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But I also want this to last.
One by one, I grab her hands and pin them to the mattress. Her body is stretched long, her swollen breasts laid bare before me. I lower my head and swirl her nipple into my mouth.
“Oh,” she moans, her eyes fluttering closed. “I’m so… I’m so sensitive. The hormones, I think.”
The fact that the baby I put in this woman is changing her body is more alluring than I ever would have imagined. Somewhere deep in my chest, I hear a primal echo.
She’s mine.
I flick my tongue across the pebbled skin of her nipple until she’s arching off the bed. Her wrists strain against my hold, but I don’t let go.
“Please,” she begs, squirming from side to side.
Slowly, I lower my hips until I’m pressed against the damp warmth of her opening.
“Yes.” She lifts her hips, taking in the very tip of me with a groan. “Yes. Like that.”
I’m tempted to sheath myself inside of her, to bury myself to the hilt and never come out.
Instead, I pull back.
Instantly, Piper frowns, ready to protest. But I inch in again. In and out, in and out. I tease her with a little more of my length on every pass until she is trembling.
“This is torture.”
“I want to make it last.” I kiss the soft skin between her breasts.
She growls in frustration as I tease into her opening again. “You don’t need to make it last. We have all the time in the world to do this, Timofey.”
Her words shouldn’t be an epiphany, but they are.
We have all the time in the world.
She isn’t going anywhere. Fuck knows I’m not. This thing between us isn’t temporary, and I can make sure I make this woman come in every position known to man.
What a gift.
I look down, and Piper is flushed. She looks nervous.
“I didn’t mean—I know we aren’t, like, together. I just meant—” She stumbles over the words, feeling self-conscious over nothing.
So I silence her by finally burying myself inside of her.
Her lips part in an “O” of pleasure as I settle deep inside of her. And the primal echo in my chest claws its way up my throat.
“You are mine,” I growl, grinding down into her. “You are mine, Piper Quinn.”
She tugs against my hold on her wrist, and I let her go. Her hands slide over my shoulders to my neck. Then she’s holding my face between her hands, sighing with every slap of our bodies.
“My don,” she whimpers. “You’re my don, Timofey. Mine.”
And that’s all it takes.
I grit my teeth and spill into her just as I feel her body clamp down around my length, milking my erection until I collapse on the bed next to her.
“Holy fuck,” I rasp.
She laughs and tucks herself against my side, her head on my chest. “My sentiments exactly.”
