hands found my chest, pressing against it as she moaned softly against my lips. She pushed me backward, making room for her to slide off the end of the bed.

"Get this thing off of me," she groaned, trying to reach the laces at the back of her gown. She turned so her back faced me. I pulled her against me and buried my face in her neck, causing a little squeal to tumble from her lips. As I sucked hungrily on her neck, I pulled the bow loose and slid my fingers beneath the laces.

"Ivan," she moaned softly as I pulled the laces loose and slid her sleeves down her arms. I placed gentle kisses against her bare shoulders as I pulled the dress from her body.

She turned in my arms, wearing nothing but her lace brassiere and matching underwear. I slid my arms around her, unclasping it, allowing her chest to fall freely.

Scars covered her body, but didn't dampen her beauty. Nervously, she moved to cover herself. "I know I'm, damaged," she whispered self-consciously.

I grabbed her forearms in mine, pulling them away from her body. "You are the most gorgeous being I have ever laid my eyes upon. You don't need to hide from me," I growled playfully as my hands left her arms and found her chest. My lips crashed hungrily against hers as her hands found my belt. I kicked off my shoes and continued to play with her perky breasts as she removed my pants, moaning softly in response to my touch.

I pushed her playfully onto the bed once again as I crawled on top of her. My large member poking at her thigh as I attacked her lips hungrily with my own. Her nails dug into my back, leaving her mark.

I slid my hand down between us and into her underwear. "Mmmm my love, you are so wet for me," I growled, sliding a finger against her wet slit. She cried out in pleasure as I grazed against her sensitive little bundle of nerves.

"Please," she begged, arching up against me.

"Please what?" I teased.

"I need you," she begged as I ripped off her underwear and removed my own.

I stroked my length once or twice as her eyes settled on it. "Would you like to touch him?" I asked as her hand settled on my hard cock.

"Fuck," I growled as she teased the tip with her fingers. "Are you ready?" I asked. She bit her lip and nodded nervously in response.

I gripped her hips and slid into her, feeling her squeeze down and moan in suprise as I broke down her barrier. I rested on my forearms over her, lacing my hands under her shoulders so they met behind her head, forcing her to keep eye contact with me. I kissed her tenderly.

"Are you alright?"

"Don't stop," she pled as I began to move in and out of her, slowly at first, but gaining speed.

Her back arched slightly as she cried out beneath me. "You're so fucking beautiful," I growled as I bit down on her neck. I moved more quickly, thrusting deeper, drawing more cries of pleasure from her delicious lips.

She squealed in a mixture of pleasure and suprise as I pushed us both over the edge.

After several hours of exploring each other's bodies we lay spent, in each other's arms.

"Can I ask you something?" she whispered against my bare chest.

"Anything, my love" I replied, stroking her long dark hair.

"When did you know that this was where you wanted to be?" she asked nervously.

"I always knew that one day we would find ourselves here, bound together at last," I replied kissing the top of her head.

"I love you," she whispered as she drifted off to sleep.