Faithful

Chapter Twenty Two

"Home at last... I swear to god if I'm not here at least a month I'm gonna take down all flipping rival clans!" I shouted to Viktor as I stomped in, "single handedly at that!" He laughed. "How about I just take you up on your offer when I got you back from Paris and lock you in our room for a month?" He teased which made me laugh. "You know what, do it!" I challenged, "at least then no one can bloody kidnap me... again!" He gave me a cunning smirk and grabbed me, throwing me over his shoulder. "You asked for it... but we'll keep it for a week, after that you have free reign but you can't leave the mansion alone okay?" He proclaimed.

"Deal!" I squealed in excitement, "this way I'm going no where... come on Annabelle, you can get through a month of no kidnapping!" Viktor just chuckled all the way to our room. He didn't need to put me down as I threw myself off of him to jump onto the freshly made bed. "I missed you baby!" I said to the bed, snuggling my face in the huge soft duvet. My hips were grabbed from behind causing me to get onto my knees. My thong was pulled down and my dress pulled up.

"I hope you missed me more than you missed the bed," he teased, "or you'll be in big trouble." He slipped his length inside of me causing me to give off a large moan. "I think I missed the bed more," I lied just to annoy him. He pulled almost fully out and waiting there, taunting me. "Come on Viktor please... pretty please," I begged. "You've been a very naughty girl," he chuckled. The wait was irritating, I need to provoke him. "Punish me then..." I whispered in a sultry manner, "I've been such a naughty girl, you need to teach me a lesson!"

His grip on my hips were a little tighter. It seems I've won. He gave me what I needed when he thrusted back inside of me and then rolled me over to face him. "Annabelle... he came inside of you and I'm not happy about that," he said angrily as he continued. "Then just do it... fill me up with your good stuff," I panted, "it's only you that should ever do such a thing." He smirked and laid on top of me rather than standing beside the bed. I kissed him as he got closer.

"I love you," I breathed. He went in for another kiss, swirling his tongue in my mouth leaving me breathless as he pounded my insides. "Annabelle," he cried as he filled me, leaving me completely his, "I love you too." We sat there giggling like a couple of idiots before he pulled out of me. "What now?" He asked, "we could just see if anything happens." He kissed my lower stomach softly. "No thank you, no children before we're married!" I rejected. He frowned playfully, "no one will take you if you're pregnant... come on, let's have a baby Annabelle."

"You're just trying to chain me to this place despite the fact I don't want to leave!" I sighed, "if you don't go get a morning after pill from the doctor then I will... I'm twenty for goodness sake, no babies yet!" He kissed me gently and said, "Fine then... but when we're married if I say I want children, we're having them!" I giggled. "Well if you're sure you want sleepless nights, me being too tired for sex, crying, nappy changing, almost dying from fear every time our little one gets ill and not to mention toddler tantrums!"

He went white for a moment and quickly got changed. "I'll be back in a minute!" He said rushing out the door. Viktor nil, Annabelle one.  I jumped into the shower and washed myself and my hair. When I came out Viktor was waiting for me with a bag of meds. "I have: lots of your pill, lots of the morning after pill just in case and your happy pills," he smiled. I took my pill and the morning after pill with a bottle of water. "I don't need my happy pills anymore, since I hit my head I haven't had a single one and I've been perfectly fine," I beamed.

"Really?" He grinned, "I'll give them back to the Doctor then but we'll keep a supply just in case." I ran over to hug him and said, "I'm the happiest I've ever been right now!" He pulled something out of his pocket. "My..." I breathed, "but how?" He put my engagement ring on my finger with a smile. "We had the talk with the Moretti's in Florence when you told us to, he gave me the ring then saying you won't need it anymore," he chuckled, "then he went up to get you and found the note with his ring and tracking device!"