Nikolai Rykov looked down at his sleeping family and smiled. The life he’d known had changed the day he saw her photo. He wasn’t the brutal, heartless monster Petrov had trained him to be, but he’d become the man who was worthy of the happiness he held in his heart.
His handsome son was wrapped up in Bianca’s arms as they rested from his birth. Little Nikolai was born after a long and arduous delivery. Baby Niko was a big boy, who had his mother’s dark, thick hair and fair skin, but his face was all his father’s. There was nothing he wouldn’t do for them. They were his everything, which made Petrov’s lifetime of lies a little easier to swallow, but he’d almost robbed Nikolai of all the things he had before him.
After searching Petrov’s things, it was clear the man had set to destroy Nikolai even before his father was cold in the grave. He learned all about Petrov’s family’s deaths and the pain the man suffered. What Petrov lost didn’t justify him taking action on the Rykov family, so Nikolai couldn’t hold on to the guilt that had hit him on occasion about the killing.
Nikolai slid the little guy from his mother’s arms, trying not to wake her, but wasn’t successful.
Bianca opened her sleepy eyes groggily and murmured, “Did he wake?”
“No, my dearest love. I wanted to hold my baby. I’m sorry I woke you.”
“It’s okay. How long have I been asleep?”
“Just about three hours.”
“Oh my,” she said with a startle as she tried to sit up too quickly.
With his other hand, he helped his crazy wife before she hurt herself. “What’s the matter, baby?”
“I need to feed our baby.”
“He is still asleep, love.”
“Yes, but he will be hungry soon, and my breasts will get too tender.”
“Do you hurt?” Nikolai said as he looked down at her lovely rack.
“No, but they said that it will start to hurt if I take too long in between feedings.”
“Okay. Come on, my son. It’s time for your meal.” Nikolai laid his boy on his wife’s lap as she pulled down her gown. Once she was ready, Bianca picked up the baby and placed him on her breast. Even in his sleep, Niko knew what to do and sucked out his food. They both smiled as they watched their son.
“Thank you, Bianca. You’re my treasure, and you’ve given me more than I could ever give you.”
“You gave me him too. I love you, my husband.”
Unable to resist, he bent down and kissed her. The kiss was too passionate and intense for the present moment. Nikolai backed away from his wife, hard and aching.
“Is it a bad time to say that I’m feeling really horny right now?”
“Yes, wife. It’s not the time. Tell me about it in six weeks,” Nikolai growled as he adjusted his soon-to-be-neglected cock, while Bianca laughed.
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