Page 111 of Vendetta Vows

As her trembling subsides, I slowly withdraw my fingers from her slick heat. Her eyes meet mine, hazy with satisfaction yet somehow hungry for more. I bring my fingers to my lips and savor her essence.

Aurora's lips capture mine, and her tongue sweeps into my mouth so that she might taste herself on me.

She pulls back just enough to look into my eyes. Her pupils are dilated, her breath coming in quick pants. There's a new confidence in her movements as she shifts her weight, sliding her body up against mine.

"I want you," she whispers, her voice rough with desire. "All of you."

She moves to straddle me, the silky skin of her legs brushing against my hips. I grip her waist, steadying her as she positions herself above me.

"Zarechka," I breathe, running my hands up her sides, savoring the feel of her soft skin beneath my calloused palms. "Are you sure?"

"I am."

She reaches behind her. When her delicate fingers wrap around my cock, I can't suppress the groan that escapes me. Her touch is tentative at first, then grows more confident as she feels my reaction.

"Don't you want to fuck me?" she asks, her eyes never leaving mine.

"I do," I manage, my voice strained with the effort of maintaining control.

Her fingers tighten, stroking upward with exquisite pressure. My hips buck involuntarily, seeking more of her touch. The sensation of her hand wrapped around me while her eyes hold mine creates an intimacy I haven't felt in decades.

If ever.

She leans forward to kiss me again, her hair falling around us like a curtain, creating a private world where only we exist. Where there is no bratva, no danger, no past haunting either of us. Just Aurora and me, and the connection growing between us.

Her strokes grow bolder, more assured. I let my head fall back against the pillow, surrendering to her touch, to this moment of vulnerability I never thought I'd allow myself again.

She watches me, her breath shallow but steady.

"Then fuck me, Ruslan," she whispers. "Please fuck me."

Without breaking eye contact, I shift our positions, gripping her hips and positioning her until I feel the head of my cock slowly pushing into her wet entrance.

Her eyes widen at the sensation, her hands clutching at my shoulders.

And then, with a tilt of my hips, I push myself completely inside.

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AURORA

When he finally pushes insideme, my body feels like it's awakening for the first time.

"Oh God..." I gasp, my fingers digging into his shoulders.

Ruslan is huge.

He's stretching me in ways I've never experienced. But it's not pain I feel; it's completion. Like finding a missing piece of myself I never knew was lost.

"Zarechka," he whispers against my neck. "Are you okay?"

I nod frantically, unable to form words as he fills me completely. This doesn't compare to that night in the back of the police cruiser. That hurried, shameful experience where I felt like an object being used.

I squeeze my eyes shut and banish those memories.

"Look at me," Ruslan commands softly.

When I open my eyes, his golden gaze anchors me to this moment. To him. To us.

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