Salina stood in the kitchen, opening the oven with a pen between her teeth as she marked important information in the file for Dominik later. He was in a meeting with Lev at the moment, the two of them sat in with 'shitbag' men according to Dominik. So, that meant she wasn't allowed to sit in on it. She didn't necessarily want to sit through that anyway.

Flipping the page as she set the apple pie down, she circled a new paragraph. Music played softly in the background as she moved around, eventually putting the papers down. She stirred the pot on top of the stove when Dominik and Lev finally walked into the kitchen. Salina had heard them but was taken aback as she turned and found Dominik already on top of her.

A kiss was smacked right on her before she could get a hello out. "Mm!" She gripped his button up to hang onto him as her knees weakened. He grinned, holding her up with an arm around her waist. She shouldn't be surprised- Dominik has been clingy. Like more clingy then she ever thought he coud be. Kisses left and right and the groping, god, his hands never freaking settled in one place. When she pulled away for air, he was smirking as he openly checked her out.

Turning to Lev who was leaning against the doorway, looking anywhere but at them, Dominik cupped Salina's face.

"Посмотри на мою красивую жену. Как мне повезло?" The older man didn't want to admit it, but the borderline obsessive glint in Dominik's eyes when he laid them on Salina was mildly concerning.

look at my pretty wife. how lucky am i?

Lev uncrossed his arms and came further into the kitchen once they were done swapping spit. "Очень повезло, уверяю вас."

very lucky, i assure you

Dominik scowled, but was distracted when his wife shoved him away. "You're up my ass, Ivanov." Her tone was playful as she glanced at him over her shoulder.

"Not very ladylike to curse, Salina," Lev grinned playfully. She'd grown to like him as he hung around more since his first introduction. She presumes Dominik hounded everyone away those first weeks of their marriage. He seemed like a big help to Dominik and his work.

"Fuck off," she quipped back right away without even looking at the older man who laughed heartily. Dominik grunted, stepping between the two and pressing his hips into Salina's back.

"You've been cooking," he observed. "And baking."

She hummed in confirmation, "I used to do this a lot when I was younger. It's nice doing it again." Everything had changed as she got older, the past few weeks she's felt at ease- despite the new environment- enough to go back to her roots. Dominik nodded as he rest his head on her shoulder to watch her strain the noodles.

"Lev you can leave," Dominik waved over his shoulder dismissively.

"You're so rude," Salina frowned. "You can stay for lunch, Lev. I made extra." But the man in question shook his head as she glanced over her shoulder at him. "No thank you, hun. The asshole is right I've got some people to see soon. I'll be back around the same time Wednesday. I'll stay then and maybe help you with that recipe I told you about?"

Salina found herself smiling and nodding quicker than she'd like to admit. He bid the two goodbye that Dominik didn't acknowledge his departure as he kissed her collar. Little bruises littered her skin and he dragged his mouth over them proudly.

"I didn't know you could cook like this," he rubbed his hands over her stomach soothingly. He'd been irritated during the meeting dealing with the logistics of making another mafia man look insane and ruining any and all credibility but it would pay off.

"I haven't done anything in a while. You know, my mom and I would make food and eat it at a picnic. That's how I learned to cook. And there were no good picnics without dessert- that's how I learned to bake."

Sensing the dip in her tone at the memories, Dominik tugged his head up. He'd gotten better at reading Salina, the fluctuation of her voice were often a tell tale sign of her moods. This one wasn't one he was familiar with but it was akin to when she sounded upset at him.

His eyes trailed over the food as he thought, "They sound like they were fun." She laughed softly, nodding at his observation. He was still getting used to seeing her like this, so soft. He enjoyed it, it looked good on her. "They were fun, my mom had the best stories. God, I can't believe it's been years since we've had one."

Salina felt Dominik shift her around, interrupting her as she put the sauteed vegetable in with the pasta. "What are you doing in about... a half hour?"

