Her Volkovs #Book 4

Belle's POV

Small white flowers and white rose petals are falling down like snow from the helicopters hovering in the night sky. A violin and a piano are playing in the background as the wind gently kisses my veil. The smal candles inside small jars float calmly on the water while some are on the beach as if reflecting the stars in the night sky. The lighthouse and the pretty little lights surrounding the castle overlooking the whole island added to the charm of this beautiful night. The night that I am marrying Alexei. My Alexei Viktor Volkov.

Aria is doing a great job as my flower girl. She is such a sweetheart and behaves like a little angel. She's tossing the petals with a pretty smile on her face while looking at her daddy. Our ring bearer was supposed to be Jakoby Quinn, the boy licker. However, he attempted to throw our rings into the water as he was having a fit. And so the next best option for our ring bearer was our big man, Boris. I just giggle inside. My pee buddy is our ring bearer.

Amy is my maid of honor and Nikolai is Alexei's best man.

Axel de Alba will be officiating our wedding. I'm not even gonna attempt to think about the weirdness of the situation. What's important is that I'm going to marry the love of my life tonight.

I have noticed that Alexei has been adjusting his tie for the past several seconds looking all serious. His brother on the other hand has a small smile plastered on his face whilst holding his cane, looking all too dapper and handsome. I can sense that Nikolai is actually happy for his brother and I could never be more thankful.

What Nikolai, Alexei, and I share is out of the ordinary. The three of us are in a relationship that most people would see as not normal. To some, it may be ludicrous but to me, this is my normal. Love is beyond any definition or standard and the three of us have proven that time and again.

Nikolai, Alexei, and I click. Like the perfect click. Our relationship works just like any other romantic relationship, only that there are three people in our equation.

I took a deep breath as I am a few steps away from Nikolai and Alexei. I am starting to get emotional --pregnant hormones please -- and so I tried to compose myself together and halted for a few seconds.

For a split second there, I saw the alarm on Alexei and Nikolai's faces. And I think I know what exactly they are thinking. My goodness. They just don't know how much I want this marriage to happen. I just don' want my tears to smudge my makeup so I don't look like a raccoon in our wedding pictures.

And so I continued walking with a smile on my face. "Hey, I made it." I said playfully when I finally reached Nikolai and Alexei.

"Hi." Said Alexei.

"Hi." I replied.

"Took you a while." He continued.

"Sorry, had to fart." I replied with just enough volume that only he and his brother can hear.

Alexei now has a full-blown smile on his face. Nikolai on the other hand shook his head and slowly took a hanky from his jacket pocket to cover his nose teasingly. I just smack him lightly on his chest. "Shall we?" Alexei asked while offering his hand for me to hold. We then faced Axel De Alba for the ceremony to begin.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen. We are here to witness the union of Mary Arabella and Alexei Viktor. Man and woman, have you come here to enter into marriage freely and without coercion?" Axel cleared his throat momentarily and then continued. "Especially you, Belle? Did you walk down here in your own volition?"

My goodness, this man. Alexei is now looking at Axel intently and I know that the man did not get Axel's joke. I just bit my lower lip as the tension starts to rise.

"I called the shots for this wedding. So yes, I am here in my own volition." I replied as a matter of factly.

I can hear some giggling in the background and I can see that Alexei loosened up a little bit. Now if only Axel could just stop with his antics and do his job.

"Are you prepared, as you follow the path of marriage, to love and honor each other for as long as you both shall live?"

"I am." Alexei and I answered in unison.

"You may now declare your personal intentions-- the groom first."

"I, Alexei Viktor Volkov, take you, Mary Arabella to be my lawful wife. I promise to be true to you in good times and in bad, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health. I will love you and honor you all the days of my life. I will protect you and take care of you until my last breath. What's mine is now yours, forever and ever."

My damn tears are threatening to fall again. I love him. I love this man to the death.

"I, Mary Arabella, take you, Alexei Viktor Volkov to be my husband. I promise to be faithful to you in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to serve and obey you at all times, to treat you with love and respect, forever and ever."

Alexei gently touches my face from behind my veil with his palm. He brushes my skin with his thumb while looking at me intently as I finish speaking my vows. I slowly reached for him from behind my veil and kisses the back of his veiny hand.

Axel De Alba called on our ring bearer to bring the rings to us. Another giggle emanated from our very small audience who are actually just Matushka, Artan, Aria, Amy, Yuri, Dimitri and Nikolai and our wolves, Petrushka and Valkyre. Boris looked so shy and embarrassed; I had to assure him that I do appreciate what he did. I brush his arm gently while mouthing 'thank you'. He smiled back which lightened the mood

even more.

"Princess Belle, take this ring as a sign of my everlasting love, lust, worship, fidelity, and devotion." Said Alexei as he slid the ring on my finger. He said each word with such emphasis; even Axel sported a smile on his face upon hearing them.

"Alexei Viktor Volkov, take this ring as a sign of my undying love and submission to you. Never, ever take this off?" I asked as I slide the ring around his ring finger.

"Never ever." He replied.

"Well, by the power vested in me by this island, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." Said Axel De Alba, raising both his hands as he now officially declares Alexei and me as husband and wife. This signaled the beginning of the fireworks from the boat not too far from the shore and the cheers from our witnesses.

