The Billionaire's Purchased Wife

by L. Nicole

  After we returned from North Carolina, the first thing I did was move Grace back into her family home where she belongs.

  Grace licks her lips, and I grin, because I know what’s coming next. Just as I suspected, she’s a sex kitten who has been sexually awakened by the love of her man. Her hand moves to grip me between my legs, stroking my erection and coating me with her juices. She may be shy outside of the bedroom, but when I touch her, she burns brighter than the sun for me.

  We’ve not been able to keep our hands off one another. From the moment she said yes all I’ve been able to do is make love to the woman. If I’m not inside her, I am daydreaming about it and thinking of new ways to make her blush. My wife to be is a great student and growing bolder with each and every passing moment.

  Licking her lips, she smirks at me. “I want to try again.” Grace is determined to give me a blowjob. We’ve tried a few times, but her mouth is small, and I don’t want to hurt her. She’s been working her way up with me, always practicing when I actually allow her mouth on me and not inside of her pussy. Yesterday I was awakened by her lips wrapped around me. I will never deny her. I roll to my back gripping my erection. Replacing my hand with her own, she strokes me where her mouth won’t reach. Not yet anyway, but practice makes perfect and before long my sexy kitten will be gagging on my cock.

  Moving into a sixty-nine, my girl sits on my face and leans forward to swallow my cock.

  Sucking the tip between her lips, she licks the pearly bead of precum and swallows. I grab her hips, holding her in place when she wiggles against my tongue. I work her into a damn frenzy. Sweet, hot, liquid nectar coats my tongue, and I can’t get enough. There’s no way in hell I will ever get tired of Grace.

  I do my best to control the pace, as I move in and out of her mouth. It’s not easy, because I’m drowning in her sweet juices and her mouth is as addicting her pussy.

  “Not yet,” she cries, when her orgasm is about to rip through her. I allow her to get up, but instantly miss eating out that sweet little cunt. Still, this is her show and I want to give her what she wants. Switching positions, she moves between my legs so my eyes are on her, watching the erotic act of her lips wrapped around me. Tears burn in her eyes as her mouth stretches to accommodate my girth and length. Flattening her tongue against my shaft she starts to suck and fuck—she sucks me hard and deep, nearly succeeding in taking me all the way. Bobbing her head up and down, she suctions me till more pre-cum leaks onto her mouth, sliding down to run against my throbbing shaft.

  “You keep doing that with your mouth and this will end sooner than either of us like. Moya Krasota, I need inside you.” I pop free of her mouth and the minute that happens, I grab her by the hips. I need her on top of me.

  “Then, what are you waiting for?” She coos, and I don’t hesitate to take what I want. Positioning my cock at her entrance, I ease inside her, loving the way her pussy stretches around the head. I stare at the sight, watching as our bodies join and separate as I glide in and out. Her pussy is so wet for me and I slide right in. Grace’s body was made for mine. Her inner walls clench around my cock as her pussy curves to the shape of me.

  Her breasts move with the circling of her hips, bouncing as she rides me slowly, drawing out every movement, and damn, she is so fucking tight. Nothing has ever felt better, nor been more beautiful. Her gaze stays on mine. She’s right with me. Bucking my hips, I raise up to meet her as she grinds down on me, taking as good as she’s giving. I know she’s close when her body trembles and shakes and her mouth screws into that sexy perfect O pout. I’ve memorized this look, woke up hard to the memory of it, because it is the expression she makes before she gives herself over to the pleasure and comes.

  Slapping her ass, I shoot her a smile then change our positions, rolling her to her back. I loom over Grace, not ready for her to get off not yet. Not until we’re coming together. Teasing at her silken heat, I rub the head of my cock back and forth, getting coated in her juices. She’s fucking soaked for me. “Please,” she chants, arcing so that her back is off the bed in sweet agony.

  “Not yet.” I pull back. “On your knees for me, Moya Krasota. I want behind you.”

  Like a good girl, Grace does as she is told. I trail my fingers down her spine, loving the way her body quakes. Face down, ass up, she’s ready for me when I slam into her, pounding harder and faster. Gripping her shoulder with one hand and her hip with the other I drive into her over and over again, until she cries out. Wrapping the hand I had on her shoulder in her hair, I draw her head back, pulling her upright to claim her lips.

  “I love you, Grace.”

  “Love… you… too… Victor,” she breathes out taking every thrust I give her and loving it.

  “Come on my cock, show me who owns your pussy,” I growl in her ear, biting down on the lobe. That’s enough to send her over the edge and only then to I let myself go, coating her womb with jet after jet of my cum.

  Collapsing next to her, I trace circles along her sweat slicked skin. “If I had known it was going to be like this between us…I would have said yes that first night at dinner,” she says, making me laugh.

  “This is only the beginning of our forever.” I seal my promise with a kiss.

  Epilogue Two

  Victor

  Seven Months Later

  “I wasn’t sure you’d pull it off.” Charlie chuckles.

  “I knew the moment I first saw her.”

  “I think you and Nikolai were dropped on your head at birth,” my brother Mikal says with a smirk, as Andrey laughs.

  “You say that now, but when you meet the one you just know. Just like Nikolai did with Gabby, I knew Grace was meant to be my wife.”

  They can roll their eyes all they want, but it’s true.

  “Not happening,” they say in unison.

