25

Weeks transitioned into months. Viktor kept training, harder and harder. He let nothing get in his way. Every morning, before the sun came up, I'd feel his lips kiss the side of my head and when the sun went down I would be taken by sleep. Viktor had a key to my place. I always expected him to just sleep at his father's apartment. It would make sense to. But every night close to midnight, I would hear the door open, the shower running, and then feel his body pull me into his for another kiss to my forehead. We exchanged a few seconds of conversation of out the other's day was before letting the sleep take us.

Our routine was just like this and I understood. I did make sure however to ask him how he was feeling when we talked on the phone. Sometimes he feels angry, sometimes he felt lost. He was constantly having to fight to win and then this happens and he feels he is going to lose everything, lose me. I assured him I was not going anywhere. However, paparazzi started to follow me when I was out, trying to get pictures of me, reporters approaching me at the stores asking me questions about Viktor's upcoming fights and our future wedding. Most of the questions jumped back to my father and Ivan and if I felt shame for being with Viktor.

Viktor definitely did not like that.

"I think you should look at getting a new place." Viktor said as I spoke with him for the few minutes on the phone.

"And go where, the news will find me regardless." I said.

"And if people see the news and know where you live they could try something. I don't want anyone trying to break in especially when I am not home." he said.

"Well how about we get a house? It was our plan initially." I replied. 'Before we lost the twins' I wanted to add.

"I think that's a good idea. I have to get back to training. I will see you tonight. Love you." he said.

"Love you too." I replied and hung up the phone. I tried to wait up for him tonight, but ended up passing out after eleven. The next day, while he was out, I just sat on the living room floor looking at the pile of polaroid pictures of my family. Maybe I should make a family tree and then paint a real tree of our family. Not hard honestly. Some would say it was a tainted tree what with Alexander being the child of both a Creed and a Drago. I actually did take out a sheet of paper and drew lines. My dad and his wife Mary Ann did not have children. I wondered what she was like. Then there was Aunt Alicia who had Alexander. I drew a line to Ivan and then put he and his ex-wife Ludmilla. Viktor came next out of them.

It felt good to draw a separate line from our mom to connect to our dad. It meant there was no way we were related. I think I would enjoy making this family tree. It was around five when Viktor came in, his bag over his shoulder. He was in sweats and a large hoodie. I glanced up at him from the floor, Rihanna's Umbrella playing on my small blue tooth speaker in the kitchen. I smiled.

"Home early?" I asked and he nodded.

"Da." he said coming over to me. I raised my head so he could peck my lips and moved to my room to shower.

"There is food in the fridge if you are hungry." I called out to him before he disappeared into the room. I knew he was tired. I remained on the floor sketching the tree out wondering if I should draw faces of everyone or just write their names in cursive. Now that I thought of I don't think I wanted to draw Ludmilla's face. I heard the shower cut off as I was used to hearing. Then I would hear Viktor moving about the room. Our of my peripheral I could see a figure standing in the door way, but I didn't bring attention to it, until a fist lightly hit the door to catch my attention. I turned and felt my breath catch immediately in my throat. Viktor was just standing there, his arms up and against the doorway, exposing his entire bare form to me. Pure muscle stared back at me and my eyes traveled down to the stiff erection that stared right back at me.

"Do you still want me, my love?" he asked, his voice laced with lust and hints of worry. It had been quite a while since we were intimate. We didn't really do anything even when I was pregnant. But it was not his body that aroused me. If anything, that was the second thing. The first were his eyes, longing for me, wanting me still even after everything we have been through. He still wanted me even when I did not love myself after what happened. I placed my pad and pencil down and got up and moved over to him. He looked down at me as I stood right before him, eyes softening now.

"Forever and always." I replied lightly, leaning up to kiss him heatedly. He responded leaning into me, wrapping his arms around me and pulling him in so our bodies connected. Our mouths opened immediately so our tongues could meet. Even now, my body was igniting just being against him. I feel him pull me inside the room before reaching over and grabbing my bottom and hoisting me up in the air. I held on to him our eyes staring at each other with growing excitement. He carried me to the bed and gently he lied me down and lied on top of me. He smelled so nice and it awoke more of my senses. His face dipped into my neck and I felt his tongue licking over my flesh. My eyes closed and my chest was beginning to move up and down quickly to match my panting. I let out a soft moan as I feel him gently rubbing his groin against mine. While he kissed and sucked on my neck, I felt his hands moving between our bodies to first pull my shirt over my head.

