Page 111 of Beautiful Agony

His cum glistens on my skin in the soft light, marking me as his. The thought sends another aftershock of pleasure rippling through my core. My inner muscles clench rhythmically around his fingers as the intensity of my orgasm slowly begins to ebb.

A whimper escapes my throat as Vadim slowly withdraws his fingers. My inner muscles clench, trying to keep him inside. My body still trembles with aftershocks as he brings those glistening fingers to his mouth.

His stormy gray eyes hold mine captive as his tongue darts out to taste my arousal. The sight makes my breath catch. A low moan rumbles from his chest as he sucks his fingers clean.

"So sweet," he purrs. "Like honey and starlight mixed together."

A languid smile tugs at my lips.

"You finally did it," I whisper, still catching my breath. "Made me into the little star in the heart of your constellation."

His eyes glimmers at my words, pupils blown wide with renewed desire and sends fresh heat pooling between my thighs.

"Ohzvyozdochka," he growls, voice rough with need. "I'm not nearly done making you shine yet." His hand cups my cheek, thumb brushing over my swollen lips. "Get on the bed."

The commanding tone in his voice makes me shiver with anticipation. This is the voice of the pakhan—the man who rules Seattle's underworld with an iron fist.

But as he kneels between my legs and spread my thighs open, his touch remains gentle, reverent, as if handling something infinitely precious.

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VADIM

I stareup at Lacey as I kneel between her legs. Her thighs tremble under my palms as I spread them apart. Her pussy glistens in the dim light, already dripping with arousal for me. Only me. I start with a soft kiss against her inner thigh, then graze my teeth over the delicate flesh.

"Please..." she whispers, hips shifting restlessly.

I smile against her skin and move even slower, savoring each inch. Her scent drives me wild but I maintain control, letting my lips and teeth mark a deliberate path closer to where she wants me most. Her fingers tangle in my hair and try to guide me.

"Vadim..." Her voice catches as I nip particularly close to her center. "Don't tease..."

Her plea only makes me want to draw this out longer. I let my tongue dart out, tasting the skin near her pussy but never quite reaching it. She whimpers, bucking her hips desperately.

"Please, I need you..." The raw need in her voice makes my cock throb. But I won't give in. Not yet.

I continue my torturous path, alternating between kisses and gentle bites along her inner thighs. Her legs shake as I get closer and closer to her pussy before pulling back again. Her fingers tighten in my hair.

"Please..." she begs again, voice breaking. "Please, I can't take it anymore..."

I smile against her thigh, letting my breath ghost over her wet pussy. Her hips buck wildly, seeking contact that I deliberately withhold.

I breathe in deeply, letting her intoxicating scent fill my lungs—that delicate blend of lavender and citrus mixed with the heady aroma of her arousal. My cock throbs painfully at how wet she is, her essence already seeping into the sheets beneath us.

"Look at you,zvyozdochka," I murmur against her thigh. "You're soaking the bed."

“For you,” she whimpers, her hips rising off the mattress. “It’s all for you. Just please..."

Her words send a surge of possessive desire through me. My fingers find her pussy, gently spreading her lips to expose her completely to my gaze. Her clit is glistening, swollen with need, and I can't resist any longer.

I seal my mouth over her, drinking in her sweetness with a deep groan. Her taste explodes across my tongue—familiar yet somehow always new, always perfect. Her thighs tremble against my shoulders as I begin to feast.

Her breathy moans fill my ears as I worship between her thighs. Each whimper sends electric thrills down my spine, knowing that I'm the one drawing these sounds from her perfect lips.My fingers dig into her thighs, spreading them wider, giving me deeper access to feast.

I let my hand drift up her body, gathering the pearly drops of my cum that marks her skin. Her back arches as I reach her breasts, kneading the soft flesh.

She's so responsive, so perfect. My fingers find her hardened nipple and I pinch lightly, making her cry out.

"That's it,zvyozdochka," I growl against her pussy before diving back in. My fingers, now sticky with cum, trace her lips. She opens eagerly, taking them into her hot mouth. The sensation of her tongue swirling around my fingers while I devour her makes my spent cock twitch with renewed interest.

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