Page 116 of Viripotent

“Not God, who’s fucking you?”

She stretches her little finger out and I swap hands as it brushes my thumb. There’s a soft smile on her face when she notices, and she hooks her little finger under mine.

“You.”

Her hair gets caught in my stubble and she widens her legs as she lets her claims ring out.

“Dyavol maya.”

My thrusts slow.

“Vladik maya.”

Fuck, this woman will be my death.

Needing her to climax again, my movements are wild. It’s not about my pleasure. She’s so fucking beautiful and the only time I get to have Inessa as mine is in these moments. When it’s over, it’s back to normal again and she’ll never be fully mine. She’s meant for better, and I’m destined for worse.

I hold her jaw, tilting her face towards me and sealing our lips together. Her tongue strokes mine softly and her dopey smile is against my lips. Powerful woman. Brushing my fingersdown her neck, I can already feel her heart beating against my chest, but I want to hold it in my hand. I want to holdher,more than fucking her. She gasps into my mouth as I band my arm around her tits and squeeze the left one. It’s the closest I’ll get to holding the organ, and she pushes her chest into me with more moans floating into my mouth.

She grinds back into me as I slowly lift her, so she’s not bent over. I sound weak as fuck begging into her mouth for lies when we both know this is temporary.

“Tell me you’re mine.”

There’s no sadness in her voice, it’s pure lust.

“For as long as you’re mine, I’m yours, lapackha.”

Kissing me with more ferocity, she can’t stop showing that we’re both addicted, and she speaks into me.

“My king.”

I hold her tighter at the claim on her tongue and pinch her clit between two fingers.

“My monster.”

Ending on a moan, it turns into a scream as I thrust up and bury myself inside her. I can’t control my climax. For the first time in my life, I come without any other thoughts and my knees go weak.

Catching myself with a hand on the wall, I hug my queen to me as she goes through the aftershocks of her climax. I’m breathless and her heart is hammering in my palm and through her back into my chest.

“Fuck, you’re too tight,” I whisper into her hair.

She doesn’t nod or move voluntarily, her legs shake, and I press my hand flat between her hips as she continues clenching around me, trying to push me out. Kissing the side of her head, I soften my voice.

“Relax meelaya, don’t make me leave yet.”

Her breath stutters in her chest and she rolls her cheek against my bicep.

As soon as my breathing returns to normal, all the shit comes back in. I can’t get attached to anyone else. I’ll be leaving this place as soon as it’s all done, but Inessa makes me wish for something different. Something more. Her annoying mouth and refusal to listen has infiltrated my life, she’s infected me, and I wish I never fucking found her birth control. Then I’d be ignorant and allowed longer.I let myself have this moment, where she’s in my arms, and my lips are pressed to her hair.

The brat clenches, keeping my dick hostage, and looks up at me with a gentle order.

“Little bit longer, you feel too good.”

My smile is slow, but even I can feel the warmth in it. Nodding my head, I kiss her cheek and work my lips down to her neck. She smells like home and the little crease between her shoulder and neck is a direct hit to my addicted senses. She leaks around my dick, our cum mixing together as proof that we exist, as I swirl my tongue on her skin. I want more and hold two fingers to her lips without leaving her neck.

She doesn’t wait for an instruction and sucks on the digits. Going past my second knuckle with nothing but moans has my head moving back to watch if it’s real. Fuck me, she doesn’t have a fucking gag reflex and I touch the back of her tongue. Her smile is full of smug satisfaction, not inexperience, and I’m going to fucking kill someone. Any good feelings are replaced with rage at the thought of anyone touching her.

“Who?”

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