His lips twitch but he nods in agreement. “Okay.”
“Good, now, please can we go home?” I plead with him, as I press closer to his body.
“Malenkaya.” His words are stern but his eyes light up. “You heard the doctor, if everything is okay, then tomorrow I’ll take you home.”
I bite my lip at his promise, the longing in his eyes is enough to tell me exactly what he plans to do to me.
“You want something, dorogaya?” he teases me. He damn well knows what I need.
I grin, that’s okay, two can play this game. “What I want,” I whisper huskily. “Is something that you wouldn’t appreciate your men hearing.”
His lips thin as his eyes darken so that they’re almost black. “Now, malenkaya, you’ll pay for that tomorrow.” Heat pools between my thighs and I squirm. “Moya prekrasnaya malenkaya shlyushka, tomorrow can’t come soon enough.” (My beautiful little whore.)
I bite my lip to stop the whimper from escaping. God, I love it when he calls me his beautiful little whore. “Tomorrow,” I reply as I press a kiss to his lips. “Ya lublu tebya,” I say with a yawn as exhaustion hits me like a freight train. (I love you.)
He returns the kiss, this time he deepens it until I’m breathless and clinging to him. “Ya lublu tebya, dorogaya.” He gets to his feet and peers down at me. “Rest now, malenkaya.”
He helps me lie back down and covers me with the sheets. I watch as he takes a seat beside me, his hand engulfing mine. “Sleep, Lena, I’ll be here when you wake.”
I close my eyes and all I can think of as sleep claims me is how happy I am, truly happy, something I don’t think I’ve ever felt before. That the love I have for Nikolai is unmatched and I know that it’s my forever love.