Page 129 of The Harbinger

Mia had placed herself beneath me and wanted to touch me. She didn’t shy away. Instead, she grew more bold and more confident. There wasn’t anything or anyone more perfect than her.

She sunk down again, my tip bumping the back of her throat when I pulled her hair, yanking her off me.

“Take off your pants.”

Her fingers moved over her buttons and zipper, then shimmied her pants down her creamy legs, her pussy bare for me. She kicked them off her ankles. Her head bowed over me as she stood in the vehicle, her hand braced beside me for support, when a giggle broke free.

I grabbed her hips and pulled her onto my lap, her legs straddling me as she once did, my cock pressed between her folds, wet with arousal. “What’s so funny?”

“Nothing.” She shook her head. “I just saw an elderly lady in the other car and wondered how she’d react if she saw me stripping in here.”

I moved my finger over the window button. “Let’s find out.”

Mia jerked, her hand wrapping around mine. “No.” She brought my hand back to her waist when I laughed. “Have you lost your mind?”

I rubbed her pussy against me, changing the lighthearted mood, letting her know how much I needed her. “Put me inside you,milaya.” I pushed her hips down and bucked mine. “I want to feel your warm cunt surrounding my cock.”

“God, Sacha.”

Her body folded against mine, her lips pressed to my neck as her lips moved, uttering blasphemies.

“And what do we do for our gods?”

Her hands wrapped around my cock and pressed it to her wet center. “Obey…”

I grabbed her throat and yanked her away from my neck, her lips a delicacy I needed. “Show me how well you can obey your god.”

Her mouth slammed down on mine as she sank onto me, drawing a gravelly groan from my throat. My entire length disappeared inside her, the heat sending shivers up my spine and causing my legs to tingle. Her hips shifted and moved up and down my shaft as my tongue swirled with hers.

There would be no getting used to her and the cursed benediction that brought us together. Her rebellion and disobedience fueled the fire to my rock-hard cock.

Her soft hips moved up and down, swallowing me up as Dmitri drove through traffic, my sore shoulder blade rubbing into the leather seats. But it didn’t matter so long as she lavished me with her seductive body and whimpering moans.

“You like when my cock fills you up?” I said, my lips moving against hers. “My dirty little girl. Your pussy is so tight.”

Her head bobbed slightly, my grip stiff on her hair. “Yes,” she breathed on a loud exhale.

She tipped her head back, my hand braced on her hip, my other sliding down her chest as she moved with unadulterated vigor and rolled her nipple between my knuckles.

“Mmm,” she groaned, her teeth pulling on her bottom lip.

I pushed her down, desperation feeding my insides like wolves on a fresh kill. My need to cum inside her was a primal impulse, a thirst I needed to slake. “Faster,milaya.”

Her hips gyrated back and forth as if spelling out our demise, my legs tingling straight down to my toes.

“I’m almost there.” She rolled her head, and her eyes pinched tight.

“Look at me,” I commanded, yanking her head down until her closed eyes were level with mine. “Look at me when you come.” Mia’s teeth bit into her bottom lip as she opened them. “You won’t deny me the gift of seeing those beautiful grays when you’re ripped in two.”

Her features slackened, and the softest moan escaped her parted lips as she moved her hips against mine.

“That’s right, squeeze my cock.” Her cunt pulsed around me as her orgasm rocked her body, her hips moving faster as if chasing another, but there wouldn’t be time. My balls squeezed in an aching hold as tingles raced up and down my spine. “Right there.” I shuddered, my grip now on her hips, guiding her like a wild beast on the brink of death. Desperation clawed razor-sharp nails down my innards as I chased my release, my hips bucking. “Who could sacrifice such perfection?”

“I love when you speak Russian just for me.”

Her gasp filled my ears when I stiffened, my release shooting inside her as I buried my face between her breasts, my exhales blowing back in my face, smothering myself with her intoxicating scent. Our heavy breaths filled the car as I pulled her tighter against me, my mind rushing with the faces of those I’d sacrifice for her.

Because it was official, I’d never let her alluring body lay on my altar again, not for me and certainly not for Ruslan.

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