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He’s panting and so am I. I lift my hips to him, one hand in his hair, the other on his shoulder, and he starts to move, long, hard, steady strokes that turn from pain to pleasure quickly.

The man is controlled in his thrusts, and I bite his shoulder as he fucks me hard and powerful, like it’s his job, the thing he was born to do.

Ripples like tiny orgasms hit my bloodstream. He’s so big and new, and I feel myself clench tight in spasms around him. He bites my throat in response. The pain is sharp and sudden, making me gasp out loud.

“Fuck, Rose.”

He pushes into me, keeping it deep, full, steady. That big orgasm he promises is there. Waiting. I lift my hips to him again, wanting to help. He shudders, keeping his control. With each thrust, the pleasure in me grows and I lose myself in him, in the sensation of Nikolai inside of me.

As we move together, his control starts to slip, slamming hard into me over and over again. The bed rocks with every thrust, the headboard banging into the wall in a rhythm, and I come around him,finally. This time, it’s bigger, better, and I cry out. It’s not enough. It’s not that something.

“Fuck.”

Just one word from him, drawn from the depths of his bones, and he slips more, that control sliding away completely, and things go wild. It’s so glorious, and soon, I’m building back to that giant something as he hammers home over and over again.

This time when I come, it’s so powerful, it sets him off with me. The spurt of him inside me makes me convulse harder.

Nikolai collapses on me, wrapped about me, still inside. I’m shaking with the aftermath of the powerful orgasm, pleasure still washing through me.

What in the world just happened? That was so fast.

Thing is, he’s still hard inside me. I’m not sure how that’s possible, but I want more.

I wrap my legs about his waist out of instinct and he kisses me, first in slow, small kisses, then in deeper, stronger, more erotic ones.

He moves in me again and this time, it’s different. Instead of the snip of pain, I’m drowning in pleasure. Nothing makes sense except that he’s in me, I’m part of him, and we’re coming together slow and fast, intense and leisurely.

He rolls me on top and has me ride him, then pulls me down and pushed up in him. I grind down on him as he takes my mouth, his hips hitting my clit with each thrust. He turns us once more and it’s different again.

This time, it’s a dance so breathtakingly intimate, I lose myself again. I’m his. He’s mine. I open to him and we come again, somehow harder, better. After, when we’re done, I’m just…

Lost.

Chapter28

Nikolai

Rosalind falls asleep in my arms. I wasn’t expecting to fuck her that second time, but holy fuck, she got me hard so fast after having her, taking her, violating her innocence, that… I don’t know what the fuck happened.

I just wanted and needed more.

Honestly, I didn’t expect it to be that good the first time. It was just supposed to be something to try and make her enjoy herself, get it over and done with for me, but… it had been… like nothing else.

Isn’t that Rose, though? Like nothing else. She’s sweet and soft and trusting, curled against me. I brush a strand of her hair from her face. I know I hurt her a little because she’s so tight and I’m… yeah.

I prepped her and I know I should have stretched her out with my fingers before I entered her, but she was coming, holding off from the main one. If I slid my fingers into her cunt, she’d have lost it completely.

I wanted to own that orgasm, wanted to feel the big one I built around my cock, the hard spasms as she screamed my name. I’ve been in her with my fingers when she comes. I know what it feels like.

Controlling myself once inside her was harder than I ever thought it would be.

Never has that been a problem before. I’ve wanted women, lusted so much I’ve lost control. I’m not about to lie.

But not like that. Never like this. I suspect it’s going to be a battle every time, no matter how many times I take her.

The last woman I had an intense sexual relationship with was older, impossibly sexy and beautiful, so in control. She was ready and willing to do anything I wanted, able to be submissive in the bedroom and a dominatrix in business, a fascinating person I needed to have longer than most. Not even with her was it ever like this, like it is with my sweet, beautiful little Rose.

Fuck, when she came, it was glorious. She set me off. Both times.

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