"Alright, yes." Audrianna glanced down at the steep drop below. "Yes, I'll marry you. Just please calm down."
Viktor yanked her forward into his arms and hugged her tightly to him. "Dammit Audrey, you drive me to hysterics." Both their breaths were ragged.
Audrianna placed a hand on his pectoral, her naked body mashed against his. "I think you came to me partly insane."
Viktor smiled. "You're driving me over the edge."
"That is not funny." She listened to his erratic heartbeat, watching her hand rise up and down with each breath he took.
Viktor heard the smile in her voice and looked down at her, turning her face up to him with the crook of his finger. The top of her head barely met his chest.
"You're not going to apologize to me, are you?" Audrianna asked.
"Apologize? For what?"
Audrianna feigned exasperation. "For coercing me to accept your marriage proposal. You threatened to throw me off the side of a cliff."
"Sweetheart," Viktor was unapologetically emphatic. "I make most of my millions from men who feel their lives threatened unless they give in to my demands; I'm not going to stop at my v'wife."
She laughed at the way his accent sometimes affected his pronunciation whenever he became emotional.
Viktor twirled her round and lowered her to the ground. Audrianna screamed in delight. He straddled her, their pelvises aligned. He entwined her hand in his. "This is it Audrey, we did it, you and me."
The purple fur coat lay open on the ground. Viktor seemed mesmerized by the sight of their hands locked together. Their union felt irrevocably right. He had never been incredibly confident about any other triumph.
His eyes moved from their engaged hands to the play of light refracted by his studded ruby, emerald and sapphire ring, that danced on Audrianna's stomach.
"Are you listening to me?" Audrianna asked.
Viktor looked up into her eyes and Audrianna's voice caught, witnessing the passionate emotion she saw there.
"No," Viktor said right before he took her mouth in a breathless, passionate, all-consuming kiss that left no room for discourse.
Viktor's other hand cupped her breast, pinching her nipple until it grew hard. She whimpered. Audrianna slipped her hand over his firm chest. She caressed his shoulders, the back of his neck. Viktor moved his other hand down to the apex of her thighs and fingered her clit gently. She groaned. He pressed harder. She squeezed her thigh over his hand. He trailed a hot row of kisses from her lips, down the center of her chest. His tongue laved her other nipple, and she gasped.