Page 67 of The Bratva King's Twins

Before long, I was moaning out for him, practically begging for more, and to my relief, he was too desperate to tease me any longer.

Leaving a final kiss on my clit, he pushed the dress up and over me as he hovered above, reaching to free my breasts from over the top of my bra. Urgently, he leaned down to kiss me, dragging his cock through my folds.

He moaned into my mouth, catching my own as I shuddered from the feeling, aware of every pass he made over my clit.

Sinfully, he slowly moved his hips, slicking himself in that damp combination of fluids between my legs. His whole body tensed at the sensation as he supported himself above me, dropping his head as it coursed through him.

Head already foggy from just getting started, I reached up for him and gripped his back, prepared to stabilize myself through the bliss he was about to feed me.

“Christ, you’re too much,” Ari managed to say, voice gruff as he parted my legs further and lined himself up.

Given how wet I already was, he faced no resistance as he slid inside, making us both gasp at the sensation.

I had grown used to Ari’s size and knew what to expect, but every time he entered me, it felt just as intense. His girth made me pause to accommodate him and to revel in how much it completed me.

Surrounding me and filling me so completely, I could only grip him tighter, letting my nails sink into his skin as he started to move.

No matter how hard he tried to hold back his moans or how he attempted to resist how tightly I clenched around him, Ari could never keep those sounds to himself. His rigid body always made it clear just how much it was affecting him, and how eager he was to move within me.

With one hand on the mattress to prop himself up and the other on my hip, he started at a slow pace, jaw clenching from that sheer bliss.

Moaning for him, I felt every second of pleasure, and every inch of him as he dragged himself in and back out again, letting us both hear just how aroused we were. He did it several times, driving me crazy every time he entered me again.

As lust darkened his eyes, Ari couldn’t keep up that deliberate pace as he thrusted into me harder, building a rhythm that had me squirming for him.

Encouraging him on, I knew it was no use swallowing back my moans. Instead, I wanted him to know just how much I loved it, and how he could push me closer to release every time.

Zeroing in on his movements, Ari snapped his hips harder, digging his fingers into my skin all the while.

I couldn’t complain, not while I did the same to his back, clawing at him and clinging as much as I could. He was the only thing I could anchor myself to as he pulled those groans from me and made me take that endless intensity.

Mindlessly murmuring how much I was enjoying it, those words seemed to come out more like a chant for him. Useless babbling was all my hazy mind could come up with, but as far as I could tell, he didn’t mind it for a second.

Instead, Ari let go of his shaky moans and drove his hips into mine. That sickeningly addictive slap of his skin against mine echoed throughout the room, only making the whole thing more alluring.

The closer he moved his body to mine, the more muted that sound became, and the deeper he thrusted into me.

As my throat went dry from moaning, those sounds cracked and fragmented as I took more of him, so overwhelmed by the fuzziness filling my system.

His size alone was enough to push me over the edge, but pairing it with his relentless speed, depth, and perfect sounds, it was all too much.

Dropping his hand between us, he circled my clit, immediately lighting fire across my entire body with how intense it felt. With the added stimulation, everything mounted at once, building and building until I couldn’t keep it in.

Letting go of a choked groan, I crashed into my release as I clenched around him, and my vision went black. My lower belly tightened when my orgasm hit me, and it was all I could do to hold on.

Ari’s thighs quivered as he groaned, stilling against me as he released inside me, filling me with his warmth. He gripped me as his head tipped back, bliss cloaking him, looking like a god through my haze.

Panting, he supported himself above me as he swallowed back his relieved moan before relaxing next to me. Ari draped an arm lazily over me as we both collected ourselves, staying as close to me as possible.

“I love you,” he whispered, nuzzling his face into my neck.

Reaching for his hand, I laced our fingers together and soaked up my relief, unable to deny how complete I felt. “I love you too, Ari.”

There was no telling how long we stayed like that, blissed out and not missing a moment of our shared time together.

We were both at ease, not needing any words to fill the silence. It was more than perfect, and I knew I couldn’t ask for more.

Eventually, there was a hesitant knock at the door, and I looked at him in confusion.

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