Her Volkovs #Book 3 novel Chapter 21

Belle's POV

I decided to take a long hot bath to calm myself down. As my body drowns in the warm water, I can feel my nerves slowly relax.

Mary Arabella (forced to be a) Volkov, a hungry, depressed, unemployed and sexually deprived, pregnant housewife.

I'm trying to figure out why Alexei is trying his best to avoid physical contact with me. Did Nikolai order him not to have sex with me? But that that doesnt even make sense. Right from the beginning, Nikolai did not have a problem sharing me with Alexei. The three of us shared the bed just fine.

Alexei, albeit being the second in command in the Russian Mafia, is a Boss in his own right. He decides on his own in many instances and he even squares off with Nikolai if he thinks his Boss is doing something against his better judgement.

Maybe, the problem is me? Have I become too ugly to bear having sex with? My mere touch used to drive the libido of those two into hyper speed, but now Alexei wouldnt even touch me.

Oh god. It's me. I am the problem.

I drowned myself underwater hoping to erase the self doubt that is creeping inside me. I will try to hold my breath for as long as I can.

I gasped for air as my body coped from the utter surprise when someone pulled me up from the tub abruptly. What the hell?

It's Nikolai, "What is wrong with you Belle! What are you trying to do!?"

I'm now coughing so hard since water was able to get in my mouth and nose. Nikolai instantly carried me in his arms out of the bathroom. Alexei followed, holding in his hand a white towel.

My husband placed me on top of the bed and wiped the towel on my face.

"I was just taking a bath Nikolai. Can't I just take a bath in peace?" I am covering my breasts with my arms, thank goodness I still have my panties on. Nikolai and Alexei's full attention are on me. Alexei is holding his waist with his hands while Nikolai sat beside me in bed.

My husband continued wiping my body with the towel. He looked so worried because he thinks that I was trying to kill myself or something. And why the hell would I do that is beyond me. Life is kind of cruel to me the past few weeks but that is not enough reason for me to end my life, especially now that I'm having a baby. This one right here is a celebration of life itself.

"I'm fine Nikolai." I feel like my whole body flushed because the two are looking at me so intently. Geez.

I quickly pulled the covers and hid my whole body under it. I then removed my panties and hurled it next to the bed because I feel like a baby with wet diaper.

"You can both leave now. And no, I'm not going to kill myself just yet."

Nikolai pulled something from the drawer beside the bed and gave me a cellphone.

"Call me if you need me. Or you can just scream my name. Ill be here in no time. Okay?" Said Nikolai while handing me the phone.

I did not fight him off and accepted the phone instead. "Okay." I answered.

Alexei sat beside me and tried to kiss my forehead but I slightly looked away and pretended to adjust the sheets. I then lay on my side, facing the opposite direction.

I heard the door being shut but I did not feel Alexei remove himself from the bed. The next thing I knew, I felt him pull the the covers, inserted himself under it and snuggled me with full hard erection rubbing behind my back. Oh god, well hello there Volkov erection, how have you been?

Instant electric chills run through my spine the moment our skin touched, my body flinched involuntarily.

"Shh....It's just me princess..." Alexei mumbled softly as he lands small and slow kisses on my nape and at the back of my shoulder.

I swear I could feel my vagina react in an unladylike manner. Shameless flow of lady juice kind of manner. Yup, my body is reacting and preparing for the deed.

"Alexei, stop. You don't have to force yourself to have sex with me."

In an instant, Alexei halted with his kisses and made me face him by pushing my body to lie on my back. He then spreads my legs and placed some of his weight on top of me.

He looked me in the eyes with a puzzled expression. It's like his hazel eyes are asking me to repeat what I just said.

"I know I'm already fat and ugly and undesirable, you really don't ha-"

He landed a kiss on my lips before I could even continue.

"I'm sorry if I made you feel this way. If only you know how hard it takes not to touch you every chance I get. I just don't want you to feel like I'm taking advantage of the situation. Or taking advantage of you. I want to make love to you for the right reasons my princess Belle."

And just like that, my heart melted into a mushy marshmallow. I became speechless as his words linger inside my heart. That's so gentlemanly of him.

"And don't ever think bad about yourself ever again. Youre not only hurting yourself for something that is not true, youre also insulting mine and my brother's taste."

"Oh really? You and your brother have a certain taste? Explain."

"We like our girl with curves. You know? Exactly like these curves. The type that we can burry our fingers down and grab any part we want. An ass that makes waves when groped and shaked. Boobs we can smother ourselves with. The soft and smooth skin and the bouncy flesh. The type that bruises easily."

Everytime he describes the part of my body, he touches it and does as he says, it's kind of weird and funny but so friggin hot at the same time.

"I can go on and on but it will still all go down to this incredibly sexy body."

"Hmm...I will get bigger and bigger as my pregnancy progresses. I'm not really sure if you can still say that several weeks from now."

"The curvier the better."