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She looks so beautiful, so enchanting, and my dick swells in her pussy. I grab her waist and roar when I can no longer be gentle. I smash my cock into her, deep and hard, feeling her inner walls clutch at me, responding to my every thrust. Damn, she feels good.

She cries out, her body writhing beneath me as I thrust into her, fulfilling my every desire. My heart races, my blood pumping with raw adrenaline as I claim her. Genevieve arches her back, her nails raking my skin, and I revel in the sensation.

My cock glides in and out of her, her wetness coating me whole.

She gasps, her voice breathless with pleasure. “Take me, Damien.”

I do, and my thrusts become more urgent, more forceful.

“Harder,” I demand, my voice low and guttural. “Fuck me like you mean it, Genevieve.”

She bucks her hips repeatedly, meeting each thrust with equal force. Our bodies slam together, skin slick with sweat and desire.

Wanting more, needing more, I pull out for the briefest second, grab her hips, and turn her on her knees, her ass now facing me. I gently place her face down on the cushion and hold her hands behind her back before driving my cock into her pussy one more time.

“You feel me now, baby?” I moan, knowing that she can take me deeper in this position.

“Oh baby, I feel you,” she gushes.

I thrust into her in this position, feeling her walls tightly hugging me, turning my dick to steel, driving me closer to climax. Her ass, round and soft, feels like a plush heaven against my groin, and I wonder how many times I can take her like this.

“Damien, just like this,” she gushes. “I want you just like this. I’m cumming, baby. Oh, I’m cumming…”

I feel her inner walls clench around me, and I know she’s close. I thrust harder, my balls slapping against her now sweat-soaked flesh. “Cum for me, baby,” I growl, my voice rough with desire. “Let me feel it, let me feel you cum for me.”

“I can’t hold back anymore,” she cries, her voice trembling with emotion. “I’m cumming, Damien, for you!”

The feel of her convulsing around me is enough to push me over the edge. I slam into her one last time, filling her with my own release. My cock pulses inside her, emptying every drop of my anguished pleasure into her depths.

We both collapse onto the couch, our bodies tangled together. I wrap my arms around her, pulling her close, and she rests her head on my chest.

She’s mine.

Epilogue - Genevieve

One year later

The silk of my ivory gown caresses my swollen belly as I stand before the full-length mirror. Butterflies flutter in my stomach, and my hands tremble, though not from nerves. No, today I renew my vows to my husband, and my hands tremble from the sheer excitement of it all.

A year ago, I could never have imagined that my life could end up as happy as it is now. My heart overflows with love and joy, and I pray it touches my baby just the same.

I smooth my hands over the curve of my stomach, smiling as I imagine the precious life growing within. Our child, a symbol of the enduring bond Damien and I share.

A knock at the door announces the arrival of my family. I open it to find some of the Zolotov women—Vanya, Robin, and, of course, my beloved Anoushka.

“You look radiant!” Anoushka exclaims, throwing her arms around me in a gentle hug.

Vanya grins, her eyes dancing with delight. “Damien’s a lucky man. You’re a vision, Sister.”

When the women enter, I notice one more person behind them.

Gael steps forward, tall and handsome in his charcoal suit. He clasps my hands in his own. “Today, we walk down that aisle the right way,” he says softly. I see the tears brimming in his eyes as we think back on the painful circumstances that surrounded us the last time I walked down the aisle.

“No more tears now, shh,” I tell my brother, wiping his cheeks. “We’ve got each other, we’ve got a new family, and you’ve got a little niece or nephew on the way. Today, we celebrate joy.”

He looks at me and nods, leaning down to kiss my forehead. “I’m so glad you decided to renew your vows. Today’s going to be extraordinary.”

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