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“Fuck!” I yell, fisting the pillow harder, wishing for the agony of the stretch to ease back into the sweetness of pleasure only he can give me.
“I think you like this, Pchelka. You like the pain. You like that I won’t let you run away from the pleasure.”
I shake my head. I don’t want any of that to be true. But it is.
“Don’t lie, Pchelka.” He smacks my ass again, sending a shiver through my body as he pulls back and thrusts forward again and again. He’s not stopping now. My body has become his plaything, and he’s pressing every perfect button.
My clit swells and becomes more sensitive to his touch while he’s fucking my ass. The pressure in my belly builds and within moments, I’m there, at the precipice of an orgasm.
“Liars don’t get to come,” he says a moment later, as always knowing my body as well as me. He pounds into me harder, stealing away my breath, locking up my words.
My body coils tight, ready to be launched.
“Let’s see your pussy.” He shifts his arm, moving his fingers from my clit to my pussy. Then he thrusts two fingers inside.
I cry out, the sensation too amazing to stay quiet. With what movement I can muster, I push back at him, meeting his hard thrusts, craving more, wanting the burn to increase.
“Such a tight pussy, too!” He leans over my body, biting down on my shoulder. The pain blends into the melting pot of sensations he’s creating, making me hover over my release.
“Oh God, Luka. I can’t. Please. I can’t wait.” I buck back at him while he inserts a third finger into my pussy. “Too much! Too much!” I scream out, but I’m still meeting his thrusts and wanting more. So much more.
“Not enough. Ever.” He bites down again. “I’ll never have enough of you,” he mutters against my shoulder just as one of his fingers flicks over my clit.
It’s over.
My body uncoils, launching me into the purple spiraling haze of orgasmic pleasure. I’m unglued. My cunt pulsates, gripping his fingers, while my clit feels as though it’s going to burst, all while my ass swallows his cock deeper and deeper, driving me to the brink of insanity.
My screams bounce off the walls, but I’m not done. Each new wave of pleasure brings a new cry of release. It is the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever experienced. And it’s only because of how much I trust Luka that I’m able to soar so high. No matter how violent, how dangerous he may be to the outside world, he is a safe haven for me. I will forever be safe in his arms.
Slowly, as the waves begin to ebb, he withdraws his fingers from my body and grips my hips with both hands.
“Hold steady.” He grunts as he thrusts harder and harder, and when I think he can’t go any harder, he does. I bury my face into the pillow, crying out from the pain, the stretch, the humiliation of enjoying every bit of this.
“Fuck!” He bellows his own release, plowing into me once, twice, and then holding firmly against me, his cock fully buried inside me as his own ecstasy rips through him. The sensitive tissues of my ass allow me to feel every beat of his orgasm. Hard pulses. Hot streams of his seed spill into me.
The weight of him pushes me flat onto the bed. His hard breaths wash over my face until his breathing calms
“Avery,” he whispers in my ear, as he slips from my body. “Stay still. I’ll get a cloth to clean you.” And in the next moment he’s gone, and chilled air brushes over my naked body. I’m sore and stretched. My heart is worse off because I crave him more now than before. Not just his amazing touch, but his arrogance, his over-protectiveness. I want it all, and I want it for much longer than the short time we have together.
I’m trembling when he returns. He sits beside me on the bed, gently running the warm, wet cloth between my ass cheeks and over my pussy. I’m sure there’s a mess on the bedding under me and my tears soak into the pillow beneath me. After he’s done, he touches my back.
“Pchelka, you’re cold. Come beneath the blankets.” He pulls the blankets back on his side of the bed, gesturing for me to climb beneath them. Once I’m tucked inside the warmth of the bed, he slides in beside me, cradling me against his body.
I fit so perfectly against him. We’re like two puzzle pieces that come together to form the full picture. These are dangerous thoughts. I’m losing myself in this man. He’s going to go home to Russia.
And take my heart with him.
“You’re mine now, Avery. Every part of you belongs to me,” he says softly behind me as he strokes my hair from my face.
He has no idea how much his words hurt because they aren’t true. Even if he wants them to be true, they can’t be. We live in two drastically different worlds, and they will never mesh together.
“Don’t say things like that, Luka.” I snuggle into his embrace and close my eyes. I’m tired. Exhausted from the day, from the drink at the bar, and the intensity of our activities since getting home.
“I won’t lie to you. I’ve told you that,” he says against my ear. His beard tickles my neck as he nuzzles into me. “When I was a little boy, my mama told me I’d find a woman one day that will steal me for good. That I will move heaven and earth to keep her safe, just like my father did for her.” He kisses the spot just behind my ear. “She was right, Pchelka. And I’ve found her.”
Tears well in my eyes. He doesn’t mean it. He can’t. I won’t let my hope soar when I know how this ends. He leaves, and I stay, and my heart breaks.
“You’re drunk,” I mutter and turn my face toward the pillow, letting my tears drip.
