sex-me boss.

Three months later, the Dixon family was back together, the two brothers and the only remaining mother. On their return to Russia, everything had happened very quickly, and Vlad had finally adapted to his new mom and dad. Gina had been happy to see them again.

It was finally the big day for Elena and Finn, their wedding day. All their families were present. Elena was getting ready with the girls for the ceremony. She was already late because of her temper tantrums, but that didn’t mean it was stopping. It looked like it was only getting worse.

-It’s about time you put on your dress, Elena. You’re beautiful, you know.

-I don’t want to go anymore, so I thought one of you could wear this dress. Kira can wear it. After all, she’s getting married to Dimitri, isn’t she?

Olivia realized it was going to happen all over again. It had taken them a long time to convince her to accept make-up because they’d spent the night at the girls’ mansion while all the men had spent the night at Dimitri’s mansion. Elena hadn’t stopped asking for Finn all night and it hadn’t been easy for her to get any sleep.

-What do you want, Elena?

-Finn to come. We can always postpone the wedding and get married in a year or even ten.

-What about your guests?

-but they’ll understand, or if they don’t, Dimitri can just point his gun at their heads and make them bow.

Maggie and Olivia were laughing, while Kira huffed and puffed. Here her cousin was thinking of her fiance, and she couldn’t blame her, that was Dimitri Savoski’s job, pointing his nine-millimeter at people.

-I don’t care, I don’t want to get married anymore.

-Not at all, or don’t you want to marry Finn?

-Girls, you don’t know what that man did to me. He forced me to marry him and I’m afraid I’ll regret it, I assure you. He’d have you believe he’s a saint, but he’s not. Of course I love him and I’d like to marry him, but he forced me anyway, don’t you understand? please tell me you believe me. If I decide to run away, you’ll help me, won’t you?

At the same time as she was making this tirade, Kira had called Finn to ask him to help calm her down, and when she’d started talking like this without realizing it, he’d stayed silent for her to finish. He’d finally hung up because he was sure that if he spoke, she’d say he was stalking her again, and yet that wasn’t the case. If only he’d known, he could have waited a few years.

-It’s all right, little brother, she’ll be all right. She reminds me of Olivia. It wasn’t easy for me when she told me she wanted to have an orgasm without me touching her. I think even Elena’s case is better,” Damon told her.

-And remind me not to impregnate Kira for the next ten years, because right now I don’t think I can take it. I’ll find myself killing my own wife,” said Dimitri under his breath.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Whatever they were saying, it wasn’t helping Finn at all. She didn’t want to get married anymore, and she even had ideas of running away. It wasn’t helping him at all, damn it. He was too crazy about her to let her go.

-You haven’t forced my niece to do anything, Finn Martinov, have you?” John asked menacingly.

-You’re not going to do it yourself. It’s the pregnancy hormones that are bothering her, and I think that if this baby is a boy, he’ll end up being the most feared future Mafioso in Russia, because I can’t stand what he’s putting his mother through.

John opened his eyes wide. He hadn’t thought for a moment that his niece was expecting a baby. He’d noticed when she arrived in Russia that she’d put on weight, but he’d never imagined she was pregnant. Now he understood where her madness was coming from and even felt pity for Finn, who was at his wits’ end.

-It’s okay, Dad, I think I can help her. I’m going back to the manor,” Vlad told him.

-We’re men and that’s why we’re here,” Filip told him.

Dimitri glowered at him before asking Youri to take Vlad to Finn’s mansion. When he left, they began to get ready. If they had to sit around doing nothing, they’d all be late.

An hour later, Elena had finally put on her dress, to the pleas of Yolanda and Vlad. They’d been in front of the church for some time now. Yolanda had left them to accompany Finn down the aisle, and now it was Elena’s turn to be accompanied by her uncle, but the latter was adamant she wouldn’t move. Everyone inside was getting impatient, and John felt obliged to tell Finn what was going on.

-She doesn’t want to come and she’ll end up crying if we insist.

Knowing she was in tears was one last thing he didn’t even want to visualize in his mind. He was about to make a decision he could never have imagined, but he had no choice.

-The wedding’s off,” Finn said, taking the exit.

-But no, Mr. Martinov. I think an outdoor wedding is always a good idea. All you have to do is sit in the car with the door open and I’ll do what needs to be done.

Finn didn’t even know if this was possible. When Damon nodded, he accepted the priest’s proposal. When he settled down, he heard Elena breathe a sigh of relief. He wanted to ask their baby what he wanted.

-We are gathered here today in… no, in front of the house of God to celebrate the eternal marriage of Finn Martinov Dixon and Elena Montoya….

The bride and groom weren’t even listening to what the priest was saying. Elena kept glaring at him as Finn prayed for the ceremony to end as soon as possible. He couldn’t even imagine the ordeal the guests were going through under the sun.

-Do you, Mr. Finn Martinov Dixon, take Miss Elena Montoya to be your lawful wedded wife, to love and protect her, until death do you part?

-Yes, I do,” replied Finn.

-Do you, Miss Elena Montoya, take Mr. Finn Martinov Dixon as your husband, to love and be with him as long as you both shall live?

She remained silent, which began to worry Finn. He sincerely hoped she wasn’t going to leave him hanging when he’d already said “yes”, for God’s sake. Elena passed her hand over his tie and drew him in so that their faces were close before whispering.

-If you cancel the submission contract you made me sign, I’ll say yes, and if you don’t, I’ll love you all my life, but I’ll never say yes in front of a priest.

He understood that it was because of this submission contract that she was so strange. He should have thought of that a little sooner, damn it. He cupped her face and set her on fire languorously. The priest grew impatient, but it was none of his business.

-That doesn’t convince me,” Elena told him, smiling.

-There was never a contract of submission because you were never my submissive. It was a work contract that you signed. It was in Russian and it’s only in the last two months that you’ve learned a few words in Russian.

-You’re not kidding me, are you Finn?

He regretted the reason he’d told her the truth, because it was even more threatening than he could have imagined.

-Mister Priest… no Father, I’ll only say yes to this man if and only if he promises to do prayer sessions with you to get back on the straight and narrow because he’s a sinful man and I’m afraid my children will take their cue from him and especially Vlad, he’ll be able to get a woman to sign a submission contract tomorrow…

Finn put his hand over his mouth to stop her from saying the rest. Damn it, she was going to reveal everything and worse in front of the priest. He wondered what spirit his wife possessed at that moment.

-Yes, I do,” Elena finally said, smiling as if nothing had happened.

After the exchange of vows, the priest declared them husband and wife, and at last the ceremony was over. It was time to return to their party room for what was to come.

-I can’t believe you got her to sign a submission contract,” Damon whispered in Finn’s ear.

-It was Alxei’s Filip’s idea, I assure you.

His two friends heard this and raised their hands to indicate that they knew nothing about it. Finn huffed and went to take his wife’s hand. She was going to pay for everything she’d done to him during the day, because he wasn’t going to let this go.

-And to think that the first time, before I’d even met you, you’d made love to me in my dream.

-I’m about to make love to you again, as if my life depended on it.

She smiled and he entered her with deliberate slowness. His body heat always felt so good, and his moans were the most beautiful melody she’d ever want to hear. Slow strokes of her loins and her wet kisses over and over again, her nails in his pulp intimated him to increase the rhythm until she contracted around his member, driving him too to orgasm. He fell back onto the bed, taking her with him.

-I didn’t hurt the baby, did I?

-He’s perfectly fine.

-I love you, Elena.

-and I like your nothing strokes, it’s… how can I put this…

Finn didn’t let her finish and threw her on the bed. They spent the whole night making love without a care in the world.