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“We need a condom.”

With a smirk that has me on the verge of climaxing again, Andrik shakes his head before he stuffs several inches of his big cock inside me. He doesn’t take me to the root, though the several inches he feeds inside feel fantastic.

As he flexes his cock, spiraling my mind more, he murmurs, “No, we don’t.”

“But… I started fertility medication.” I thrust my head side to side, slowing the roar of ecstasy surging through my body. “I could get pregnant. It is unlikely, but it is still a possibility.”

He cuts me off with a groan. “I. Don’t. Care.”

“You may not, but I do.”

I whimper desperately when he slowly pulls out. My pussy sucks at him, coercing him to stay like I’m not demanding the immediate removal of his cock until it is sheathed by a condom.

“That feelssogood.”

With one hand, he tilts my hips high while the other presses low on my stomach. “Because there’s nothing between us.”

I throw my head back and moan when he rams back in deep.

I’m so full, but it feels amazing.

“There willneverbe anything between us again.”

He jerks his hips upward, brushing the head of his cock against my G-spot. My body wrenches with every perfect grind.

“Not a condom.”

Another body-tingling thrust that bounces my breasts out of my bikini top.

“Not an organization.”

Stars blur my vision as the truth in his eyes crests the wave in my stomach.

“Not a wife.” My eyes threaten to burst along with my heart when he grunts out, “Nothingwill ever come between us again. I promise you that.”

I slam my eyes shut as he nails me to the sun lounger with frantic pumps to ensure none of my tears escape. I’ll never forgive myself if I get emotional during sex.

Andrik coerces my focus back to him with a teasing roll of his thumb over my clit. He toys with the hardened bud while warping my mind with measured pumps of his thick cock.

His endeavor to unravel me is relentless. He takes everything I’m willing to give, and then some. He claims me. Dominates me. He makes me his.

Then, not long after I’ve surrendered to the fact that no one will ever have me like this again, I lose all sense of control.

I can’t stop coming. It isn’t back-to-back-to-back orgasms. It is one continuous climax that pulls Andrik into the madness with me.

He fucks me rougher. Harder. More aggressively, until he fully rams inside me and then groans through the release of his hot cum spurting against the walls of my pussy.

47

ANDRIK

It’s been clear from the start that I don’t have the ability to deny my every want when Zoya is in front of me. She reminded me that I had a heart before Zakhar’s condition encouraged me to utilize it.

She’s an asset I never saw coming and a conquest I’ll never stop rejoicing, but I won’t have her at all if I don’t fix the mistakes I’ve made.

The hope in her eyes when I promised not to let anything come between us again…fuck.

It cut me like a knife.

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