A Lifetime With You by Athrhteera

Alena

I was awakened by the soft kiss on my forehead, making me open my eyes to find the same beautiful pair of brown eyes. My eyes wandered around to find the room slightly dark from the blinds being closed and the lights turned off. "Hey, baby." Matteo muttered, touching my face. "Mm, you're back."

"Yeah,

I just took a shower. I missed you,"

"When did you arrive?"

"About thirty minutes ago. Your Mama and Ana just left,"

"Oh, they didn't say goodbye."

He shook his head, "They didn't want to wake you up. You were sound asleep."

I smiled, stretching as I sat up. "What time is it?"

were

He was making his way to the desk, shutting off his laptop before glancing at his wristwatch. I didn't realize I had fallen asleep; it had been happening for a while now ever since I got shot. My body was probably tired and adjusting to changes. "It's almost seven,"

"Can you come over here and give me a proper hug, please?"

He smiled widely before making his way towards me, standing in front of me as I sat on the bed. My arms were wrapped around his waist as he played with the ends of my hair. He was busy caressing my head, soothing and calming me down-it was slowly making me feel at peace.

It felt nice to be surrounded by his warmth.

"Did you miss me that much, Alena?"

"Mm, I missed you so much. You have no idea."

"Okay, good. Because I missed you so much more,"

I looked up into his eyes as he looked down on me, our eyes staring into one another. It felt as if I could stare straight into his soul but that was insane of me. He smelt good because he had just gotten out of the shower, wearing a pair of clean clothes, too.

was

probably looking awful and smelling weird.

"Can you help me with something?" I asked.

"Anything. What is it?"

"I want to take a shower, but I'm scared if it might hurt,"

"Okay, I'll help you out."

Slowly, he helped me out of bed until I could feel my feet on the ground. He held onto my hand as we walked to the bathroom, letting me stand on my own once I managed to stable myself. @89% @89%

"Wait, I'll go get your toiletries." He walked out for a few seconds to come back with my toiletries which consisted of my cleanser, toothbrush, toothpaste, shampoo, and body wash. He closed the door behind him before helping me undress out of the hospital gown. As I stared at myself in the mirror, I was beginning to see color returning to my face-I wasn't as pale as I was yesterday, and it felt nice to look better. Even though I didn't feel as beautiful as when I was well and healthy.

My husband turned on the shower, testing the water temperature before slowly helping me to get inside. He was careful not to let the water touch my bandage as he started to shampoo my hair and wash my body. I started to feel insecure by standing in front of him and letting him run his hands all over me even though we had seen each other naked before but this was different. amerent.

He could see my every flaw, yet he didn't seem to mind.

Besides, I was left with a new scar soon once my wound healed.

Last but not least, he helped me to cleanse my face, but he was even more careful not to let the soap get into my eyes. I was smiling and chuckling the whole time because he looked too focused.

Once we were done, he wrapped me around in a clean towel.

He kissed the back of my shoulder, "There. Do you feel better?"

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It took us about twenty to thirty minutes to finish but I was left feeling better about myself. I didn't experience any pain and Matteo did help me a lot, trying to make the whole process easier. If I was on my own, I could've taken longer. "Thank you." I turned around, looking at him. "You're welcome."

He continued to look down at me, a smile plastered on his face.

I stood on my tiptoes, trying to kiss his lips. Once he saw my struggle, he leaned in to meet my lips. We were kissing each other softly and it made me wanted more. I knew I had missed his touch all over my body, but I needed to be patient. Even though my body was begging for him, I needed to wait.

"Come on, let's get you dressed up back in your beautiful gown and head to bed."

at the word 'beautiful gown' because I knew he was trying to cheer me up even though I hated the gown.

I laughed at I was sitting on the bed, letting him help me dry my hair after I was dressed. I didn't have to do anything on my own ever since I was admitted. Matteo did a good job in showing me he was the perfect husband. He could do a lot of things without complaining, too. "Your must be hungry," he broke the silence.

