EroticReverie

Audrey

The next thirty nine hours and seventeen minutes are a hell I never went to live again. I'd cum so hard on the phone with Maksim, and couldnt help myself but to fucking sob like a baby afterward as he consoled me through the phone. I'd been a bitch to him all week. He knew me well enough to know I didn't mean it, that I'd do anything for him, including suffering through the scary two days of him not being right by my side. Maybe it was unhealthy the attatchment I had to him, not being able to function, not being able to take a full breath without him by me. But I dont care, because I'd rather be sick with love for him that to have to live without him. 

He should be home soon, I told Harry and Tony to go out back of Maksim's mansion , told them to make themselves busy with a grounds sweep or something while I prepared myself just as Maks had asked me to. 

I'm in a lavender lingerie set, my hair piled up on my head in a strategically worked messy bun, pieces spilling out, a few strands framing my face. It's a shelf bra, and crotchless panty set. My tits sit out, the underwire and barely there cup, showing off my nipples and upper half of my breasts. I hear a car door, my pulse pounding as I push myself up on the foyer table, leaning back, legs dangling over the edge, posing my body, legs spread, biting my lip with excitement, hearing another car door. And another....and another...

Immediately I worry that Maksim is returning home with people, forgetting what he told me he wanted me to be doing when he got back. I go to push off the table, and I'm jolted by the sound of a gunshot. 

I freeze. Everything floods back to me. Maks bleeding out in my arms as I scream , Maks almost dying. Maks. I hear muffled shouting. Running to the front door, I look out the side window. A bunch of men I don't know, holding guns. Tony.....on the ground, a guy standing over him, with a gun aimed at his head. 

"No" I gasp, shaking my head, my eyes surveying the men , some, moving around the house, some coming up the steps. 

"NO" I cry to myself. Turning as another gunshot rings through the air, and I wonder if it's in Tony's head, or if they found Harry. Another gun shot,another, as I run through the house, to Maks's study. Ripping open the cabinet as I hear the front door burst open, several foot steps coming. My hands shaking as I take two of ones with silencers already on, knowing they're loaded , and I creep with shaking hands to the closet. If there was just one guy, or maybe two...I'd stand a chance to just go out there and put a fucking bullet in their heads. But there were at least seven of them. 

"AUDREY" a male voice shouts. I whimper.

"Find her" a voice growls loudly, several foot steps barging through Maksim's home...our home....I squeeze my eyes shut, hoping it all a bad dream, that this isn't happening. Squeezing them shut and praying that Maksim is safe, that he's fine, that even if something happens to me, he'll be fine. He has to be fine. 

There's angry Russian voices calling out different words as they clear the place. My hands shaking as foot steps come closer towards the study. The door is kicked open and I flinch, but I raise both weapons, fingers on the triggers. Bless the surprise of a fucking man finding a half naked woman, tits out with two guns in her hands.

"Fuck you" I snarl, right as I pull the trigger. A bullet hitting him square between the eyes, his large body dropping like stone, the clatter of his own gun skidding into the hall as he falls.

"DOWN HERE!" A voice yells. "ONE DOWN!" a voice nearby yells as he slides up to the door, and I can see the slight peek of his head as he starts to clear the room, but he chooses to check the wrong side first. I blow a bullet right through the side of his head. Another body collapsing. 

There's shouting, so much shouting as I stare wide eyed at the two bodies on the study floor.

There's more angry Russian yelling as I stand there, weapons aimed at the ready, pointed towards the door, fucking waiting, cornered with nowhere to go. 

"SHES IN THERE!" one yells.

There's more yelling, rapid gun fire. I flinch, wincing as it continues, shouting, my eyes blinking, hands shaking as I listen to what sounds like the fuckers shooting one another and fighting themselves. 

So many voices shouting, sounds of men being shot, groaning in pain, and sounds of punches and grunts and more gun fire. I stand there, panting, wobbly arms, held out as I aim for the door, my eyes scanning that open doorway for sign of another fucker to take my shooting lessons out on. 

"GDE MOYA ZHENA?!" A  voice shouts. I suck in a breath, listening again through the other voices shouting, through another gunshot. 

The voice comes again. "WHERE IS MY FUCKING WIFE?!" 

Tears fill my eyes, my heart beating so fucking hard I can barely hear him. 

"AUDREY!" he yells. It's him. 

"Maks!" I scream. "MAKS!" I run to the door , both weapons in hand and he calls me again.

I step over the two dead men , bolting over them and into the hall, hands lowered slightly, as Maks comes to halt, eyes wide. 

"Maks!" I scream as I run to him. 

"Oh.." I hear a voice from behind him, two guys looking down the hall after Maks, guarding him. 

