Page 33 of Salvatrice


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“We’re here, Roman. I’ve dreamed about you too. It’s incomparable.”

“I can’t give you slow, amore. I need to possess you. I need my marks on you again.”

“Yes.” I whimpered.

“I’m going to fuck you like a starving savage, Salva, because that’s what you’ve turned me into.”

“Move, Roman; make me feel you. Hate me, love me, punish me, I don’t care. Give me everything.”

With my hands still captured I arched towards him right when he began his lascivious assault. It was so fast and hard I could feel him in my stomach, pounding inside me, matching the beating of my heart. I didn’t need to climax, the sensation of having him was pleasure enough.

My primal instincts took over me and I found his shoulder, biting into it hard enough to leave a mark. I didn’t want to muffle my scream, I just wanted to leave something, a little part of me, on his skin.

“Fuck, Salva, you are so damn perfect for me. You fit me like a glove, I can feel you squeezing me. You don’t want to let me go either. Then why did you? Why did you try to ruin us?”

Not now. This wasn’t the time for talking, it was our moment of raw desire.

Out of the blue, he stopped his movements, exited my body, and spun me around on the bed.

“You know what I want, beautiful.” He said while spreading my juices from front to the back.

“Yes.”

“Tell me you want me to take your ass.”

I hesitated. I wanted him, I always did, and we’d explored the limits of my body before, but no matter how much he made me like it, there was always pain involved.

“I…can you go easy on me?”

“I would never hurt you, Salvatrice.”

“Ok. Take me, then. Fill me everywhere.”

Slowly, but steadily he slipped in my ass and I cried out a filthy curse.

“Shh, give it a second and breathe for me baby.”

We synchronized our breath, giving our bodies the time to adjust to the change. It had been so long since I’d been pushed to the edge like this – six years – but I knew what he wanted. Tonight wasn’t just sex, it was about reclaiming and getting closure the only way we knew.

“I’m good now. I’m ready.”

“I don’t think I am. I forgot how tight you are. Don’t move, Salva, or you might cut this short.” His body was rigid and I tried to comply and stay still, but I couldn’t. My nerves were too excited and I was pulsating and spasming around him, desperate for release.

“Roman, please.” He could never say no when I begged, especially when we were in bed, and tonight was no different.

“Get up on your knees and hold on to something.”

I raised my body, pushing my ass towards him and taking a little more of him inside. My body was stretched out by his massive member and I was struggling between bitter soreness and intoxicating pleasure. I grabbed the sheets under me, grabbing fistfuls of the material and inhaled, waiting for him to take me.

Roman’s hands grabbed my hips and held me in place while he started moving. I was full of him and it was more than I could take but it didn’t stop him from giving it to me. This is why I came here tonight, for this. For him to make me feel alive one more time.

“Salvatrice. My Salva. Mi amore.” He chanted while ravishing my body in the most sinful way possible. “I’m going to fall and I need you there with me.” His fingers found my center of pleasure and I exploded, dissolving in a spasm of orgasmic delight. It was so intense, I lost my breath and, for the first time, I was happy that my lungs gave out.

Roman followed me, pulling out and discharging on my back before collapsing over my body. I could hear him growling in my ear and, while his weight was welcome, unfortunately my body had a negative reaction. I was breathing frenetically after the orgasm, but I was struggling.

“Roman, get up please.” I got to say before I started wheezing with every breath I took. It happened sometimes when I was tired, but I hated that it was happening now.

I sat up on the edge of the bed and tried to calm myself down, pressing a palm on my chest. Roman came next to me as soon as he heard the weird, sharp sounds.

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