"A little bit. Did you eat yet?"

"I'll eat with you."

We were sitting on the bed as he started to feed me. I was eating white rice with grilled chicken, and it tasted great, letting me enjoy the meal as I watched the television. It was becoming a boring routine for me at the hospital.

I was excited to be discharged and go home.

"How was your day?"

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"It was fine. I missed you all day."

smiled. "And Sofia?"

He continued to keep quiet for a few seconds before feeding me another spoonful. I watched his every movement as I waited for him to respond but it was taking him longer than expected.

"Matteo?" "She's gone."

Malled

I blinked a few times, trying to search for any emotion on his face or in his eyes but he wasn't expressing anything. He looked empty and expressionless-long gone was the smile plastered on his face earlier. It was like a completely different person. "Gone as in?"

"Dead." You k

killed her?"

"Luca did.

"And how do you feel about that?"

Alena...

Alen

"I'm sorry, I just-"

He sighed, cutting me off. "I feel relieved. Is it bad for me to say that?"

"No,

I don't t 't think so."

"Well, there's guilt but now I know you're safe from her."

Sofia tried to kill me when she broke into the house. Even though Matteo was trying his best to hide away his feelings, it was probably hard for him to deal with. He had to make the hardest decision to kill her. She used to be everything to him. "It wasn't easy on you, was it?"

"But it doesn't bother me, Alena. She tried to kill you and I did the right thing to kill her. That way, she can never get to you. Now, I know you're always safe."

I placed my hand on the side of his face before smiling, "Thank you."

He didn't bother to say anything as he continued to feed me, letting me enjoy my meal. The two of us sat in silence as we watched the television until he was finished feeding me. Then, I was watching him eating his own meal and taking his time. "Mikhail and Alexei were there,"

"Did they say anything to you?"

I was worried if Álexei tried to say bad words to him. Knowing Matteo, he was good at keeping his anger at bay, even though he could easily push him down and hurt him. He was bigger than my brother and of course, he was stronger. But what Matteo told me managed to surprise me.

Papa and Alexei wanted to work together as a team to find the main culprit. They even said they were family now which made me smile-I wanted nothing more than for them to treat Matteo nicely. He was nothing but nice to me and he 10:09

deserved the same treatment from my family, as I did from his family.

I pulled him in for a hug once he was finished telling me.

A few hours had passed, and we were now snuggling close to each other, my eyes were starting to get heavy as I tried to stay awake. I was enjoying my husband's scent and it didn't take me long to slowly fall asleep. "Alena?"

"Mm?" I replied, sleepily.

"I want to thank you."

"For

what?"

"Everything."

I blinked a few times, leaning back to look at his face.

He was staring out in the dark before looking down at me. My eyebrows furrowed at the sight of him because I never expected him to thank me out of the blue.

"What's wrong, Matteo?"

"Nothing. I'm just really grateful you're mine,"

""We're back at this, aren't we?"

"What?"

"The whole 'I'm yours' thing,"

"Well, you are mine."

"Okay, and you're mine?"

"Forever and always."

He pulled me closer, kissing my forehead.

've been doing t that a lot lately."

You've

"If I kissed you on the lips, I'd want more."

chuckled, playfully slapping him on the chest. This man was always thinking, and I knew his mind was never empty. Even when we were laying still, he was still thinking about something.

At least, he was thinking about me. About us.

I didn't think much as I went to kiss his lips, softly and passionately. I was lying if I didn't miss the whole affection with him, but he was holding himself back, too. He was afraid of hurting me even when he was being gentle. , he claimed me in the bathroom right after he was shot, and I had taken the bullet out. It was as if he wasn't even hurt in the first place. Then, when it came to me, he was being too protective.

Yet.

I cupped onto his face, kissing him deeply.

