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Alina gasps as I press inside her, stretching her tight pussy as I slowly fill her to the hilt. The breath passes between my lips, urging me forward. I rock inside her, relishing the way she tightens around me, her muscles rippling with pleasure.
She’s so wet that, despite her tightness, it’s easy to slide in and out. Her panting breaths make my balls throb. I could lose it inside her right now, she feels so agonizingly good, but I want this to last. I want to show her every ounce of euphoria I can wring from her body. I want to fill her with pleasure that will wipe away any lingering ghosts that might haunt her.
Alina seems more than willing to soak up the intimacy between us, her fingers pressing into my back muscles as she clings to me. The friction of her soft skin brushing against mine sends tingling anticipation up my spine.
Rolling my hips, I fill her, finding her clit with my base every time. I can feel her nearing her climax as her walls tighten around me, their twitches intensifying and growing more regular.
“Oh, God!” she gasps, her head falling back onto the pillow as she seems to forget she needs to remain quiet.
“Shh-shh-shh.” I chuckle softly, but I don’t slow because I can barely find it in me to care whether someone hears us right now. She feels so insanely good that I’d gladly lay down my life to make her come on my cock.
Alina bites her lower lip, nodding as she presses her eyes closed with effort. She releases the softest of whimpers as her orgasm hits her. Warm arousal gushes around my hard length, slicking her already-wet pussy and driving me crazy as she milks my cock with impressive force.
Grinding my teeth, I fight my own release, determined to make her come at least once more.
Then Alina lifts her head up off her pillow to kiss me with scintillating heat.
17
ALINA
The sex tonight is intense and powerful in a way I never knew it could be. It’s not just insanely pleasurable—which it always is with Mishka. Tonight, the way he touches me is infused with love and affection. Like it might be the last time he ever gets to be with me and he wants to show me just what I mean to him.
This is what making love feels like.
Despite my reservations about trusting Mishka again, I can’t help but admit that I’m dangerously in love with him. Somehow, it doesn’t matter what he might have planned to do to my father when he first came into my life. Mishka has made it clear that he will do anything to protect me. I feel safer with him than anyone else in the world.
And as he brings me to another climax, it feels as though he’s worshiping me.
I’m just as eager to show him how grateful I am that he came to my rescue—again. With Mishka, I can trust that he will do whatever it takes to find me. And while I questioned whether my own father might sacrifice his life to save mine, I don’t have that same doubt about Mishka.
He shows me with every touch, every glance that he would die for me.
Which is why I find it impossible not to open my heart to him.
Electric ripples of pleasure wash through me as the aftershocks of my orgasm slowly fade. Mishka continues to rock inside me. His thick girth is almost too much, and at the same time, it’s so perfectly pleasurable, finding all the intimate spots of pleasure that leave me gasping and breathless.
To stay quiet when my body is overcome with euphoria is near impossible. But I can’t make a noise because my father wouldn’t hesitate to kill Mishka if he found him in here, pinning me beneath his naked body, claiming me like he intends to capture my soul.
And I would give it to him readily.
Because Mishka loves me so intensely, so pleasurably, that I would give him anything to let me feel like this forever.
“God, you feel so good,” he growls, the agony in his voice telling me just how close he is to coming.
The thought of him filling me with his seed sends my pleasure skyrocketing. I grip him, my legs wrapping around his hips as I cling to him with my fingers. “So good,” I whimper, my core throbbing with excitement.
“I’m gonna come,” he groans, his muscular shoulders tensing as he fights the urge.
“Don’t stop,” I plead, rolling my hips and tightening my thighs around him.
“Fuck, Alina,” he rasps, a shudder rippling through his body, but he does as I ask.
And that is so sexy, I think I might implode. Pressing my lips together, I do my best to muffle the whimper that rises from my chest. My orgasm blasts through me, sending a wave of ecstasy out to my fingers and toes as my skin tingles with relief.
Mishka grunts, his hips thrusting forward as he slams inside me and hot cum gushes deep in my depths. We pant together, his head pressed against my pillow beside my ear as his cock throbs and pulses in rhythm with my pussy.
It’s so intensely sensual, so deeply satisfying that it steals my breath away.
