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Her tight heat makes my dick even harder. I pull out, then shove it into her in one quick push. She gasps. I pull out, and shove again. I watch as her tits dance to my tune. Fuck, those tits. I forgot how beautiful they look when I fuck her from behind.
I reach over with one hand and grab her right breast. I begin fucking her hard and fast. Our hips sway in perfect harmony, her back arching ever so slightly as our movements become more frenzied. Our bodies move together effortlessly, as if we were never apart, and it’s not long before I feel her climax building again. I slide one hand between her legs, circling the right spot, while my dick finally finds her G-spot and she shatters around me with a broken sob.
I stop fucking her; I’m too close to coming and I’m not yet ready. We remain locked together under the spray, her back pressed to my chest, as our breathing slows.
“I’ve missed you,” I whisper against her neck, pressing a soft kiss to her damp skin. “Every day, Caterina. Every single day.”
She turns in my arms, cupping my face in her hands. Her eyes shine with tears, a watery smile curving her full lips.
“And I you, Mikhail.” She kisses me gently, sweetly. “Always.”
I lift Caterina into my arms, carrying her from the shower to the bed. She clings to me, her wet body sliding against mine, and I have to fight back another surge of desire.
I lay her on the bed, gently. “You are mine again, and our daughter is mine, and I will spend the rest of my days making it up to you. Loving you as you deserve. Protecting you as I should have all along.” She looks up at me and smiles, the forever blushing bride.
I bury my face in the curve of Caterina’s neck, breathing in her scent as my hips grind into hers. Her fingers dig into my back, nails scraping along my skin, and a growl rumbles in my chest.
“Mikhail,” she gasps, arching against me. Her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me deeper inside her slick pussy. “Oh God, Mikhail, please…”
I drive into her again and again. The bed creaks under us, our bodies moving as one, and nothing has ever felt so right.
So perfect.
Her fingernails dig into my back and she throws her head back, a strangled cry tearing from her throat. I reach over and grip her throat gently, using my other hand to hold one of her hands above her head. Her other hand is against my chest and I begin pounding her. She’s under my control, so why do I feel like I’m her slave?
“Fuck me, Mikhail,” she whispers. “Fuck me harder, please…”
“Uh-huh. You want that, baby?”
“Please, Mikhail.”
I increase the intensity of my thrusts, pounding her harder and faster. She cries out, her pussy clenching around meas I drive into her. She’s so tight, so wet, ready to milk every inch of me. I can feel her walls quivering around me as she comes, and I can’t hold back any longer. I groan deep in my throat and with a shout, I bury myself inside her one last time, pouring my cum into her as I fill her with everything I have.
I collapse onto the bed beside Caterina, pulling her into my arms. She curls against me, her head pillowed on my chest, and I press a kiss to the top of her head.
“I love you,” she murmurs softly, her fingers tracing idle patterns over my heart. “Forever and always.”
I smile, a fierce joy and love swelling inside me. After all the pain and darkness, after years of solitude and regret, I have finally found my way home.
“And I love you, Bunny,” I whisper, holding her close. “Forever and always.”
We lie there all night, our limbs entangled and hearts full. I revel in the feel of Caterina’s body against mine, soft and warm, and the steady beat of her heart.
Caterina lifts her head to smile at me, her green eyes glowing with love and contentment. She brushes a kiss over my lips, featherlight and achingly sweet.
“What are you thinking about?” she asks softly, trailing her fingers down my cheek.
I turn my head to press a kiss to her palm. “How lucky I am to have you back in my arms,” I say honestly. “To have been given a second chance.”
I hold her closer. “Here’s to second chances,” I whisper. “Aren’t they beautiful?”
Epilogue - Caterina
The pungent smell of gunpowder hangs thick in the air as Mikhail, Emiliana, and I step onto the shooting range. My heels click against the concrete floor, echoing in the cavernous space.
Mikhail’s imposing frame casts a long shadow across the paper targets as he arranges the firearms on the counter with expert hands. His shirt strains against his muscular shoulders and back as he works. I can’t tear my eyes away.
“Pay attention, sweetheart,” his gravelly voice commands. Emiliana’s dark curls bounce as she nods, her green eyes wide.
