All Chapters of Viktor Blacktop Bride : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Aria POV I couldn’t sleep after the kiss because my mind replayed it. Viktor mouth had been so warm and gentle.It was nothing like I’d imagined or even feared and he actually managed to surprise me every day just as he had done ever since our wedding night.The door creaked open and someone stepped into our bedroom.Opening my eyes, I peered through the gap in the blanket because I had them pulled up to my ears because it made me feel safer that way and I left on the light in the bathroom because the dark still held power over me and I could see Viktor tall form in the warm glow.My cheeks heated when his eyes settled on me because I fled into the bathroom after our kiss, not because of it, though but then I had been embarrassed about breaking down and crying in his arms and I needed time to get a grip on myself.For a man as controlled and emotionless as Viktor, being married to me must be a particular difficult task for him. In the beginning, I was sure my marriage to him was a pun

Aria POV I frowned. I was raised to become a wife and mother. “To be honest, I’ve always only wanted to be a mother,” I said quietly.“I want a family to take care of beautiful kids that fill the house with life and laughter.” Maybe it was something I longed for because I never had a family like that. “That’s okay,” she said with a smile then her brows dipped in thought. “What?”“I’m trying to imagine Viktor as a father and Alexei as an uncle…” she shook her head “…but I just can’t. They aren’t really the family type and I mean they are close as brothers, but otherwise … no.”I knew what she meant. Viktor and his brothers were more than close. They were a unit, It’s us against the world. He’d probably want to keep living with them even if we had kids. Loud-mouthed kids around Alexei? That was definitely something that made me wary but I shrugged.“It’s not like we’ll have kids any time soon.” I pointed at my pancakes. “Would you like some as well? I made more than I can eat.”“I alr

“I actually prefer them in sausage form,” Sergei said with a grin, but he, too, ate a piece of my pizza and stretched out on the sofa, putting his bare feet on Tristan legs, who in turn wrinkled his nose. I know so well Sergei did that to piss Tristan off.“Great, now I have to smell your feet all evening.”I couldn’t help laughing. Viktor gave me a certain type of look and I couldn’t read his expression.Alexei, too, had his eyes on me, and for once he didn’t look pissed or furious, but he, too, made it difficult for me to read his emotions.“How about we watch this fight now?” Alexei said after a moment and turned up the volume.I risked a look at the screen, where a massive man with arms as thick as my thighs was beating up his opponent before throwing him into the cage and I shivered at the rattling of the cage then there was the drunken cheers of the crowd.Viktor reached for my wrist, never taking his eyes off the screen, and I stifled a smile, which died when the giant grabbed

Aria POV Viktor's strong fingers caught the edge of my shirt and slowly eased it higher. The gentle sweep of his thumbs against my skin sent a tremor through my body and without breaking eye contact, he shifted down beside me until his face was level with my midsection.My stomach twisted with nerves but I wanted this. Viktor put his palm against my belly, and my muscles constricted under his touch.“You tell me when you want me to stop.”I nodded and he began moving his thumb, brushing my skin then raising goose bumps all over my body.His eyes trailed from my stomach, down to my black lace panties, then over the length of my legs before they focused on my eyes. “You have a beautiful body,” he said appreciatively.I flushed. “Thank you.”He moved his hand over my belly and dipped his fingertips under the waistband of my panties and when I tensed, he pulled back immediately .Viktor kept his distance from the boundaries that still made me uneasy and instead of venturing any farther,

Viktor POV Aria stared down at her hand wrapped around my softening cock with my cum all over it. She was tense and her expression was impossible for me to read. I sat up, unlocked the handcuff, and gently pried her hand off me then I stood and tugged her along.She followed me without a word into the bathroom, where I turned the water on in the sink on and held her hand under it, washing my cum off. I could only assume it had triggered memories from the past.Her brows drew together, and finally she raised her eyes to mine. “Why did you do that?”I regarded her, trying to read her expression, but it was only puzzled not upset. I dried her hand then curled my fingers around her wrist.Her pulse was fast but not as fast as it was when she was scared. “I assumed you were upset because I came over your hand.”“I wasn’t,” she said quietly.I tilted my head. “Then why did you tense? You looked upset.”“I was stunned and relieved,” she said slowly.“Because I was worried I couldn’t do it.