Page 117 of Viparious

“Not fair, I want to see.”

Pulling her forward with my hold on her throat, I press my promise to her lips before setting her back.

“Next time, moya koroleva.”

Fucking up into her when she relaxes, my eyes flick from her face to where I’m entering her. They can’t decide on which image to stay on, and my queen fucks me back. Meeting me thrust for thrust, Inessa takes my hand off her tit and sucks my thumb into her mouth. Hollowing her cheeks around the digit, she moans, pretending it’s my dick and there needs to be a way to feel her suck me down and fuck her at the same time.

Letting it go with a wet pop, she moves my thumb down her body and rests it against her clit. She’s already sensitive and the difference in temperature has her singing.

“More. I want you to come in me at the same time.”

Rewarding her filthy mouth, I give her the pressure she needs and coax the beautifully dirty words out.

“Should I pull out?”

She’s not on birth control, am I fuck wasting the opportunity.

She wants two kids, she’ll have them, fuck she can have ten if she’s safe and happy.

But she pouts like there’s ever a world I’ll deny her, and I lose my train of thought as she clenches, massaging my dick with her inner muscles.

“Fuuuuckkk, I can see you tugging on my dick.”

There no space between her tight pussy and my dick as she slowly lifts up, physically begging for my cum. It only gets better when she voices it and slams back down hard.

“Come in me and make me yours.”

Everything snaps, and I hold her nape, flipping her on her back. She’s already mine, never anyone else’s, but I need the confirmation. Straightening her leg against my chest, I hook her knee over my elbow and there’s nothing but my goal powering me. It’s not lust or need on a physical level. My need is greater, this woman, this queen filled with power and defiance in equal measure, is mine.

Arching her back and neck in silent command, I follow and wrap my hand around her throat. She smiles as I squeeze the side and scrapes her nails down my back as I fuck her harder. Opening her mouth on a silent scream, Inessa shakes and her eyes roll back in her head. I’m clenching every muscle in my body to stop from following her and bury my dick inside her fully to stop from being pushed out. It’s counterintuitive because she fucking rips my release from me, and I fall over her, catching myself on my hand beside her head.

We’re both breathing too hard, and our chests knock together, making her hiss. Rolling onto my back, I pull her to my side and kiss her head in apology.

“Izvinit3.”

She wraps her arm around me while we wait to breathe normally and nuzzles her cheek into my chest. She twitches her nose as I trace her profile with my finger but doesn’t stop me.She just flattens her hand on my chest, examining all of my crimes until she reaches Vanya’s birthday on my chest. Verena’s is now below it and she softly kisses below the dates.

The first thing I see as she looks up from my chest is her smile like I’ve given her the world as she gives her orders.

“You’re going to sleep in our bed every night?”

It’s phrased as a question, but the hardness in her eyes tells me there’s only one acceptable answer. Before she takes liberties. “And tattoo my name on your forehead?”

I’ve never been interested in marking my face, but if it makes her happy, I’ll do it.

Stroking down her back, I fold my arm under my head and close my eyes, getting comfortable for her rules.

“Pick a good font, meelaya,” I say easily.

Her imagination runs away with her, and she rests her cheek on my shoulder.

“Would you get your dick pierced? Then I can put property of Inessa on the lock.”

Fuck no. I don’t need a physical deterrent to control myself.

“If you let me do the same to your lips.”

She crosses her legs, thinking about the wrong set of lips. Then gets pissed at whatever fake scenario she’s created.

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