She frowned in thought, finally glancing up at the tall man. "Whatever you're doing I guess. Unless it's boring, then I'll be swimming."

"Okay- we're having a picnic." Then he walked away with his phone up to his ear as he made a call. "Meet me outside with the food, thank you baby," he called over his shoulder as he ordered someone to bring him a basket and blankets in an unreasonable time frame. Salina's jaw was slack, the wooden spoon loose in her hand as it clattered to the ground drawing a startled squeal from her.

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Salina tried to tamper down her grin, looking at the picnic set up in their garden. She'd changed into a sundress and braided her curls down messily, besides her Dominik was still in his work clothes but his shirt had the top four buttons undone as it was warm outside. Her hands pressed to her warm, chocolate cheeks to bring herself back to reality.

"It's so nice," she whispered. Besides her, Dominik felt tempted to press his hand against his thumping heart. Sheepishly, she hugged his arm into her chest. She wouldn't look at his face but she did kiss his tattooed hand. "Thank you."

Clearing his throat, he kissed the top of her head before grazing his hand over her bottom to urge her to sit down. She had packed the basket with what she already made before one of the security men, Sean, took it and presumably filled it with all the snacks and treats that were also in here. Luckily, they were in the shade today and hidden under the magnolia tree. There were many blankets on one large one and throw pillows everywhere.

Dominik was watching her as she sat on her knees and placed everything out, but he wasn't distracted by the food. She looked so fucking pretty in her little pink sundress. The hem of it rode up on her thighs and the strap slid down her shoulder as she moved about. Her face looked flush with the subtle blush she wore and the pink lipgloss that complimented her dark complexion. Her long lashes batted while tasting the icing of a pastry.

"You're staring problem has gotten worse," she held up her finger with more icing on it. "Here, try."

With her finger waving around, he gripped her wrist and licked the icing off. "It's not a problem. I get to look at the prettiest thing on the planet everyday whenever I want to."

"You're just saying that cause you're stuck with me," she shook her head. "But luckily you're pretty easy on the eyes, mon cœur. Les jolies sont toujours folles." Salina tsked as if it was a shame.

my heart. the pretty ones are always crazy

Dominik couldn't help but laugh out loud this time. He hummed, reaching to cup her jaw and bring her in for a long kiss. His tongue greedily grazing her pouty bottom lip to lick off her too-tempting strawberry gloss. Salina sighed while leaning forward on her knees as he laid on his side, his elbow propping himself up. Her hand fell besides his head to keep herself steady as the kiss deepened.

Low grunts and groans echoed from his chest against her mouth as he shifted his grip to the back of her mouth. Salina's mind went fuzzy just like it always did when he kissed her. It was such a dichotomy from how her brain was never once quiet and she always had something to ponder. But with Dominik, his touch sent a wave of what she is reluctant to call peace through her.

His grip tightened on her skull as he growled, biting her lip.

Well- peace and something purely animalistic through her. When they parted to take gasping breaths, Dominik was still so close she could feel the smirk spreading across his mouth. "Vous devez être la plus folle d'entre elles alors, ma chère."

you must be the craziest of them all then, my dear

Salina's eyes slowly widened. A beat of silence permeated the air before she slapped his arm silly. "You knew! You knew this whole time Dominik Aleksandr Ivanov! You ass!"

Dominik couldn't help but bark out his laughter as she squealed in dismay, "What you don't want to call me your cute nickname today? What was it- my pig- that you came up with?"

"Ugh! I can't believe you, good married couples aren't supposed to have any secrets." Her arms crossed as she completely turned away from him. Still chuckling, he tugged her down to lay her head against his stomach. "You're funny," he snickered. Salina couldn't stay mad for long as she turned her head to stare up at him. Even from what would be an unflattering angle for other's he still looked godly as he rest his forearm over his eyes. The two laid against the blanket, Dominik draping his other arm across her chest as she laid horizontally across his.

"Thank you for this, even if you've just admitted to lying for two months about what languages you know," she poked his side. Dominik huffed a bit but trailed his hands over her ribs.