I run, weapons in hand, Maks holding his arms open as I lift my arms, jumping up into his arms, throwing my arms around him as someone yells it's all clear and Maks's arms wrap around me, his own gun in hand , squeezing me tight as I'm lifted off my toes and bury my face  into his neck. 

"are you okay, tell me your okay" he growls, one hand grasping the back of my head, the other arm slung around my lower back. 

"I'm fine, i'm fine, are you okay?" I breathe hard  into his neck. 

"I'm fine" he exhales harshly. Kissing the side of my head as I shake in his arms. 

"uh boss" one guy says. 

"Clear the bodies, take care of it." Maks snarls and then reaches his hand on my head, down, and then grabs my ass, and lifts me highers, I wrap my legs around him. 

Maks steps over the two men, carrying me back into the study, sitting me down, taking out weapons, sliding the safetys on and putting them on the side of the desk, before coming back to me and then standing in front of me, grabbing my face. 

I grab him, pulling him to me, kissing him hard.

"fuck you, you never leaving me again Maksim" I say, to fucking scared, too shocked to fucking cry, just fucking shaking as I grab his suit jacket.

"I'm going to have to kill those two men that were behind me." he says.

"What? ARe they...are they not...are they with those other guys?" I ask, my eyes blinking up at him, my panicked stare going to the door.

"No...they're with me....but they just saw my wife , standing there with two weapons in her hands...nearly naked..." he says and I look down, and back up at him. I'm pretty sure I can hear both of our hearts racing with adrenaline. 

"You killed those two." he says, without even gesturing to the two dead men behind us. 

I nod. His nostrils flare, he turns his head, assessing them.

"Right between the eyes.....the other right in the temple..." he says.

"who are they Maksim?" I ask.

"We'll talk about that later" he says and turns back to me, and looks at me, my brows pinching. 

"Later? Um, how about right fucking now?" I say and he shakes his head, reaching down, unbuckling his belt. I look down. 

"You cant be fucking serious right now" I say angrily, but jesus christ. Maksim lowers that zipper, pushing his pants down just enough to draw his cock out.

"My wife, just killed two fucking men, weilding two weapons, while wearing lingerie, ...yeah...i'm serious right now Lavender....it's been forty eight fucking hours...i'm fucking my pretty little badass wife." he says and grabs my thighs and pushes them apart.

"you're not really going to kill those men for seeing me naked are you?" I ask as Maksim smirks. 

"I havent decided" he says and then grabs my ass, pulling me closer to the edge, my hands going up and behind his neck as his cock pushes against my pussy, and then pounds into me. I let out a scream. Maksim groaning loudly. 

There's no slow build up, no time to let my pussy remember just how fucking thick and long his dick is after two days without it, Maksim rips into me, pounding into me as I scream, giving it to me with vicious groans and rough hands. One grabbing my hair, angling my head back, his mouth crashing on mine, the other around my lower back, as I grab his suit jacket in one hand, my other still behind his neck as I take what he gives me, every inch.

I scream loudly, calling his name, begging for a mercy I dont really want. My body jostled with each thrust, his arm holding me tighter, holding me to him as he drills into me again and again. Maksim kisses me hard, groaning into my mouth, panting hard as he then grabs my torso, thumbs over my ribcage as he keeps fucking me, leaning me back and laying me over the desk, throwing my legs up and over his shoulders, leaning over me, bending me in half as he slams home, his cock pounding against my cervix, and I groan into his mouth, panting, my hands going to his hair, grabbing it.  

My eyes on his. 

"I'm never leaving you again" he pants. 

"I will shoot you myself if you try" I threaten and he groans.

"I'll understand" he grins, thrusting deeper, making me scream out, back arching. 

There were two men bleeding on the floor,a  house full of bodies currently being dragged from the site, and Maksim, is buried deep inside me, cumming hard as he grunts, slamming his hips into me. His hands grabbing me , to keep me from being knocked clear off the other side of the deck , his mouth covering mine as he groans , breathing heavily. 

"I'm not made for this life Maksim..." I pant as he kisses down my neck. 

"the two dead men on our floor say otherwise" he hums on my neck and I whimper.

"i can kill a hundred men for you Maksim....it's the worrying about you that's the hard part"  I breathe.

"fuck" he groans. "that's the sexiest thing i've ever heard" 

"I'm serious" I say, grabbing his face, making him lift it, his hips thrusting slowly , as he starts up again, never just once with him, always at least twice. 

"you cant just keep fucking me....we need to talk" I say.

He groans. "We'll talk when im done fucking  your little man killer pussy" 

"jesus Maksim" I pant as he thrusts into me deep. 

He chuckles against my mouth, kissing me deeply, I moan softly, grabbing his face, hissing as he thrusts harder.