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moan escaped my lips as-qur tongues were playing inside. I had missed the taste of his lips, too. It felt as if I hadn't been with him for weeks or even months when it had only been a couple of days. "Tell me if you're in any pain," he said before slowly lifting my hospital gown.

"Mm, keep going."

My eyes closed shut as my lips parted as soon as his hands reached inside my underwear. The warmth of his hand mixed with my own wetness which caused me to spread my legs further, trying to give him more access.

He knew whenever I was needy, and he was willing to give me everything.

I felt him insert a finger inside me before another moan escaped my lips.

"They'll hear you, baby."

"I can't help myself. It feels whispered, biting softly on my earlobe.

good,"

His free hand was playing with my breasts, squeezing my nipples before continuing to please me. It was an intense feeling, and I couldn't help myself any longer. It didn't even take him long to make me orgasm because within seconds, I was already clenching onto him and letting myself fall into the waves of pleasure.

He managed to shut my moans out by putting his hand over my mouth.

"You're so wet." He pulled his hand away, sucking his fingers and tastin

"Still wet. I want you inside me,"

"I don't want to hurt you."

doesn't hurt. I'll tell you if it does,"

"It does

"Face me."

them.

I did as he told me to, laying on my side and facing him. It was on my uninjured side.

I

I didn't wait for him to untie his sweatpants and once it was undone, I grabbed onto his erection. He was already big and waiting for me-it was making me eager to get a taste of him inside me, despite knowing how full it was going to feel.

One of his hands went down to grab my leg, slightly pull them apart before he slowly positioned himself, thrusting inside me slowly.

I grabbed onto his face; my mouth wide as he stared into my eyes.

He was holding in his moans too as he thrusted inside me, knowing it felt good for him.

We were moving slowly and passionately.

"Look at me." He said, as soon as he saw my eyes were closing.

It was hard to enjoy the pleasure without closing my eyes because it felt too good to be true. We stayed in this position for a couple of minutes before he turned me around, letting me on all fours.

My

back was perked up to him, playfully shaking it which earned myself a soft sp***nk.

I moaned into the pillow as he thrusted inside me, this time he was really deep.

Everything inside me felt as if it was being stretched by him and I loved the feeling. He didn't stop thrusting in and out, but I knew he was still holding himself back and being gentle-he didn't want to hurt me at all. Sun, Oct 20

I kept moaning

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pillow, trying my harde

not to let anyone hear except for us.

I admitted to myself that I could be loud.

"Yes, baby. Feel me stretching you,"

"Mm... you're so f**g deep."

"And you're so f***g tight. Looks like you can't go on a day without being f****d,"

His dirty talks were the highlight of our sex life. I ne

knew I loved being talked that way until I met my husband-he knew what to say and how to say them as he kept trying to please me. Even by his dirty talks, it could make me come.This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

"Who do you belong to, Alena?" He asked, running his hands softly on my back.

"To you."

"And this p****y belongs to who?"

"You." I moaned.

My body was shaking as the pleasure came. I was holding tightly onto the pillow as I buried my face, letting it block my moans. I earned myself another s***k which caused me to moan even louder because I knew it turned him on. loved it whenever he sp***ed me across my bottom, leaving red marks of his hands.

"I'm coming, Alena." "Come inside me,"

Then, he fastened his pace for the next few seconds before I felt something warm inside me. When he came, he was holding onto my hips tightly as if he was afraid, he might fall. He purposely came deep inside me, not letting a single drop go to waste.

I closed my eyes, letting him ride his own pleasure.

I felt him leaning forward before kissing my bare back.

"F***k, you're so s***"

My lips curved up into a smile as I knew he was enjoying the view from behind. My bottom was high up in the air and my core was probably looking red from his thrusts. He was admiring my body, as if it was the first time. Once he had cleaned up, he helped me to clean up as well.

And we were back in our previous position, snuggling close and with our clothes on.

It didn't take us long to fall asleep after kissing each other goodnight for the millionth time.

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