The whole time, he struggled to be gentle. His hips bucked, and she drove him insane.
He throbbed.
He begged.
Jax needed to cum in the worst way.
As she worked his dick over, he was losing that control. Someone was about to cum down her throat.
Alyona could always do this to him.
“Make me cum,” he begged. “I need you to make me cum so I can bury myself in you, Aly. Please! I need this.”
She didn’t hold back.
Alyona knew that he was on the edge. His dick was swollen, and he was breathing as if he ran a marathon.
“Oh God!”
She scraped her teeth up his erection, and that was the end of his fight.
Jax hadn’t expected it as his whole world shattered apart.
HE.
CAME.
HARD.
Jax went blind, deaf, and dumb. The orgasm tore through him, shoving him into the pleasure as he poured down her throat.
“Oh, Christ,” he muttered, his eyes crossing as he was overwhelmed with one hell of an orgasm.
Yeah, that’s why he loved sex with her. Aly knew how to make him beg for more.
Only, now, it took the edge off, and he was grateful.
Jax knew what he wanted most.
It was to be between her legs as he filled her. Yeah, he wanted to be buried balls deep in his hot Russian woman.
Sue him.
When he rolled, she was splayed out beneath him, and he couldn’t get enough of her body. She was curves and full breasts that would make any man beg.
She was gorgeous.
“Alyona,” he whispered. “You’re mine forever. When this is over, let’s get married. I’ll propose, and we’ll be a family.”
Her heart skipped.
She wanted him with her forever, but she was afraid that wouldn’t happen. Alexsandr was a monster, and if he found out she was here…
She was dead.
Instead of thinking the worst, she focused on him, all the while, ignoring that comment.
She needed to get through these next few days first.