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He wasn’t lying. Gone was his control. Alek wasn’t fucking me anymore. My Reaper was.

“I absolutely knew you’d be good. Fuck, but this is so much more than I ever imagined. My god, you’re incredible.”

Lifting my hips off the bed, I pressed into him, rubbing my clit along the base of his cock. I was vaguely aware we were moving to the music playing in the background. The sensual dance of our bodies was magical. His free hand tightened on my hip.

“Reaper.” My legs shook as I moaned and ground myself against him.

My pussy clenched him tightly, and my legs stiffened. I was going to come. There was no stopping it. I panted his name, seeking permission.

“Come for me, kitten,” he demanded.

I screamed his name over and over as my orgasm ripped through my body, shattering me. I came apart piece by piece under him as my pussy quivered around his cock. Sobs racked my body as colors danced behind my eyes in a kaleidoscope of explosions.

Chapter 60

Aleksandr

Mine

The sight of her coming undone as she came all over my cock was enough to throw me over the edge. I had learned her tears weren’t from sadness, but from the intense, euphoric release she found with me.

She kept her emotions bottled up, and my heart swelled bigger than my cock, knowing she trusted me enough to let go completely. Her hand tightened over my fingers around her throat, squeezing.

She whispered over and over, “Mind, body, and soul.”

I lost all sense and reason and pumped into her, murmuring the same words in her ear. My entire being was wrapped around the girl under me. I called out her name as my balls clenched, and my cum shot out, filling her, coating her, marking her, claiming her. I came so fucking hard, my soul fragmented into pieces and left my body to the point where I couldn’t catch my breath.

Panting, I slowed down, feeling the last remnants of cum shoot into her. I marveled at the feel of my dick finally at home where it belonged, pulsing as she throbbed around me. I could stay inside of her forever. I slid in and out of her a few more times and then pulled out.

She winced, and a sound of pain escaped her lips. She rolled over to her side, curling up in a tiny ball. Looking down at the sight of her blood on my cock filled me with a deep sense of ownership. But as much as I hated to do it, I headed into the bathroom and cleaned myself.

After grabbing a clean cloth for her, I got it warm and returned to bed. Her eyes were closed, tears streaming down her cheeks, and she turned her head away. Parting her legs, I swallowed hard as I stared at her. She jerked against the wet material and tried to push my hands away.

“You will let me clean you,” I ordered.

She relaxed, sighed, and said, “You came inside me, Alek.”

I didn’t answer her. She was mine, and she’d learn sooner rather than later that I planned very much to keep her. If she was worried about me getting her pregnant and leaving her, she’d learn quickly that wasn’t going to happen. I traced her stomach, envisioning it swollen with my son or daughter.

“What are you doing?” she exclaimed as I picked her up.

“Bathroom. You need to use it. I won’t have you getting a UTI on me.” I took her inside and set her down in front of the toilet. She blushed as my cum dripped down her thigh. Pushing it back inside her, I cupped her pussy for a minute.

“What are you doing?” she repeated, trying to swat my hand away.

“Keeping a bit of me inside you a little longer.”

She looked mortified, and it made me laugh. Removing my hand from her pussy, I slapped her ass, smearing my cum over it. “Go on, I’ll wait for you.”

She closed the door to the small room that housed the toilet. A loud hiss and mumbled words followed. “Damn, shit, that stings. Fuck.”

“Language, young lady,” I warned, hearing her mumble some more.

God, she had me feeling high. Waves of euphoria coursed through me like a drug. When her cute face finally emerged, I couldn’t contain myself. I scooped her up, feeling her soft warmth against me as I spun her around.

Her hair fanned out, catching the light, and her laughter was like music, wrapping around me and lifting me higher. I may as well have been on cloud nine. Every sensation was amplified by the joy of having her in my arms. I carried her back to bed. My heart pounded with happiness.

“Alek,” she whispered as I held her close.

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