"We'll agree to disagree." Salina toyed with his left hand, spinning his ring and tracing the Russian words on his knuckles.

"I wish my mom could have been at our wedding," Salina blurted as the light caught on his gold band. "I think she'd like you."

Dominik was taken aback by the topic but didn't show it. Very little was known on her mother, she practically went off the grid when Salina was young. "I'm not sure about that."

"If she could see us right now, she'd like you." Salina was sure of it.

Sighing a bit, he tried not to move under her as he didn't want her uncomfortable. "Whens the last time you talked to her?" Nobody knew the answer to that, he'd done his research before the engagement of course and didn't find shit on her which was telling.

Humming as she closed her eyes, she began to answer. "My 18th birthday she called. Um, my dad wiped everything about her. I know you probably tried to get all that information before but I don't think you'd find it. Her names Elodie, I loved her name I thought it was so cute. We were really close, we did the picnics, we did our hair together, matching outfits dressed to the nines. I was so spoiled."

She brushed her curls out of her eyes, she glanced up to see Dominik had pillowed his head with his arm so he could look down at her. He spared her a smirk, "You still are, baby."

Snorting, Salina nipped at his finger since she still had his hand in her grasp. "As I should be." Dominik nodded once in firm agreement.

Then, he watched as her smile turned to a sad one. He could tell by the furrow of her brow. Her tongue ran over her teeth, "She left when I was seven. Something about not being able to stay involved with a mafia man. Don't ask me what changed because I'm not sure. I don't know what could make someone change so quickly, like day and night. And leave their daughter all at the same time, if my dad was really that bad then why would she leave me with him?" She paused for a moment, "Either way, my dad was never the same. He loved her so much, he still hasn't dated since. My dad got rid of the files because it was the last thing he could really do for her, ya know? He said if she really truly wanted out of this life then he'd make it so nobody could find her after."

Salina turned onto her stomach, toying with the buttons of Dominik's shirt. "She called on what I'm assuming were 'milestone' birthdays. From an unknown number always. My 13th, 16th, and I haven't gotten one since my 18th."

She didn't have anything else to add as that was the end of her story and Dominik didn't know what to say to comfort her. But she could feel his hand resting between her shoulders with a heavy grip as if reminding her he was there.

"I wouldn't do that to you," she suddenly announced. Her eyes finally found his that were already on her.

Dominik sat up, her head falling to his lap as he peered over her. "I know, eсолнышко. You wouldn't do that to anyone."

Salina nodded, finally sitting herself up and reaching for the pasta she made. "Will you try this?"

It was clear she didn't want to discuss the topic anymore and he was eager to please, opening his mouth as she brought a fork to his mouth.
The two did this with every dish they had, making easy conversation until they'd gotten to the pie she made.

"You can't just eat the filling, Dominik," his wife scolded.

"Watch me," he did just that while popping the sugary apples into his mouth. She narrowed her eyes and leaned forward as if to start another argument. He'd expected it as she'd done it with every treat they disagreed on.

She held blueberries in her free hand as she leaned over with her other on the blanket. Prepared for the debate, Dominik was caught off guard when she nipped his bottom lip. After her teeth had sunken into him gently, she made it a point to drag her tongue over the plush skin. Dominik moaned lowly, his eyes shutting as she sucked any sweetness from his lips before dipping her tongue to graze his own. It was a wet, depraved kiss that he fucking craved. She pulled back with spit connecting the two, grinning slyly she wiped at her mouth.

"Maybe you have a point- Oh!"

The man sat next to her lunged forward, the blueberries in her hand flying across the grass as he laid her down against the blanket. Moaning loudly, she held onto him tight.

"Fuck yes," he hissed as her legs wrapped around his trim hips. They jerked forward, seeking her heat to which he found waiting for him patiently. Salina arched off the ground at the lightest touch of his clothed cock against her covered cunt. Her chest heaved as he pulled away.

