That made his cock pound.
Passing over the soft swell of her belly, he reached paradise and put a roof up with his palm. Using that as a guide, he pushed his nudging cock into her snug, welcoming passage as deep as it could go in one long drive.
“Oooh, that first one is always so amazing,” she murmured. Her hand came back to slide her fingers into his hair. She turned her head and kissed his grinning mouth. He silently agreed, though, any one of the hundred and ten thrusts that followed could also be considered his favorites.
She licked his lips. “You are still so hard.”
“And your words are slurring.”
She laughed weakly then jerked when his fingers found her clit. He swiped that little hood back and used the wetness they’d created to draw small circles on the swollen bud underneath it.
“Oh, shit.” Her head fell back, exposing her neck that he wanted at but couldn’t reach from this angle. He brought his hand up and splayed his fingers across it. Her pulse hammered under his thumb.
“You have a dirty mouth, Ms. Urusski.” She’d been alternating between cursing and begging for the better part of an hour. So goddamn hot.
She nodded and her lips parted on a silent gasp as he went deep.
“Faster?”
“Yes, please.”
He pushed his heels into the mattress and drove into her faster. As she moaned that hoarse little sound that thrilled the fuck out of him, his mind reeled at the pleasure she continued to give him. She’d branded him all over again. With her generosity, her enthusiasm, her passion. With every moment that passed, she was binding him to her, making him forget everything but how perfectly they came together.
The sweet relief that kept flowing through him returned to remind him he was inside a woman who’d never known another man. She belonged solely to him. “Is my pussy feeling tender?”
“Yes. But do not stop.” Her fingers went down to dig into his sides. “I am almost there.”
He hooked his arms beneath her knees and yanked her legs further apart. Then he sunk his teeth into the muscle at the base of her neck and let his hips go. With the single-minded purpose of filling her, of marking her on the inside as well as the outside, he dominated his angel once more. He could see his cock, the wetness gleaming as it pumped in and out of her. The sight made him go wild enough to make her scream.
The urgency to come wasn’t gradual; it didn’t build. It slammed into him from out of nowhere, nailing him in his lower back. He held it off, guarding this moment with a ferocity that surprised even him. Quickening his stroke on her clit, he groaned when he felt her pussy constrict. She turned her head and he’d never seen anything so beautiful as Sacha straining to get there. The gold in her eyes was brilliant and sparkling with demand, her teeth bared. She appeared feral. And only he had the power to sate her.
He couldn’t hold it any longer. “Come with me. Soak me as I empty into your body.”
She hissed, and as was her way, she obeyed him by breaking. She wailed through an orgasm that shuddered through her like a seizure. Letting go, he jammed himself to the hilt and felt his release flow from his body into hers.
It was an endless moment of communion , made more powerful by the sight of tears slipping out the corners of her eyes.
Minutes later, after her inner walls stopped pulsing around him and their breathing was returning to normal, he withdrew his softening length from her body and didn’t protest when she rolled over and laid her head on his chest.
“You wore me out,” he muttered as he threw an arm over his eyes.
She came up and lifted the heavy appendage. The smile on her face was one he hadn’t seen in over sixteen months. It was dazzling, real, and uncensored. So warm. So…her.
He stroked his thumb across the drying moisture on her cheek. “Thank you.” He hadn’t felt this calm since seeing Justin Sheppard’s lips touch her skin in the entrance of that Chinese restaurant.
“You do not thank me for this, Alekzander.” She kissed the corner of his mouth before nuzzling into his cheek like an affectionate kitten. “It was very much my pleasure, as I am sure you are aware.”
He sat up and pulled her in tight with an arm melded to her spine. The move had her straddling him. She didn’t question him or complain, she simply wound her arms around his shoulders and sifted her long fingers through his hair.
“I’m not thanking you for rocking my world with your tight pussy. I’m thanking you for remaining faithful to us despite what I led you to believe. For giving me the opportunity to lift you back to your place of honor in my mind. For helping me get that much closer to forgiving you for what you stole from me.”