Page 87 of The Bratva King's Claimed Bride

I grunt as I watch her, biting my lips. She pulls my underwear down to my ankles and I step out of them widening my gait. I stroke my cock in front of her face, moving my hand deliberately up and down the shaft.

“Something to snack on,” she purrs as she moves my hand and replaces it with hers.

She sits up on her knees and swallows the head of my cock into her mouth, bobbing her head as she takes on more and more until the tip hits the back of her throat and she gags slightly. She holds it there and then bobs her head up and down fast before taking it in her throat again.

My breathing quickens and I lace my fingers in her hair, pulling on the strands in my fingers and forcing my cock into her throat, letting her choke on the girth before I pull her back.

She looks up at him, sweat forming on her brow as she sucks on the head again. I force myself in deeper, watching her gag and choke before I pull her off and help her to her feet.

I pick her up in my arms and carry her to the bed. “My turn,” I growl the words.

I pull off her clothes and toss them across the room before I climb between her legs. I lean over her body to kiss her deeply before I kiss down her neck, biting and sucking on the skin. Then it’s down to her chest. I undo the front clasp of her bra and expose her swollen breasts. She hasn’t fed Peter or pumped so I know they’re delicate. I suck on her nipple, I’ve tasted her sweet milk it makes no difference to me.

I move to suck on the other one. I’m making her squirm beneath me as her fingers run through my hair.

Then I trail kisses down her body, battered from carrying our son but so beautiful to me. Everything about her is perfect, down to every little scar.

I settle between her legs and look at her with a grin. “Do you want me to lick you or touch you?”

“Both,” She groans.

“Greedy,” I scold her before I attack her clit with my tongue, sucking and licking at it. Her hips buck and her hands make fists in the bed sheets. I insert two fingers into her as I continue my assault, moving them in and out of her quickly as they slick up with her juices.

“Igor,” she groans out, her hips bucking again. “You’re driving me mad.”

I pull off of her and grin. “Good,” I murmur before I suck on her clit again. Her legs squeeze closed either side of my head, locking it in place as I make love to her pussy. My fingers find that sweet spot to touch inside of her and I press that button, over and over and over.

She cries out. “I’m going to cum.”

I smile and I don’t stop, I move harder and suck more and I feel her shudder under me as an orgasm strips through her like a shot of electricity.

Almost immediately, I get up and guide my cock inside of her and start working my hips. “Fuck you’re so wet,” I grunt.

She wraps her legs around my hips and her arms around my neck and we kiss passionately as I buck my hips. The sound of skin slapping skin fills the room.

I can feel her clenching again and I know she’s ready for another orgasm.

“I’m going to cum,” I grunt out. “Cum with me, baby. Cum with me.”

“I’m cuming,” she cries out.

We go three rounds before we collapse in a heap on the bed. She’s curled up against me, stroking my chest softly as I protectively hold her against me.

And I intend to do so forever.

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THE END

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The Bratva's Innocent Bride

A brutal Bratva guy marched into my office and forced me to marry him for revenge.

I was putting in overtime to make a good impression, when a much older kidnapper took me.

He thinks I’m his rival’s daughter and wants to torture me by forcing me into marriage.

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