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I canfeelit when she comes again, clenching around me like a vise, pulling me deeper as she bucks against me, her soft ass grinding back against my hips as I shudder against her, knowing I’m only seconds away from my own release. My balls feel taut and almost painful, aching to let go. I give myself a moment to enjoy the sweet ecstasy of feeling her tight and rippling around me before I grab onto the side of her hip, hard, and let myself come.
God, it feels so fucking good. I pour into her, shooting hot cum into her pussy as she cries out at the sensation, gasping as I moan her name. I keep thrusting, keep fucking, wanting to drive it into her as deeply as possible as she writhes backward against me, her own aftershocks still rippling around my length as I come harder than I ever have with anyone.
Every time, with Marika, it feels like nothing else I’ve ever had.
She’s breathless by the time I finally stop thrusting inside of her, shuddering. I slowly let myself slip out of her perfect, sweet pussy, enjoying the side of my cum against her pink flesh as it drips a little down her thighs.
Her face is flushed as she tugs her skirt down, reaching for her panties, and as she bends down to get them, eye-level with my still-throbbing cock, an idea that nearly hardens me all over again flashes through my head.
I reach down, touching her cheek. “Will you be a good girl for me,” I murmur, stroking my fingers along her jaw, “and clean my cock off for me,mo grá?”
She sucks in a breath, and for a brief second, I think I’ve upset her. That I’ve asked for something too much, too filthy for a beautiful, delicate Bratva princess. But then, just as I’m on the verge of tucking myself away and changing the subject, she drops to her knees, her hands on the wool of my suit trousers, sliding up my thighs.
“Like this?” she murmurs, tilting her head as she runs her tongue along the side of my cock, licking up her arousal and my cum off of my softening flesh, all the way to the tip, where there’s still cum pearling.
“Oh, fuckingChrist.” The sensation is almost too much against my over-sensitive cock, her tongue lapping up the last of the cum as her lips purse around it. I thread my hand through her hair without thinking, holding her mouth against my cockhead as my toes curl. “You’re going to get me hard all over again,god—”
As if to underscore that, my cock twitches against her lips, swelling again as she keeps licking her way up and down the shaft, her soft pink tongue licking away all of the cum there exactly the way I’d asked her to—except I hadn’t believed she’d actuallydoit. Now her lips are sliding around the tip again, over her tongue, and I can’t quite believe this either—that I’m getting hard again moments after coming inside of her.
But I can feel my cock throbbing, the blood rushing back in a way that leaves me light-headed after coming so hard, and I already feel that aching need to orgasm again—this time in her mouth.
“Is this good?” she whispers as she slides off of my cock for a second, still brushing her lips over the now-swollen tip, my cock bobbing stiffly in front of her face. “Is it—”
“Too much?” I ask wryly, my hand tightening in her hair. “Almost. But it feels too good. Don’t stop,cailín deas,” I murmur, gently pressing my hand against the back of her head and urging her mouth back onto my cock. “Make me come again, just like this.”
It doesn’t take as long as I would have thought. I think of my cum inside of her, dripping down her thighs right now, her panties still around her ankles as she kneels on the floor and sucks my cock, her hand sliding along my shaft as she wraps her lips around me, and there’s nothing else in my head but her. I know no one ever expected me to be faithful in my marriage—least of all her, but there’s no part of me that wants anyone else, or can even imagine why I would. There’s nothing I could want more than her.
When I come in her mouth again, she swallows almost all of it this time, choking a little as I twist my fingers in her hair and shoot my cum down her throat, more of it than I would have thought after how many times she’s made me come in the past twenty-four hours. And still, as she licks the cum off of her lips that dripped out, looking up at me with those wide blue eyes, I could almost fuck her again.
Instead, I help her to her feet, bending down and grabbing the panties still lying on the wooden floor, soaked through with her arousal and my cum from the flight here. “I’m keeping these,” I tell her in a gruff, lust-filled tone, tucking the black lace into the pocket of my suit trousers as I lean in and kiss her lightly on the mouth. Her lips have the faint tang of my cum, but I don’t care. “Let me show you around the house.”
Her hand slips through my arm, her other fixing the skirt of her dress, and she nods, looking up at me with those blue eyes that make me want to give her anything she could ever ask for and more.
I am, without question, falling for my wife.
Marika
My heart is pounding as Theo starts to give me a tour of the huge mansion. I have trouble focusing as he tells me the details of the art it’s filled with and notable details about it. It’s clear that he put a lot of work into designing it, wanting to style the house after the kind of architecture and decor that it would have had, if his family had been able to live in such a place when they originally were here. He’s proud of it—and rightfully so—he designed it himself, and even if he didn’t physically build it, he clearly had a hand in every part that wasn’t hewing the stone himself. I know it means a great deal to him—this land is where his great-grandparents and generations before them toiled away in homes much smaller and simpler than this.
The thought of children sticks with me, as he leads me through the first floor and towards the back of the manor. Iknowthat’s what he’s hoping for, from what he told me when we arrived, and the guilt that has settled in me since our wedding night only feels worse, after seeing the look in his face. I’m supposed to be the one to give him those children—but the plans Nikolai has set in motion with me at the center make that impossible. That should be the thing primarily on my mind right now—not so much that Theo wants children, which is a given, or that he wants to raise them here more than in Chicago, but that I’m going to have to continue to pretend that I want the same, all while making it utterly impossible that we can do so. But all I can think about is what I saw on the flight here.
I don’t know how I managed to keep a neutral expression when I saw Adrik. ThankgodI didn’t see him until after Theo and I were finished, although I don’t know how long he was standing there, watching us.
I’ve never felt that way, seeing him before. Like a jolt of cold went down my spine, and my blood turned to ice, because of the look on his face. He was so angry. I’ve seen that look in his eyes before, but never turned on me.
And he’s not supposed to be here.
I don’t know if Nikolai selected him, thinking he might be one of the men who would make me feel even safer, being from the mansion’s staff, or if Adrik asked to be sent on the job, but either way, it’s bad. If it’s the former, he should have tried to come up with a reason to beg off. And if it’s the latter—
I’m afraid to think about that, because all of the possibilities are so much worse. That he’s here to try to seduce me away from Theo. To convince me to leave with him. To hurt Theo in some way. None of those options have a good ending.
Would it really be so bad, if something happened to Theo sooner rather than later?
The way my stomach clenches at that thought worries me, because as much as I don’t want to admit it, it’s not entirely only because that would upend Nikolai’s plans and possibly make things worse. Adrik taking out Theo would mean that Theo’s death would look far too suspicious—him meeting an unlikely end not long after our marriage and put Nikolai under a spotlight…me as well, possibly. Theo’s Kings might not be quick to buy whatever excuse Nikolai would have to come up with, and as far as Adrik—
I know this world well enough to know that if there needs to be a scapegoat or a sacrifice, Adrik would quickly be offered up. Nikolai would not protect him for acting outside of his orders—especiallyif it came outwhyhe’d done so. Nikolai would not be gentle in questioning him, either.
Adrik can’t be that stupid,I think frantically as Theo shows me the gardens, wrapping my arms around myself against the chill, both inside and out.He can’t honestly think that he can fix this for me. It must have been Nikolai, choosing him—
