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“And this is long overdue for both of us,” he added in a murmur, his lips against my neck, licking and nipping my skin.

He ran his finger along my breastbone and an ache pulsed between my thighs. He leaned me against the shower wall, water cascading all over us, then his mouth crushed against mine. I dragged my fingers over his muscular back, my nails scraping against his skin before raking them through his hair. He groaned into my mouth, the sound almost causing me to combust.

My oversensitive pussy needed his length, needed him inside me. I thrust my pelvis upward, his thick cock brushing over my drenched, aching spot. I threw my head back, my eyes fluttering shut as my whimpering moan vibrated through the shower.

He laved at my breasts like they were his favorite delicacy. His index finger brushed over my erect nipple and his name rumbled from my throat. I hooked my leg around his waist, aching for him. Ready for him.

Both of our gazes lowered to where our bodies connected, his length disappearing inside me and the image forever tattooing itself on my mind.

A long moan rocketed through the air as his cock sank deeper into my pussy at a painstakingly slow pace.

“Fuck,” he grunted against my lips. Impatient and greedy, I ground against him, wordlessly begging for him to go faster and harder. He gripped my hips, his fingers firm on them.

“Harder,” I begged shamefully, unsure if I screamed or whispered the words.

He withdrew his cock all the way to the tip, then slammed back into me in one powerful thrust.

He increased the tempo with each thrust, the speed making me race toward orgasm. His need matched mine, powering into me and making me feel gloriously full.

“Your pussy is mine,” he growled. His hand came around me, his finger finding my back hole, pushing against it. “Your ass is mine. Every part of you is mine forever.”

He pushed the tip of his finger into me and my back arched off the tiled wall.

“Oh. Oh. Oh. My. God.”

Shudders wreaked havoc through me, feeling the impending orgasm as my pussy clenched around his cock. His free hand held me in place, each powerful thrust sending me higher and higher. His mouth was on my neck, sucking, biting, kissing.

“Lykos,” I moaned, my orgasm launching me over the edge into the abyss of pleasure.

He followed right behind, filling me to the hilt in one last violent thrust and then spurting his hot cum into me. And all the while, my pussy spasmed around his length, milking him for every drop of his seed. My legs shook, his arms tight around me, and his dark eyes colliding with mine.

“You and me, Violet… It’s our turn to live now,” he whispered before sealing his mouth over mine.

THIRTY-EIGHT

LYKOS

Violet was wrecking me.

My nostrils flared as I tried to drag air into my lungs, every muscle in my body rigid, ready for another round. But I reined myself in. I tried to, anyway.

I pulled out of her tight pussy, the warmth of the moment lingering as the water continued to cascade over us. I reached for the soap, taking a moment to wash her before rinsing off myself.

Neither of us spoke, but it was a comfortable silence, broken only by the soft rush of the shower.

When we finally stepped out, the cool air wrapped around us. I reached for a towel and carefully patted her dry, taking my time. I was rock hard again after drying her off and lifted her with ease and went straight to the bedroom, not even caring I hadn’t dried myself off.

Ten years without her had caught up. I needed her again more than the oxygen I breathed.

She leaned into me as I carried her into the bedroom, the world and the past fading into the background. She locked herarms around my neck, gaze soft on me as she trailed her lips down my neck.

Lowering her onto the mattress, her arms remained locked around me and she pulled me along. I crawled in next to her, our bodies pressed together, skin against skin.

Then she surprised me and flipped us over, her knees hooking on each side of me. She looked like a goddess, hair cascading down her shoulders and covering part of her breasts.

My chest inflated with pride to see her marked by me.

“Ride me, Violet.” I slapped her ass. “I need your pussy to be strangling my cock. Right now.”