"So sensitive," Dominik cooed smugly above her as he marked her neck. It was as if any small touch from him had every hair on her body standing.

Deliberately he left love marks in obvious places as he pushed her straps away. "I can feel her fuckin' crying for me, жена. Can I touch you? Please, fuck- Please, baby I'll make you feel good."

Salina was shaking at the desperation in his tone and the darkness in his eyes. Slowly, she nodded. "Gentle, Domo," she reminded softly. He bent forward and kissed her quickly, "Thank you, thank you, thank you," he murmured repeatedly against her mouth. She couldn't help but giggle at him until her breath hitched as his strong fingers brushed up her thighs straight to the wet patch on her panties.

"Mm," he moaned at the feeling of her arousal. He circled two fingers over her fluttering hole through her panties. "Open up for me baby, pull up your dress up yeah?"

With stuttering breaths, Salina's low lidded eyes were hazy as her legs fell apart farther for him. Her hands were shaky as she lifted her dress up her hips for him. "Beautiful," he murmured as he looked at the light pink, silk panties she wore. Without hesitation, he circled his thumb over her clit gently. Dominik's eyes were fixed on her face, watching closely as her eyes fell closed and her fists clenched around the blanket they laid on.

"You said you wanted gentle, mon chère," he taunted as he kept a slow pace before pressing harder with tighter circles. Her tongue peaked out to trail over her swollen bottom lip. "Look at me, жена." His stern tone made her eyes snap open, now he got to see her hazy focus on him as she began to squirm impatiently.

"I want more," she moaned softly while reaching for his shoulders. She held them tightly, using them as leverage to grind against his hand for more friction. "Give me more, Domo."

He smirked, leaning forward and running his nose up against her sternum before placing a wet kiss over her thudding heart beat. Her hand trailed up into his thick hair, scratching her nails over his scalp lightly before yanking on it demandingly.

Chuckling haughtily, he nodded as if to say its on. The moment he lifted his hand off her she opened her mouth to complain but she cut herself off with a mewl when he shoved it down her underwear. His thick digits felt her slick folds, groaning loudly before pinching her clit. Salina threw her head back as Dominik rubbed her bundle of nerves harshly, with an urgency that made her tighten with need. He felt her canal twitch and his mouth parted with need, he hovered his lips over her own so he could still hear all of her meek sounds of pleasure.

"Dom!" she squealed as he pushed a finger inside of her, her hips undulated to take him deeper as she stretched.

"God- you're so fucking tight- How are you so fucking tight?" He nearly whined with need. "Relax, relax baby," Dominik practically cooed to her as he eased a second finger in. He couldn't bring himself to look at her stretching around him or he knew he'd cum in his pants. His hips ground against a pillow stuck under him as they had laid down, his dick pulsed violently with need to feel her slick insides squeeze him like she is his fingers.

He told her to relax but it was nearly impossible as he thrusted into her deeply, picking up his pace as he never once stopped rubbing her clit. Salina was writhing, looking like a goddess with her braided hair splayed out and her brown skin glowing with her blood rushing to her face and her cunt. Her tits bounced with the force of his thrusts, Dominik growled as he humped the pillow frantically like a fucking dog, nobody would believe him if he told them he, the Russian Devil, was stuck getting himself off as he finger fucked his wife but he did so happily with the sight in front of him.

He dragged his tongue over her bottom lip as their spit swapped in the messy exchange, she moaned against the movement. His eyes darted down to where his hand was shoved under Salina's expensive underwear. "I wanna taste her so bad, eсолнышко," Dominik moaned choppily as he matched his hips with the thrusts of his fingers. "You'll let me soon, right baby? Tell me you will," he sucked the skin under her jaw needily.

"I'm gonna- 'm gonna cum!" Salina gasped as she couldn't fathom the pleasure she was feeling from his two fingers and thumb.

