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He was fucking me into submission.
His cock surged in and out of my channel, pounding into me like he owned every inch of my body. I teetered close to the edge of orgasm once again, and just when I thought my fucking couldn’t get any rougher, it did.
With savage thrusts, he consumed my body with his. I screamed, but then he plunged in deeper, harder.
I was going to be sore long after this was over.
“Come for me again, my queen. Let me feel this sweet pussy squeeze my cock while I fill it with my seed.”
His words were enough to send me over the precipice. A storm of desire raged through me, quickly spiraling out of control. Wave after wave of heated bliss burned through me as he growled so low that I nearly vibrated right there, impaled on top of his cock.
With several brutally hard strokes, he finally plunged all the way inside of me, and then his seed spurted deep in my belly. Each surge of his come was like a branding iron, hot and sordid and entirely taboo.
I loved every second of it.
For a long moment, he just held me there against that window, our ragged breaths echoing around us. I could feel his cock softening inside of me, but he didn’t rush to pull out of me. With our bodies flush against each other, I enjoyed the feel of him all around me.
I was captivated by the intensity in his eyes. I could hear his steady, rhythmic breathing, intermingling with mine. The scent of his cologne, a rich and inviting aroma, filled my senses. The taste of his lips lingered, a mix of sweetness and something uniquely him.
I was blissfully happy.
“I love you, Maci-girl. You’re mine. Forever,” he declared, his voice hoarse.
“I love you too, Nikolaos,” I relied, my voice soft.
And I meant it.
Slowly, he pulled his cock free of me and let me down to my feet. I stood on shaky legs, but he didn’t let go. Instead, his arm wound around my waist as he led me back to the table and pulled out my chair. It was only after I was in my seat that he let me go, albeit reluctantly.
“You look radiant. Freshly fucked and still dripping with my seed,” he purred, and my shameful arousal sizzled through me like a hot knife through butter.
“Thank you, sir,” I stammered, my cheeks flushed.
My face burned hot when the doors opened, and our waiter rolled in a tray covered with desserts. He placed several on the table, and my eyes opened as wide as saucers as I took in the sheer decadence of every dish.
There was a rich, velvety chocolate mousse topped with gold leaf, its texture promising to be as smooth as silk. Beside it, a traditional Greek custard-filled phyllo pastry glistened under the light, its syrupy coating shimmering enticingly. And then there was a delicate baklava, layers upon layers of phyllo dough, nuts, and honey, arranged to create a perfect balance of crunch and sweetness.
I couldn’t resist any longer, so I took a bite of the chocolate mousse. The moment it touched my tongue, a moan of delight escaped my lips. The mousse was as smooth and rich as it looked, melting in my mouth and flooding my senses with its decadent chocolate flavor.
I swallowed and my eyes flicked up to meet his.
“I’ve thought of something,” I began. I needed to make certain of something else, before things went any further.
“What is it, princess?”
“You won’t be able to hide me when I’m your wife. A marriage like ours deserves to be seen,” I said, a hint of playfulness in my tone despite the serious undertone.
Nikolaos looked at me intently. “I needed to hide you at first, but I don’t need to anymore. But I want you tell me why. Why did I need to hide you Maci-girl?” he prompted, his expression curious.
I thought for a moment before responding. “Well, I guess initially I was kind of a liability. It wasn’t safe to parade me in front of your enemies, plus I was outside your normal circle.”
“What else,” he pressed.
My mind raced, going over our every interaction until I finally settled on something else.
“As more time goes on, it seems like my presence might have led you to make some seemingly bold, some might call them rash decisions, specifically the bombing of the Stefanidis fleet, the fight at the charity ball, and what happened in the meeting with the Secretary-General.”
He nodded, acknowledging the truth in my words. I expected him to be angry at my blatant observation, but he wasn’t surprised, almost as if he had come to the same conclusion himself.
