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There was no coming back for me because I was lost in the sight, sounds and feel of her incredible ass around my cock. I started to hammer away at her, pounding in and out of her asshole, slapping against her ass, watching my pelvis hit her each time. I was going in so deep that my pubes were squashed up against her, but it was her delicious screams that made me continue.

“Oh—ugh. Fuckkkkkkkk—That’s so dee—Arghhh—” she stuttered incoherently, so far gone she forgot to moo.

I continued to pound into her, thrusting harder and harder until she shrieked as she came from her ass fucking, but it only egged me on. I pummelled and plunged into her contracting asshole that was loose enough to take me all the way, grunting with effort until my balls tightened.

My muscles locked into place as my legs shook from the onset of my climax. With a roar, I spewed my cum inside her continuing to fuck her asshole like a sick addict—rope after rope of my cum shot into her easing my path. But I never stopped moving, pushing my cum deep inside her, ready to be plugged up. The thought alone made my dick jerk inside her.

“Chert, ya dumayu, ty vladeyesh' mnoy,” I panted, grateful for the handles I held, or I would have collapsed on top of her.

Fuck, I think you own me.

After a few moments, I managed to reach out and switch the machine off.

“Mariya?” I said when she didn't move or speak. Her head lay on her hands, but her eyes were closed.

“Moo,” she whispered, but the sound was barely audible.

“How was your first ass fuck?” I said with a chuckle, reaching for her tail.

She didn't speak, but after I plugged her cum filled ass and removed the suction cups from her, I carried her back outside before bringing her some refreshments. After she had drunk some fluids, she fell asleep under the warmth of the sun. I dragged the padded mat from my lounger and joined her, holding my incredible wife.

She snuggled into me with a smile on her face. It felt like the most natural thing on earth, lying naked under the rays of the sun while holding the woman I loved. I held her hand to lookat her wedding and engagement rings before looking at my own golden band.

These were a similar bond to our dominant and submissive relationship, but if anything were to happen to me, I knew my family would not suffer. Our children would be safe. The twins were lucky to have such a resourceful mother, and it would have hurt me to know they had been struggling while I lived my privileged life.

“Go to sleep,” she whispered.

“I love you, Mariya. You and our children,” I said softly, rubbing her belly.

“I love you too, Rurik, even if you obliterated my ass,” she said with a yawn.

I smiled and closed my eyes.

Chapter 26

Mariya

Three Months Later

The twins were almost two years old soon, and their vocabulary expanded enough for potty training to commence. It hadn't taken long once they grasped the concept. The nighttime push-up training pads would be used as a precaution until they got into the habit of going to the toilet before bed and being able to control their bladder.

Our home was a constant bustle of people. Maksim and Artyom became honorary uncles with Orla, a second mother to the twins. Akim continued to travel for their business while most days Rurik worked from home. Sometimes, he went to their head office but always came home the same night. He returned from his meeting with the Bratva man alive, so there was that. He never discussed the details with me, but his friend was alive.

The man was obsessed with my breasts and baby bump. Every day, he would update me on the baby’s progression, and I couldn't even get annoyed with him because of the sheer joy, pride and excitement within him. We left the twins in the larger room next to us but began to prepare for the nursery in the room opposite ours.

“You’re home early,” I said as I watched Tatiana and Alexei run to their Daddy.

“Up, Daddy. Up, up—high,” Tatiana said, pointing to the ceiling while Alexei simply raised both arms in the air, expecting to be lifted up too.

Rurik’s grim face transformed completely as he dropped his coat on the floor and scooped up the twins.

“How are my babies today?” he asked, kissing them both as they hugged him.

I rubbed my almost five-month-old bump with a smile. The twins had an inkling that a baby was inside me and would be here soon. Alexei was pretty chilled about it, while Tatiana was more excited.

“Your parents are in Russia,” Rurik said bluntly.

“What the fu—” I began to say before I slapped my hand over my mouth.