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As his hand tightened around my neck, I blindly found his other one and brought it to my clit. I helped him stroke myself and sighed breathlessly from the lust. Kova's body hardened and I took satisfaction in that. Reaching a little farther, I wrapped my thumb and forefinger around his girth at the base and helped guide his cock back and forth into me. Our pleasure covered my hand and I squeezed harder from the slippery mess we'd created. Kova bit down on my neck and chills scored my skin. He liked it, I loved it.

"Are you mine? Really mine?" I asked out of nowhere. If I was his, it was only fair he was mine.

"I have been yours since the day you walked into World Cup, malysh. The moment I saw you, I knew that was it and that I would have you one day."

He didn't need to say more. I knew why things had gone the route they had. Only this time, I actually believed him.

Twenty-Eight

My thighs shook. I reached behind me and fisted his hair, pulling on the strands as I brought his free hand to rest on my mound.

"Feel that?" I pushed his hand down as he thrust his cock inside me. He growled against my jaw. He felt what I felt and it was hot as hell. "That's your cock fucking me. In and out, you can feel yourself taking me and how deep you are.

He shook his head. "This is not me fucking you, this is me making love to you, because, Ya lyublyu tebya, malysh. Ya lyublyu tebya."

My lips parted and my breathing labored at his candor, but I couldn’t say it back, even though my heart ached to.

I knew better.

"Come with me, malysh," he said, and I nodded. I was beyond ready. "Let me show you just how good it can be." Then he kissed me roughly, biting my lips, and I gave it right back, meeting his needs.

I placed my palm over our joined bodies to feel us orgasm together. I wanted to feel his cum leak from me, to know he felt just as good as I did. My lips, swollen and plump, were spread wide. There was something sexy about our bodies and how they moved and stretched to fit our carnal needs. Kova's fingers sped up on my tender clit, and the hold he had around my neck tightened to an asphyxiating level but I didn't fight it. I couldn’t. Not when I was drowning in the pleasure he gave me.

Hips thrusting harder and faster, my nails scored his cock as our bodies trembled on the edge of desire. We were both there, and we both let go.

Kova released inside me, his cock pulsating as his warm semen filled me, seeping out the sides. He coated my fingers and my pussy softened around him to soak up what he gave me. His body shook behind me and a gratified smile tipped the corners of my mouth as I bit down on his lip. I loved knowing he felt what I did. I quickly followed, coming on him. Reaching farther, I grabbed his sack and squeezed. The hand on my throat tightened to the point I couldn't breathe, but the pleasure was so intense that I didn't care. I wanted more, and more, and more, and to never come down from this high.

Little silver stars danced in my vision as the orgasm wracked through my body. My heart beat so hard and fast and an exhausted blissful sigh rolled off my lips. An out-of-body sensation prickled down my arms that ended with my toes curling in need. Kova was right. I didn't come apart in Hayden's arms the way I did his.

Kova was showing me who he was and what he had to give. His hips hadn't stopped moving, and I was too high on this intense thirst for more to realize the smoky black clouds crawling across my vision was partially from the sensuality and depraved passion only Kova could deliver, and from the grip he had on my throat.

I released a sigh just as the darkness closed in, and felt the plush softness of my bed against my back.

Opening my eyes, I took a deep breath and blinked a few times. I looked around. I was a little foggy, my head disoriented. Kova was leaning over me, his head propped on his palm and a sensual smile on his lips. His hand was between my legs, gently, softly, stroking me through his cum. This man never got tired.

"Did I fall asleep?" I asked. My throat was raw.

"Sometimes when the pleasure is so extreme, people will pass out. You passed out."

My brows rose. That couldn't be safe. "For how long?"

"Not very long. Just a few minutes or so."

"And so you took it upon yourself to touch me like that?" I joked.

His eyes flickered with wickedness. "I like the idea of my cum deep inside you," he said and gave me a little kiss as he inserted two orgasm-soaked fingers slowly into my sore pussy. The wet suction echoed in the confinement of my room. "It makes me utterly fucking hot for you."

My back bowed, lifting my breasts into the air. "No more, Kova," I said, breaking the kiss. "I'm too sore and I'm tired."

He shook his head. "I want to touch you."

I couldn’t deny him. "Fine, but I'm going to sleep." I laughed and rolled into his chest with a smile.

I felt a million times lighter, like I was normal again. His fingers stroked me, teased me, but never penetrated again. A simmer of heat kindled in me as I fell asleep. I caught myself rolling over onto his hand and grinding down when a little pinch nipped at my skin, just hard enough to send me over the edge again and into oblivion.

I'd only slept for a few hours before I was rousing to the scent of spices wafting through my condo. I sat up and got out of bed to quickly grab a shirt and slip it on. I shivered as the material draped over me, a chill setting in my bones when I realized I'd forgotten to take my medication earlier. Shit.

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