Alexei slowly uncovered my veil. He then gently trails his hands on my jawline to kiss me on my lips for our very first kiss as Mr. and Mrs. Volkov. Me, twice over.

"What do you mean no sex?" I asked just to make sure I heard Alexei right. He is carrying me in his arms as we approach a private jumbo jet. Apparently, we are heading home now, right after we said I do. I got easily distracted because I noticed that this plane doesn't look like the usual private jet we use when we travel. In fact, I think this one is bigger and boy does it sparkle as light reflects on it. And then there it is the monogram V right next to the main entrance of the plane. My goodness. Again, exactly how rich are these two?

"Dimitri told me that you were not feeling well. You were seen holding on to your abdomen during the meeting. We have called your doctor and she said that stress is a factor. I do not want to risk it. It's you and the future of the Russian Mafia we are talking about so our honeymoon is suspended indefinitely until I get a go signal from the doctor." He replied without a hint of humor in his voice.

"But daddy..." I said teasing him.

"Wife please, no amount of twinkling eyes can change my mind right now." He places me gently in the middle seat where there is white fur on the backrest. He then sat right next to me on my right.

I wasn't able to say a single word as my eyes marvel at how luxurious the interior of the plane looks like. The main materials are overly shiny wood with gold and dark green linings, even the napkins have gold monogram V etched on them -- a very Volkov signature design. White flowers placed in beautiful vases on top of every table, very comfortable seats even Boris will have plenty of space to go by and a crew of blonde flight attendants and pilots with very thick Russian accents. I am impressed.

A drink was poured on Alexei's glass while what's served to me were a glass of sparkling water, fruits and bread in a basket. Yikes, boring. Where are my hamburger and chips at?

I called the attention of the flight attendant to ask for some proper food but then Alexei inserted himself as if reading my mind. "No junk food for you princess."

My mouth parted in disbelief. Who is this man? I married a stranger. You are not my Alexei!

"But---" I was about to protest but then he signaled the flight attendant to leave and then taps his lap for me to sit. I obliged since I remember saying in my vow that I will submit to him. I reckon, this too early for a marital discord over food.

I sat awkwardly facing my back against his face. I adjusted a few more times, bouncing on his lap to find a more comfortable position. I can hear Alexei make some weird noises and several grunts. I myself found it funny.

And when I was comfortable enough, I sat still in awkwardness. There is a moment of silence as I feel my face heat up in embarrassment.

I then heard Alexei chuckle from the back, "You know, all I have to do is unzip my pants and we are good to go."

I immediately sat on my side and smack him on his chest. "Alexei! You said no sex!"

He laughed at me and then rains kisses on my arms and side and breasts while a smile is permanently plastered on his face.

Alexei then signaled something to one of the attendants and for some reason, it looks like she understood immediately. And then there is darkness and streaks of green and purple strobe lights followed. When a song started to play, all I can see on the walls are just tiny sparkling lights like diamonds. It feels like we are in the middle of a ballroom.

Alexei offered his hand for us to dance. He gently placed both my arms around his neck and wraps his arm around the small of my back. He pulls me to his body as he slowly sways from side to side.

Good heavens. What did I ever do to deserve this man?

"Do you like it?" He asks so gently, his voice low and hoarse.

"Yes, it's beautiful Alexei." I actually feel like I'm in high school--in prom. Only this time, I get to dance with a man that I am in love with. And he is now my husband.

He holds me with both of his hands just below my ears and then kisses me on my lips gently. Slow and sensual at first, but then it quickly turned to deep and passionate kisses. The heat that is coming out of our mouths is too intense, I feel like running out of breath. So much for not having sex.

"Alexei, I want you inside me."

His hands fell to my arms and squeeze me tightly. He looked down, let out a grunt as if having an internal struggle.

"It's okay. You will not hurt me Alexei." I said, guiding his hand and placing it on my breasts. "Touch me." I continued. I want him I want him bad.

He carries me in his arms and towards the back where there is a huge room. Inside is a king-size bed and a luxuriously designed wood and gold accentuated bedroom.

He turned his back on me and walks next to the bed. He took his jacket off like he is taking his time and brushes his shiny hair with his palm.

He then went to my back, kissing my shoulders while unbuttoning my dress. "I'm going to be as gentle as I can be. Lie in bed and let me see your body."

I did what was told but not without a little embarrassment. I can feel my face heat up and I know that I am slowly turning crimson. He scanned my naked body from my face down to my toes. He slowly spread my one leg to the side so he will have an unimpeded view of my lady part. He then lets out a devilish smirk, looking all satisfied.

He then took his shirt off it made me involuntarily bite my lower lip. Behold is a species of a man close to perfection. His core curled a little bit showing his six-pack as he removes his shirt off completely. He then unzips his pants and completely removes them leaving only his boxers on. My eyes instantly marveled at how perfectly sculpted this man is. His chiseled arms and chest are very prominent. And the tattoos covering the whole of his sleeve and his shoulders added to his magnetic presence a hundred times over.

The last one to go is his boxers. His impressive manhood is standing high and mighty as he completely gets naked. Even though he is not saying a single word, I know he is very much ready for the deed.0000000☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