He gets on his knees and pulls down his pants so that they’re halfway down his thighs. “You are mine, Penny Winters.”

“I am yours,” I breathe.

He leans over me and traps my wrists above my head again as he pushes into me. I gasp as he begins to move. Something about him being half-dressed and pinning me to the bed and moving with me just drives me wild. I’m sure the pregnancy hormones are tripling my pleasure and arousal.

I spread my legs wider, bucking my hips wildly.

“Cum for me,” he whispers in my ear. “Cum on my cock.”

I see stars and know it will be more than once tonight.

Chapter 26 - Penny

I stand in front of the mirror and look at myself. I’ve lost most of the baby weight after Samuel was born. Talking about our son, I turn as Kervyn’s mother walks in with Samuel cradled in her arms. “Guess who wanted to see his mama before she went out there.”

I smile and glance at myself once more in the mirror. Mama Milov clicks her tongue. “Young lady, you look perfect.”

“I know.” I beam at her and move to her to kiss Samuel’s head. “Is Kervyn nervous?”

“Not that he can show it but between you and me I think he’s more excited than anything,” she says. “Are you ready?”

I nod. “I’m ready.”

I walk into the foyer of the Cathedral we’re getting married in. It’s beautiful, with colorful stained-glass windows and statues carved from marble.

Asher smiles at I walk up to her, “It’s time!”

Luka is standing near Asher with a grin. Danil and Arseny hang back a little, but all admire my dress. Kervyn outdid himself and it fits every curve I have. I have never felt sexier in my life.

And today was the day I was marrying the love of my life, six months after the birth of our son.

The music starts and Mama Milov takes Samuel and one of their adorable cousins called Ana down the aisle ahead of us. I don’t see them go all the way down, but I hear everyone whispering and cooing. There are so many guests and I’m excited to meet them all at the reception afterwards.

The bridal party goes down next and then they shut the doors. I step behind the shut doors and hold my breath. I feel a little nervous but at the same time, excited for what the future holds.

The doors open and I’m surprised to find Kervyn standing right by the door. He stares at me for a moment and then clears his throat. “I thought you’d like some company down the aisle, my love.”

I smile and loop my arm through his. “Together forever.”

“A king and queen, a match made in heaven.” He murmurs the words before he lets go of me. “Before I forget, I got you a gift.”

“Kervyn, everyone is staring at us, waiting for us.” I murmur, looking around.

“Let them wait, this is important.” He takes out a long box from his pocket, “I thought you’d want to wear it now anyway.”

He opens the box and I catch my breath.

My grandmother's necklace.

“How…” I look up at him. He takes it out and I turn around so he can put it on.

“Found it at a pawn dealer. We’re good at tracking things down.” He holds his arm out, “Are you ready to be my bride?”

I nod and he leads me down the aisle. Everyone is whispering about my dress and I know it isn’t about my weight. This time it is about how beautiful I am.

I feel beautiful.

I know that pause from Kervyn when the doors opened was because he had to execute a lot of self-control not to drag me to a room and tear the dress off me.

I feel sexy and alive and confident.

Once we’re at the reception, I’m introduced to family member after family member who not only gush over my beauty but also present their gifts, tokens to their leaders.

Leon is there to move the gifts out of the way as each new person steps up to congratulate us and I can’t help the big smile on my face.

Our first dance is nothing short of magical. I chose a slow classical Russian piece and when we stand there, just before it starts, I know Kervyn is curious as to what I chose to dance to. When it starts, he gives me a knowing smile and takes me in his arms, twirling me around the dance floor as though I weigh nothing.

I will be the first to admit, seeing my now husband in his tux while he drinks whiskey, smokes a cigar, and talks Russian to his family members gets me seriously hot under the collar. It takes all my self-control not to drag him to a room and rip his clothes off.

We eat, we drink. Mama Milov brings Samuel to me to say goodnight before she leaves to take him back to her house, a security detail leaving with her.

Everyone’s chatting and dancing and I lace my fingers through Kervyn’s. “My love?” I ask, calling his attention to me.

“Yes.” He responds instantly and smiles at me. I can see he’s a little intoxicated.

“I know it’s our wedding but it’s getting late, and I want you to still be… capable when we get home.” He gets my drift and clears his throat.

“I’ll excuse us. We only get a one night honeymoon before Sam comes home tomorrow, we should make the most of it.” He stands and clinks his glass.

I listen with a small smirk as he makes a thank you speech and then everyone lines up to shower us in confetti one last time as we leave. It is the perfect wedding. Now I’m hoping for the perfect wedding night.

In the car we kiss, a never-ending kiss, the whole way home. I’m glad we chose the limo with the one way glass. Once we’re out the car Kervyn smiles and says, “Any other surprises for tonight?”

“Maybe…” I murmur before I tug on his tie and pull him down for a kiss. “Maybe there’s something waiting for you in our bedroom. Something you’ve wanted to try for a few months…”

Kervyn kisses me, takes my hand and hurries me up the stairs. I laugh heartily with him as we make our way upstairs and into the bedroom where he stops. “Oh, my love.”

He looks into my eyes and then back at our bed. There are restraints attached to the top and one in each corner at the bottom. He turns me to him and kisses me softly. I break the kiss and whisper, “Are you happy?”

“With you? Always. I can’t wait to spend the rest of our years together.” He kisses me again and then twirls me around so my back is facing him. He slowly undoes the bodice of my dress and grins. “There was a reason I designed this specifically this way.” He undoes it and it falls down to my ankles. I glance over my shoulder at him. My hair up in a bun of curls, I can only imagine what I must look like standing in the white negligee and white garters holding the white fishnet stockings up.

“Fishnet? Like the night we met…” he murmurs, kissing my shoulder as he rests his hands on my hips.

“No one was going to see as the dress was so long…” I take his hands and run them up to my strapless bra. He undoes the front clasp, and my large breasts tumble out, nipples already erect.

He presses against me, and I can feel his erection poking at my ass. “Someone is happy to see me.”

I turn around and lower myself to my knees slowly. Kervyn watches me, his breathing labored.