Page 55 of Crowned

When she tires and starts to pant, I grasp her hips and drive up harder into her. A pregnant woman is so fucking beautiful. I’ve never imagined making love to a woman in this state, but Lilia is so feminine. So rounded.

“Was it hormones when you showed up at my apartment behind your husband’s back? Was it hormones when I fucked you in Konstantin’s chair and you came so hard you milked the cum from my cock?”

“I was only—”

“Shh,solnyshko, now is not the time for lies.” I reach up and grasp her jaw, making her look at me. “You think I am the stubborn one? I said I am sorry. Can you not say my name?”

Lilia grabs hold of my wrist and gazes down at me desperately. All I want for the rest of my life is to be needed by her. She craves to be loved as fiercely as I love her.

“Please make me come, Elyah. Please.”

I keep hold of her jaw, my fingers wrapped around her throat. Not squeezing, just holding her there while she holds on to me.

I’ve got you,solnyshko.

I can see everything you are, and you are glorious.

With my thumb grinding against her clit, I thrust up into her and drink in the pleasure on her face.

There’s a sound from the hallway, half groan, half growl. The door is ajar. I’m not the only one addicted to the sound of her desire.

“Kirill is watching us.”

“What a surprise,” Lilia moans, but she doesn’t stop. If anything, she thrusts her tits out and grinds even harder on my cock.

A wicked smile curves my lips. “You are showing off for him? You are very bad girl.”

I pound up into her, loving the knowledge that Kirill is watching us, envious, panting, and probably with his cock in his hand. Listening to him fuck Lilia on the plane was equal parts torture and bliss.

“I am going to invite him in here to fuck this tender pussy after me, all full of my cum.”

“You wouldn’t dare,” she gasps.

“I do dare,solnyshko. One man is not enough for you. I am going hold you tight against me while Kirill does whatever is in his twisted head that makes you so wet and weak for him.”

Lilia whimpers and I feel her flesh heat beneath my fingers. She likes that idea. She’s so close and she’s about to burst all over me.

“Kirill!” I shout. “Get in here and watch our woman come.”

“Stop with that our woman stuff,” she gasps desperately.

Kirill pushes the door open, already stripping off his clothes, his hungry eyes on Lilia. “That’s cute. She thinks she’s not ours.”

“Not ours? When she looks so pretty waiting to be fucked by my friend?” I make atsknoise as I gaze up at her. “Do not be little liar.”

Once he’s naked, Kirill sits behind Lilia and straddles my legs. He wraps an arm around her waist and replaces my fingers on her clit with his own. Held between us, Lilia gives up completely to the assault on her senses, her eyes closing and her head tipping back against Kirill’s shoulder.

Our eyes meet across her, and I know Kirill’s victorious smirk is mirrored on my own face. How much better this is with both of us. He moves her up and down on my cock while his fingers keep stroking her.

“Detka, I have been watching you enjoy Elyah, and now I am going to feel you come for him.”

I’m struggling to hold on. The sight of her helpless in Kirill’s arms while she moves up and down my length, clenching tighter and tighter, is making me lose my mind.

Lilia cries out and her body arches. Kirill wraps his arms tighter around her and drives her down on my cock, growling in her ear, “Good fucking girl. Get him nice and deep. Elyah is going to burst inside you.”

Lilia is riding high on her orgasm and hasn’t got a choice in the matter. My powerful climax rushes up, and I buck beneath her, pulsing my cum deep inside her.

I fall back with a gasp, breathing hard, my hands on Lilia’s belly. I can’t remember ever feeling such an intense release.

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