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“I know, milaya moya. I feel it too.”
She bit her lip and held him tighter.
Something deep inside shifted, grew. Warmth blossomed into a feeling so profound she was left grasping to comprehend what it meant. Deep down she knew her world was about to shift with something so world-shattering that if she had a minute, it would have been nice to consider just how drastically her life was about to change by taking Sevastyan inside her.
But Sevastyan had other ideas. “You’re such a gift. A treasure.” He broke off in a string of Russian. Her heart tightened and then softened.
She wound her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.
The events of the night no longer existed while she was in his arms. He pulled out of her, nestling the head of his erection at her entrance, only to plunge back inside her once again—faster, harder.
He gripped one of her buttocks a little harder. “Wrap your legs around my waist tighter. Hold on tight, don’t let me go and tilt that sweet ass so I can drive deeper.”
She did as he softly commanded and groaned with her head falling back when he sank in deeper than she imagined possible. Her walls flexed and tightened around his unyielding length.
Her nails bit into the flesh of his shoulders as he drove in, rocking her against him.
“Make me yours, Sevastyan.” She raised her head and slashed her gaze to his. The intensity of his eyes left her breathless as their bodies moved together. Mist from the shower glistened on their skin as he leaned in and took her mouth with a fierce, claiming kiss.
Water sluiced down their bodies, and he groaned a sound that bordered on a growl. It seemed he fought an inner war with himself and the way she dug her heels into his backside, taking him deeper, seemed to tip the scales to the darker side.
He plunged in and drew out, slow and hard enough to have her screaming one minute and shaking the next. Rhia had never felt so torn and whole at the same time. He and his brothers were all she ever wanted and everything she shouldn’t desire all at once. In the middle of her nightmare there stood her men, her knights, her enemies.
And she never wanted anything else more than she did at that moment. A familiar ache settled low in her core, tightening her channel around his arousal with each plunge of his cock. Heat flamed against her insides and grew hotter the harder he worked her.
Rhia cried out from the overwhelming sensations filling her to overflowing.
Her lashes dipped, and her head fell back. Teeth grazed the sensitive skin underneath her ear and dragged down to the dip between her shoulder and neck. She reached for him, held him close, and buried her fingers into the wet locks of his dark hair.
Her orgasm bloomed and warmed her from the core out.
It grew inside her with each thrust, each moan and pump of his hips like he stoked the fire inside her. When it reached explosive temperatures, the power of their eruption would leave her breathless and melting in his arms.
Her eyes flew open and the unchained emotions he kept hidden behind a wall escaped for her to see. “Sevastyan,” she gasped.
His gaze clashed with hers. “You’re too perfect for us, but I’m too much of an asshole to let you slip away from us.” His words came out choked, broken.
Sharp angles of need made the lines of his cheekbones and jawline appear harsh in the low light.
Using one hand he pinned hers above her head and sank into her as he leaned forward and took a hard nipple between his soft lips. The brush of his beard sent a shiver through her and she groaned, tightening her thighs which made him tense around her.
She arched into his arms, wanting more of him touching her. A thousand sensations bombarded her from all sides. She was so close. So desperate for the release that built to a fiery need inside her.
As if knowing she was on the verge of her climax, Sevastyan commanded, “Look at me and scream my name.” He pumped hard, driving his thick cock into her so hard she lost her breath.
“Come for me. Now, kroshka. NOW!”
The world shimmered and blurred but one thing she didn’t lose focus of was Sevastyan. He leaned into her and gazed down, watching her face so intently like he wanted to memorize every detail of her as her body stiffened while wrapped around him.
“Sevastyan!” she screamed through the first wave of her release contracting her tight walls around his thick erection.
He picked her up from the wall and held her to him, his strong arms a protective shield keeping her safe as she let herself fall into the waiting flames.
He pumped rapidly and she could feel him on the verge of his release. His body tensed and his cock grew thicker seconds before she felt the first pulse of his release fill her. His head fell back, and the deep roar of his climax shook every cell in her body.
She latched onto him, claiming his mouth in a hard kiss, and he returned every ounce of chaotic bliss as his seed spilled into her. The feelings she tried to shove aside and bury beneath pain strengthened and deepened, forming a bond she’d never felt for another person in her entire life.
He held her tighter to him, and she read his actions louder than any words he could utter. He felt the connection between them grow, binding them, yet she knew part of them was missing. Lucian, Roman, Matteo. She missed them.
