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He sits up and wraps his arms around me to keep me in place while I continue fucking him. He takes one of my breasts in his mouth and groans.

“Baby,” He says after a couple of minutes of us just enjoying the feeling of him being inside me again. “I’m really close. Mmm, fuck… Me… You feel so fucking good.”

“Yeah?” I whisper against his ear. “You like the feeling of my tight pussy squeezing your cock?”

“Fuck—”

“I miss the way your cock thickens inside me when you’re about to come,” I continue, riding him faster. “I miss feeling your warmth come shooting inside me and watching it drip down my thighs.”

“Oh, fuck. You need to stop talking like that,” Rurik warns before throwing his head back with a low groan. “Oh fuck, you’re so tight.” He pulls my face to his and kisses me roughly. “I’m going to come.”

“Fill me up, angel,” I whisper as I nibble his ears.

After a few more strokes, I feel his dick thickening inside me, and his arms tighten around my waist as he lets out a deep guttural groan. Seconds later, I follow his release with my own, latching our lips together as we both feel complete once again.

“I love you, baby,” Rurik whispers against my lips as he lays back down on his back.

“I love you too, angel,” I whisper back, my hips slowing down to prolong the pleasure.

“Never leave me again.” He says. “Stay with me.”

This time, I mean it when I say, “I’ll stay with you.”

Chapter 41

Rurik

If someone were to tell me months ago that I was going to fall in love with the crazy, psychotic woman who wouldn’t leave me the hell alone — I would have called them a fucking idiot.

It’s me.

I’m the fucking idiot.

But if being a fucking idiot means I get to have the love of one incredible, beautiful, tough, badass woman, then so be it.

After Briar and I fucked three times in a row, I finally dragged her out of bed to feed her dinner. Then, like before, I showered her and tucked her to bed before proceeding to devour her pussy like a thirsty man who needed his daily water intake.

I woke up to the sound of my phone vibrating, notifying me of my appointment with my doctor tomorrow for a quick heart check-up. After I confirm the appointment, I yawn before turning around to kiss my woman awake.

Only, she’s not there.

I quickly sit up, looking around the empty room and straining my ears for any sound.

Silence.

Where the fuck is she? I grab my phone to see it’s only 8 in the morning.

The unwanted feeling of dread slowly seeps over me.

No.

She couldn't have…

Briar wouldn’t leave me. She told me she’ll stay. She told me she missed me. She loves me.

I quickly tap her name, relieved to hear I’m no longer blocked.

“Hi, angel!” Her beautiful voice greets me.

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