"Promise me, Salina. Promise me you'll let me eat your fucking cunt," he demanded as he slapped her pussy once before pushing his fingers right back in and grinding the heel of his hand against her throbbing bundle of nerves.

"I promise!" Salina's voice cracked as her moan turned into a shout as she orgasmed. Her legs spasmed as her hips jumped but he held her still so he could keep a steady pace with his fingers. Dominik watched with his attention solely on her as he got off the view of her coming undone.

She could barely breathe as he hadn't slowed down, her brows furrowed while the tingles began to grow overwhelming. "D-Dom... Domo I came- please!" Salina took gasping breaths as the buzzing all the way down to her toes turned into that same pleasure forming in her gut.

"I want to cum with my wife- fuck-" he hissed as his head fell foreward against her chest. "I'm close I promise, my sun. My eсолнышко. I promise I-I'm so fucking close. Cum with me please...Hah-" His body weight against hers kept her from moving away from the overstimulation, "It's so good- too much! Please don't stop," Salina cried out with croaky voice.

"Shit-fuckfuckfuck- Fuck!" He shouted as he came hard in his expensive work pants as Salina fisted his hair as a rush waved over her and her little pussy creamed all over his fingers. Dominik groaned as his hips pumped weakly, soiling the fucking fabric he was wearing by smearing his spend into it. Salina's arms went limp over his shoulders, gripping the fabric loosely. He pushed himself up and looked at his wife who was obviously feeling the after shocks of her two orgasms.

Her chest heaved with shallow breaths as her hips twitched. "Mon chére, look at me. There you go," he brushed his nose against hers while looking into her tired gaze.

"Breathe, yes deep breaths. So pretty, so good for me, my Salina."

When her breathing had evened out, she tightened her arms around him. Hooking one under his arm and the other around his neck she hugged him tight. He crawled up her body so they were closer, and cuddled her closer so they were chest to chest. They laid there for a few moments in comfortable silence and he almost thought she was asleep when he rolled onto his back with her atop of him.

As she laid between his legs, she came to a bit more and her head popped up before glancing down between them. Her mouth fell in shock, "You came in your pants?" She gasped, "I didn't think you actually did."

Dominik rolled his eyes as he tugged her dress down over her ass, she shakily pressed her hands on the ground so she hovered over him. Her eyes were alit with content and amusement. He smirked while petting her now frizzy hair down, "I distinctly remember telling you that's what I was doing."

Salina giggled and bent down to kiss him softly, he lifted his head to chase her lips before hooking his arm around her neck to deepen it. She pulled away to breathe before looking over her shoulder towards the house. "How do we get back without everyone seeing you jizzed your pants?"

"Jizzed my pants," he repeated and it sounded silly in his accent. "You have such a way with words, woman. I have no plans on hiding anything, they have eyes and they've seen you. Any man would understand- not that I really give a fuck either which way. Leave the blankets, I'll get them later." He looked at his watch and sighed.

She shakily packed up their food before he stopped her and did it himself. "You have a meeting in an hour," she knew his schedule most days.

"I do, you can sit with me if you want," he offered.

"Hell no, I'm taking a nap. You need a shower before you go there," she eyed his crotch as if she still couldn't believe it or his lack of shame for it. He held her hip tightly as her legs were still shaking and in his other hand had the basket. "I'll bring you the notes from the meeting, it's with one of Moretti's underbosses before I meet Ang in a few days."

Dominik finally guided her to the bed and watched her curl up on his side, before he left to shower she gripped his hand.

For one of the first times, when he glanced back he saw Salina looking almost a bit shy. "I know you're my husband and all... but I want you to know that meant something to me. I don't.... that doesn't just happen with me. It's something to me."

Dominik felt his chest tighten with emotions he didn't yet know how to explain, turning her hand over he kissed her palm hard and laced his fingers with her own as she cupped his cheek. He bent to place a chaste kiss to her mouth, "Thank you."

She nodded quietly before resting her head down tiredly, her bleary eyes following him until he was in the bathroom with the door cracked to shower.

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