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I could feel that build beneath the quake of her muscles, her walls fluttering around me, and my own body was only too eager to follow. She lifted her head as I fell over her back, supporting myself with my free hand against the window. My other hand rolled against the hot apex of the space between her thighs, my fingers pushing and rubbing against her clit just above where I entered her.

“Dmitry,” Manya cried, her thighs shaking with release. I could feel her release through every fiber of my own being, my stomach clenching. I pressed my lips messily to the side of her face, seeking her lips as best I could as my vision started to blur.

“Fuck, Manya,” I growled, lifting her leg against the window so that I could push more deeply into her. “Fuck,” I whispered against her lips as I finally found them, my hips jerking as I followed her into a climax. It hadn’t taken particularly long to reach it, nor had it built or lasted as long as the times before, and yet somehow the air following it was still more heavy.

I breathed into her mouth, feeling her still shake around me as the both of us leaned into the window, barely remaining upright. My hand withdrew from between her thighs slowly. I refused to pull the rest of myself out of her as I rolled my palm along the round of her hip.

“Fuck, Dmitry, I lo—” she cut off suddenly, her body stiffening.

I nuzzled her neck reassuringly. “I love you,” I said, repeating the words she hadn’t been able to force out, dark and deep despite my surprise at my own willingness to say them.

My tigrenok, my queen.

Coming down from that orgasm against the window with her, I knew we had inevitably changed things with those words alone—and that I had never meant any three words in my life more than I did those.

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