"Maks" I breathe, eyes on his. 

"I love you more than anything......but i can't do this....i can't keep doing-" He shuts me up with a kiss. 

"Maks, I mean it I cant deal with-"

I hold onto his, my hands going to his back, clawing at his suit jacket as he kisses me, tongue in my mouth, thrusting deep inside of me. My body rocking against the desk. 

"Maks" I pant, tearing my mouth from his. 

"We'll talk later Audrey...i dont want to think about any of it right now....i just want to fuck my wife" he growls. 

It was eating away at me now, being pregnant, needing him to know, right now....that it wasnt just him and me now to worry about...needing him to know that I meant what I said...i loved him and would do anything for him...but a baby....i needed him to know that  I wouldnt live like this....i wouldnt have his baby and bring it into this life ....

"I'm pregnant." I blurt the words. 

Maks freezes, slowly lifting, hovering over me. Looking at me, his brows pinching.

"What?" he asks. 

I swallow. Chest heaving with a large breath. 

"I'm pregnant." I say again. Maks eyes drop down between us to my stomach and then look back up. 

"I took the test....the night you told me you had to leave...I was going to tell you...then we fought....and then I didnt want to tell you when you were going to be leaving and have you worry ....and....I....I .....say something...jesus...say something" I feel tears prick my eyes.

Maks looks at me his brows furrowed slightly, he cups my face, bringing his mouth my forhead, kissing it, and kissing it again, then down my face, over my cheeks and my mouth. 

My cheeks are wet, but I realize it's not my tears. When Maks pulls away, his eyes are filled with tears, his cheeks wet, a smile on his face. 

"We have a baby?" he asks, his deep voice, cracking. 

I nod. 

"We have a baby." he says and blinks, and his blue eyes are shining even brighter than ever as he cries, smiling. 

I smile, my own tears filling my eyes. "Yeah" 

Maks leans in, kissing me, holding my face , pressing his mouth to mine. 

"you're the mother of my child" he groans. I nod, legs wrapping around him. 

" I am" I breathe hard , gasping as Maksim thrusts into me. 

"We made a baby together" he groans. 

"yess" I hiss and my pussy clenches around him. 

I thought me killing a guy...well now more than one guy....turned Maksim on the most. But I'd be wrong.....it's him knowing his baby is inside me that is the end all be all of things that turn him the most. 

"Well talk about everything Audrey, I promise...but fuck...i need you baby...i need you to let me just fuck you, and make love to you...i need you to let me fuck the mother of my child...my wife..." he groans, as if in pain. 

"yes" I answer. because I cant deny him this. I dont want to. 

Maksim makes love to me, there on the desk, all the adrenaline of the events of today, the two victims of my hands still on the fucking floor, the news I've given him, all of it driving us mad. 

And being made love to....while there's two dead bodies behind my husband...is just one of the many things I can add to the list of crazy things that have happened since meeting Maksim. 

 "Can we have another one, right after this one?" he groans and I have laugh half moan. 

"there's a lot to talk about Maks" I moan as his dick slips through my wetness, deep and hard, thrusting himself into me over and over. 

"just say yes Audrey" he groans. 

"say i get to give you another one" he grunts, thrusting harder. 

"then say you're done with the Bratva" I reply. 

Maksim thrusts harder. "Audrey" he growls. 

"you want me to make promises? then make me the one I want Maks..." I say, grabbing his hair, kissing him. "Tell me you're done" 

Maks kisses me, ........and kisses me....thrusting, groaning against my mouth. But makes no promises...and when I start to cry.....Maks just keeps kissing me, kissing me until he cums again inside me. 

When he's done, he hands me his jacket. I take it, without a word and wrap myself up in it, Maks, takes me upstairs. Kisses my forehead as I still swipe away tears. 

"We'll talk when I'm done. We'll talk about everything." he says, kissing my forehead. 

I want to argue, say something , but I'm so fucking tired. I just turn, and crawl onto the bed, grab a pillow and cry into it. Maksim standing there watching me. A heavy sigh leaving him. 

A second later. I hear him talking, not to me. 

"I'm going to be awhile...you're in charge right now. I dont care what happens, nobody calls me...nobody comes upstairs and bothers me....if any of you knock on my door or call my phones, I'll shoot your cocks off." then I hear Maksim walking over, getting on his side of the bed. 

"Come here Lavender." he says and I shake my head, crying with my back turned to him. 

"Come here." he says, reaching over, grabbing me around the waist and dragging me up against him, curling himself around me. 

He kisses the back of my head, and then tucks stray hairs behind my ears, nestling his face at the side of my head, kissing below my ear along my neck. 

"Let's talk then Mrs. Petrov." he says quietly.