Page 117 of Stolen By The Bratva King

I gotta stop.The urge to empty myself into her is almost irresistible, but I haven’t spent three days consumed with thoughts of my own orgasm.

It’sherpleasure I crave, and I need her to unravel so her delicious cunt can milk me dry.

Don’t think about that, dammit!

I pull out suddenly, and Emery gasps as I flip her onto her front. I slap her butt cheek hard and drag her onto her knees, ripping her panties away and exposing her blushing pussy and asshole to my attention.

“I hate how much weight you’ve lost,” I say, reaching beneath her and finding her swollen clit. “Rest assured,val’kiriya—I will make it my personal mission to get every bit of your jiggle back.”

Her laugh turns into a sigh as I work her. I rest my cock in the valley between her buttocks and slide back and forth, enjoying the twitching of her asshole against my shaft.

“I can’t believe you can even tell,” she murmurs. “I wasted so much time and energy in the past on shrinking my body when all I needed was a few days of captivity.”

I slip my cock lower, catching her pussy.

“I’ll gladly lock you in my apartment, feed you anything you like, and fuck you senseless. Deal?”

She drops her head onto the bed as I ease inside her. “Deal,” she says. “Oh my God, Leon. If you keep touching me like that while you fuck me, I’ll come so hard.”

“That’s the plan, baby.” I grab her butt cheek, my thumb rubbing against her pucker. “You’re my good slut—you don’t have to do anything but take it.”

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Emery

I’m full ofhim. My skin is hot, and my throat thrums where Leon’s fingertips dug in, but I love it.

Leon wants me so much that he can barely hold back, yet he asked before taking what he needed from my body.

My husband is obsessed with me, but even more than that, herespectsme.

It’s not a feeling I’m used to, but it’s beginning to stick, and I believe him when he says I’m worth it. Of the many good things I deserve, he’s the best of all.

Leon’s taut abdomen presses against the flesh of my ass. He groans, and I respond with a clench of my internal walls.

“Emery, for fuck’s sake,” he says, spanking me again as he presses harder on my clit. “If you keep that up, I’ll come, and there won’t be a thing I can do about it.”

Oh, Ilikethat. What a delicious thought—with my pussy muscles alone, I could tense and release, edging him until he’s losing his mind.

In fact, I have an even better idea.

“Stop,” I say. “Stay still.”

Leon freezes, still buried inside me. “Are you alright?” he asks, his voice loaded with concern.

“I wanna try something,”

I rearrange my body so I can move more freely, leaning forward, and his cock slips slowly out of me until only the head is inside.

I flutter the muscles at my entrance, and with a groan, he grabs my waist in both hands to pull me onto him.

“Nope.” I throw a smile over my shoulder. “Stay still, and let me bounce on it. I’ll touch myself, and when I’ve got what I want, you can get yours.”

Leon blows out his breath through pursed lips.

“Hell. Alright. But if you love me, you won’t fuck me up for too long. I’m only a man.”

His hands relax, still wrapping my middle but moving with me, not for me. I make small motions with my hips, fucking myself with his cockhead only, and he growls.

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