I wasn't wearing anything under it so his hands had full access my chest. His hands gently cupped my breasts as his mouth found mine again. He let out gentle groans as my legs spread and he had more access to grind against me. I wrapped my arms around him feeling him against my crotch. The only thing that stopped us was my shorts. I hurried to pull them down and wiggle out of them. I got my left foot out of them and then my right, once Viktor lifted up just enough for my foot to flick it onto the floor.

Viktor lied back on top of me now, our bare bodies officially touching. I gave a sigh of content as his forehead pressed into mine, his eyes looking at me intensely. I parted my legs further for him and in seconds I feel the head of his cock at my entrance pushing right into me. We both gasp as he moves fully inside me. I closed my eyes for a second feeling the tightness once more in body stretching. I feel his hand curl into mine and bring it upward, so I opened my eyes to see him bringing my hand to his lips so he could kiss my knuckles. I smiled lovingly up at him and moan out again once he starts to move. The tightness is still there, but my walls are ringing uncontrollably now. He starts out slow, inch by inch moving inside me and reawakening my body. My hips began to meet his thrusts, our light pants mixing into one another.

After a few seconds he picks up the pace immediately, the bed creaking swiftly with the speed. I hold on to him tighter, my moans growing louder and harder as he hits the sweet spots inside me that makes the throbbing increase inside me. I feel one hand curl into my hair as my legs tighten around his hips. He grunts and groans into my shoulder as he thrusts harder inside me. God he felt incredible inside me. The room starts to fill different noises now combined from the pleasure we both felt.

Viktor rolled us over, holding onto my thighs as he did so. Now I was on top of him, hair wild over my face now. I could see him through a few curls. My hips moved immediately while our hands curled into each other. I started to bounce my hips on his with some help from his own hips moving up into me. I panted heavily and loudly, my head falling back in utter bliss. I could hear Halsey's Without Me playing in the kitchen. Our eyes locked immediately now, the lust over taking us all.

"I said I'd catch you if you fall. And if they laugh then fuck 'em all. And then I got you off your knees. Put you right back on your feet. Just so you could take advantage of me."

Viktor's jaw tightens as he lets out deep breaths of pleasure. His head falls back as he melts into the pleasure from me riding him. It was so sexy. My right hand leaves his to move down my stomach to my clit. But he beats me to it. His hand finds my clit and with his thumb he starts to rub against me, making the fire burn hard inside me. I cry out feeling sparks of electricity erupting from deep inside my vagina. He smirks as he keeps panting watching my face over flow with pleasure. I'm so close and my increase in moans and pants let him know this. So he grips my hips firmly almost stopping me from moving as he just thrusts hard and wild into me. I'm seeing stars now as my head falls back and I let out a loud and hard moan as my vagina is popping hard and fast. He keeps going however, thrusting up into me until he finds his release and pours himself into me.

I whimper gently feeling exhausted already. He takes my hands gently and pulls me down so that I rest on his chest. We panted against each other and I listened to his heart beat in silence while his hands wrapped around my back.

"Do you want a grand wedding?" he asked quietly. I shook my head.

"No. I would want my friends and family to attend. We find a nice place here to married at." I replied looking up at him resting my chin on his face. "What do you want?"

He looked up at the ceiling in thought.

"I just want it to be perfect. I never been married before so I don't know what I want as long as I get to say I do to you, that's what matters." he said. I nodded nuzzling his flesh in thought of his words.

"How about Radisson Blu Resort Bukovel. We get married in the mountains." I said. His eyes popped almost filling with excitement as he looked down at me.

"Yes. Perfect! We invite our friends and family and do it there." he said happily and I smiled happy he agreed.

"And even though it does not need to be said, your father is invited." I said. He looked at me more sincerely now before nodding and hugging me close to him.