  “Just wait,” Nikolai murmurs and he and I share a grin. Mikal and Andrey would be blessed to find the happiness that we have.

  “Do you have the rings?” I question Nikolai for the tenth time. I’m not nervous. I merely want this day to be perfect for Grace. She deserves the best, and I want to be the one who gives her everything her heart desires.

  “Right here.” He slaps against his pocket, then checks his watch. “It’s time.”

  Charlie punches me in the shoulder and leaves to escort Grace down the aisle. I know she wishes her father could be here. The wedding planner reserved a seat for him in the front with an in memory of photo in his honor. I didn’t know the man personally, but he was Grace’s father. Even though he made some mistakes along the way, those choices led me to his daughter. Otherwise I may have ended up in a loveless marriage of convenience.

  I leave the room I dressed in and make my way to the front of the altar. My brothers escort some of Grace’s friends serving as bridesmaids down the aisle. The ceremony can’t move fast enough for me. All I want is her to be officially my wife. The wedding march plays and when the double doors open to reveal the love of my life, she takes my breath away. Grace is fit to be royalty. She is my queen and she definitely makes me feel as if I’m her king, and six months from now she will give birth to our little prince or princess.

  Grace

  “Are you ready? It’s time.” Charles questions, holding his arm out to me as the grand march sounds, signaling that it’s my turn.

  I nod. I am ready…I just wish my father could be here to walk me down the aisle. I can only hope that he is proud and smiling down on me on the biggest day of my life. Today I am marrying Victor Serepova. Not because he bought me…though outsiders might see it that way. On paper it looks like a business investment for him, but it goes much deeper than that. I know he loves me. He shows me every single day. Every morning the man wakes me up inside me or has his head buried between my legs. Well, he did until my morning sickness started waking me up first. I’m not that far along, just a few months. My baby bump hasn’t even started to form really, but already Victor is so protective of me and our unborn child or
children. Apparently twins run in his family.

  His brothers Andrey and Mikal are fraternal. They are both eligible bachelors and on the prowl. I am sure every single woman in the church will be vying for their attention.

  Charles takes my arm and I suck in a breath, as the double doors to the church open. There are hundreds of guests here today for our union, but I only have eyes for Victor, looking like my real prince charming standing at the other end of the pink carpet waiting for me in his tuxedo. I hear faint murmurs about how gorgeous my dress is, but I tune all the chatter out, only focused on making it to the altar without tripping over my own feet.

  “Who gives this woman in marriage?’ The priest asks, looking at Charles.

  “I do,” he states proudly handing me off to Victor.

  Gabby, Nikolai’s wife takes my flowers to hold so I can join hands with my man.

  “You look stunning, Moya Krasota.” He mouths the words and leans in, giving me a loving kiss on my forehead. I close my eyes as the joy and happiness threaten to overwhelm me. I love this man with all of my heart and he proves to me every day that he loves me the same way.

  As he slides the ring on my finger, and his steady voice whispers, “I do,” with so much emotion that tears sting at my eyes, I meet his gaze secure in the knowledge that I’m getting my happily ever after.

  The End.

  Bonus Epilogue

  Mikal

  “What are you looking at, brother?” Andrey asks me and I frown, because I don’t want his interruption.

  “My future.”

  “What does that mean?” He laughs, not taking me seriously. Of the two of us, Andrey is the one who is always the life of the party, making people laugh and at ease. I am not as uptight as my older brothers, but I’m not as free as Andrey either.

  “It has happened,” I tell him, not bothering to hide the astonishment in my voice.

  “It?” he asks, the humor slowly leaving him as he inches closer following my gaze. It’s because he knows what I’m talking about. As much as we have joked about it with our brothers, both of us have secretly been hoping that we find the woman who will complete us just as our brother Nikolai and now Victor have. “The blonde?” he asks, sounding mildly hopeful.

  I blink and search for a moment, because I wasn’t even aware there was a blonde there talking to my woman…my future.

  “Hеt,” I growl in Russian. “The beautiful woman with the color of liquid fire.”

  “It can’t be,” he denies me and finally my gaze pulls away from her to look at him. His face is full of awe and shock.

  “It is,” I insist, wondering if he knows this girl and feels she isn’t worthy of being in our family. It doesn’t matter what he says, I’m claiming her either way and I rarely go against my brother.

  “It can’t be, Mikal, because I am going to claim her as my own,” he says, his gaze going back to her as if he can’t help himself, but then I do the same—because neither can I.

  “I saw her first,” I warn him.

  “It doesn’t matter,” he growls, his tone showing me that there is no argument.

  “Then may the best man win,” I tell him.

  “I plan on it,” he counters, but I shake it off. The woman picks that moment to throw her head back and laugh at something Gabby says and my cock feels like it’s going to suffocate in my jeans. I have to have her. Never have I felt like this. Never.

  “She is mine, brother,” we say in unison, causing us to turn at look at each other. Our words nothing more than a declaration of war…

  Also by L. Nicole

  Bad Boy Billionaires

  The Billionaire’s Christmas Bride

  The Billionaire’s Purchased Wife

  Her Dirty Billionaires

  Happy Endings

  (Fairytale Series)

  Stroke of Midnight

  Shipwrecked

  His Plain Jane

  Beauty and the Boss

  About the Author

  L. Nicole loves to write about Alpha men who have one thing and one thing only on their mind—their women. She creates stories with alpha men who will stop at nothing to claim the woman they love.

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