Page 26 of Devil's Bride

Her wetness coats my finger as I thrust it inside her, curving it all the way up as I begin to push it in and out.

“Alexei,” she whimpers, her voice shaking. Her breath hitches, and she tightens her grip on my hair, pulling me closer.

I flick my tongue against her clit, and she moans loudly. I slide my finger in and out of her, adding another to increase the sensation.

She gasps, her body tensing. I continue to work my fingers in and out of her, feeling her become slicker by the second. Her moans grow louder, her body quivers in anticipation.

I slide my other hand down to her ass, and with one swift motion, I thrust two of my fingers inside and hook them upwards to hit her G-spot.

“Oh god,” she moans, her voice echoing off the glass wall. “You're going to make me come.”

I push my fingers further in. “God is not here, malyshka. But I am, and I am taking what is mine. My name is the only name you’re allowed to call when I fuck you, do you understand?”

She nods her head, desperate to do anything I ask in return for pleasure she’s feeling right now. “Yes, Alexei.”

I smirk, empowered by her submission. I circle my fingers, rubbing her G-spot with just the right amount of pressure. Her body shakes harder, her moans growing louder.

I add a third finger, stretching her tight entrance and driving her wild with pleasure. Her legs tremble, her walls clench around my fingers. She’s so fucking tight they barely even fit.

“Please,” she whimpers, “please, don't stop.”

I chuckle, feeling utterly in control. “Not until you're finished, malyshka.”

Her body convulses, and she moans loudly. I can feel the wetness between her thighs, and the smell of her arousal is intoxicating.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” I mutter, my voice strained with desire.

She moans again, her breath ragged. “Fuck me, please. I need you inside me.”

Her words send a rush of blood to my cock, making it throb painfully. I want her just as much as she wants me. I want to bury myself deep inside her, fucking her both slow and fast, while spanking her ass and whispering dirty words in her ears.

“Soon,” I promise, my fingers continuing their relentless rhythm. “You're so close, malyshka. I want you to come on my fingers.”

I know she's close now, and I want to feel her orgasm ripple through her body. I increase the speed of my fingers, moving them in and out of her, hitting her G-spot with more force.

“Fuck…Alexei…”she screams, her voice reverberating off the glass. “I think I’m…I’m coming.”

Her muscles tighten around my fingers, and I can feel her flood my hand with her juices. I continue to finger her until her orgasm subsides, her body finally relaxing against mine.

I take a deep breath, reveling the scent of her arousal. I slowly pull my fingers out of her, lick them clean, and savor the taste of her.

I stand, pulling her close to me, our bodies pressed against each other. “That was amazing,” she pants, her eyes filled with desire. “It’s my turn to pleasure you.”

I push a strand of hair falling over her face and hook it behind her ear, then I lean towards her and whisper, “Clean up the mess you made and go downstairs for lunch.”

A cocky smile quirks my lips when I move away and see the scowl on her face. She’s pissed, and she’s even more beautiful when she’s upset.

“You’re joking,” she says, searching my eyes. Hers are still dark with every lustful thing she wants me to do to her. “I…”

“Say it, malyshka. What do you want?”

She opens her mouth to say something, but she shuts it right up, as if she suddenly realized she shouldn’t want me as much as she does. Her cheeks are red with embarrassment.

“Are you shy now?” I tease her. It feels good to see her too embarrassed to meet my gaze, despite the fact I’m dying from how much I want to take her right now. “That’s odd, considering you came on my fingers not long ago.”

“Fuck you, Alexei. You’re an asshole.”

I smirk, my gaze dipping her lips. “I think I would rather fuck you, Irina.”

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