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He kissed down my body and slowly ate me out. Again, it wasn’t a huge orgasm, but it was very intimate and I loved it.
And then he did it again.
And again.
And again, until I lost count of how many times I came and I couldn’t feel my lower half besides to know it was shaking.
“I need to feel you,” he whispered as he moved over me. “Tell me I can have you.” I went to answer, but he wasn’t done yet, moving the tip of his cock against me. “Tell me that this will be the first time I make love to the only woman I will have for the rest of my life.”
Shit, I almost came again hearing that.
“Make me yours,” I whispered, not sure what else to say. Apparently, it was the right thing because he pushed inside of me.
He cupped my face and moved his hips to push in me deeper. “You are mine now, lover. Make no mistake of that. I don’t care the label or how others see us, but I am yours and you are mine. No one will come between us.”
He kissed me deeply and all over my chin and neck as he thrust in me over and over again. He would move his lips to mine but not kiss me, our breath hot against each other as we panted and moaned.
Branko growled and started speaking Russian as he thrust in deeper, linking our fingers as he held my left hand down to the bed.
“What are you saying?” I gasped as he ran his other hand down my body.
“Spread wider,” he demanded. “I will own your body.” He switched back to Russian and the look was almost feral in his eyes before he kissed me.
I came with a scream that he swallowed, something deep inside of me changing almost, it was so intense. He was so intense.
He didn’t keep going or try to finish, working me through my orgasm and then stopping. “I’m sorry. Do you remember how aggressive they could get at times, the need to claim you as theirs riding them?” He waited until I nodded. “Apparently, that doesn’t go away with age, and sometimes I might be aggressive too. I’m sorry.”
I nodded, knowing how hard it could be for them and it was their nature basically. I grabbed his wrist and moved his hand to my throat.
“Don’t offer this,” he warned, even as his fingers moved over my skin and his eyes couldn’t look away.
Instead of listening, I pushed on his fingers to let him know he could squeeze a bit.
He cursed in Russian—everyone knowing when someone curses no matter the language—and squeezed gently before thrusting in me hard. His hips snapped faster, and I leaned up and took his lip between my teeth and bit it. Then I bit my own and kissed him, our blood mixing and setting us both on fire.
The pressure on my neck was more, but nothing too far. Nothing remotely like squeezing or cutting off my air. No, this was pure possession and putting a claim on me.
And I fucking loved it. I came so hard that he couldn’t hide his shock.
“I will do that again now that you’ve given me permission,” he… Threatened? Warned?
Whatever it was, I didn’t care because I wanted that again too.
He sat up and grabbed my ankles, spreading me wider and moving my knees up towards my chest.
And then he completely fucked me in a way I’d never been taken before. I chanted his name over and over again when I could get air in my lungs. I orgasmed and he kept going, not even slowing down and doing dangerously delicious things to my body.
“You will beg for this,” he growled. “Say it. Admit how I please you!”
I screamed my head off as I came again. That was hopefully enough of an answer for him.
But not enough sex for him to finish. He kept going, leaning back over me again and kissing me as he took me so deeply he hit my cervix in a painful but pleasurable way.
Then he moved his hand back to my throat and slightly put pressure on it before coming deep inside of me. He fucking snarled with his fangs out it was such a strong climax.
“Tell me you feel warm inside,” he panted when he was done. “Tell me that you do not feel cold in my arms.”
“I’m warm,” I promised.
