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“I was thanking God,” she mumbled, “because you’d be making me beg for the rest of my life.”
It took a while for the meaning to sink in, simply because he had never thought he’d ever hear her say something like it. “Ah, sweetheart,” he said softly. “I always did think you had a Sub in you.”
Her face and her body flushed a lovely shade of rose.
It made him groan and his balls ache. It also made his cock impossible to ignore now, and with a muttered expletive, he flipped her around again, taking his wife by surprise.
“D-Damen?” She twisted her head around to look at him over her shoulder, and she saw him rising to his knees, positioning himself behind her. Her heart hammered. “Damen—-aaaah!” He lifted her legs up, clasping them to his sides before entering her in one swift, hard thrust.
Her nails dug into the bedsheet as he began to pound into her, setting a steady but hard rhythm that had her gasping. “Damen.” It was all she could think of saying. Literally.
The ecstasy on her face, the way his wife’s lips parted and her eyes dilated made Damen curse, his lust knowing no bounds. He fucked her harder, his balls slapping against her body, and the sounds it created made them both shudder, Mairi crying out while Damen growled.
He palmed one round cheek before slapping it, hard enough to make her cry out.
The pain stunned her, but even more stunning was how it added to the pleasure, and when he did it again, the same time his cock thrust back balls deep inside her, she let out a little scream, her pussy tightening around his length.
“Damen!”
He did it a third time, the slap harder than before, and his thrust deeper than before, too.
Her eyes rolled back. “Oh God, Damen!” She started to come, her orgasm taking both of them by surprise. “OH GOD!” Her body started to shudder, and she couldn’t remember coming as hard as this in the past.
Her orgasm triggered his, a strangled gasp escaping him as his balls started tightening and his cock started to strain. He came with a roar, and he lost control, his fingers digging into the side of her hips as he pounded into her, his thrusts frantic and powerful.
“Daaaaamen!” The strength of his thrusts drew out a cry from her, and she cried out again when she felt her pussy tightening once more. A few more thrusts, and she gasped, feeling a second orgasm coming.
When Damen finally pulled out, she was weak and limp as a doll, falling on the bed face down. When he left the bed, she thought he would run a bath for both of them, like he usually did. But instead, he came back almost right away, the bed dipping with his weight.
“D-Damen?” She forced her eyes to open and though it felt impossible, she also found the strength to raise her head so she could look at—-
Her jaw dropped when she saw him holding a bottle of lubricant. “D-Damen?” This time, she wasn’t just confused. She was nervous, too.
He didn’t answer. When his hands were lubricated completely, he simply placed the bottle on the table, positioned himself behind her, and—-
“Damen!” Her eyes flew wide open as she felt him pulling the twin cheeks of her bottom wide open.
“I’d like to fuck you all night for my birthday, Mrs. Leventis.” His smile was a dark promise. “In every way.”
Oh. My. God.
She remembered her first thought of Damen and knew now it really was true.
Her Greek billionaire was so...bad.
She started to answer him, but she paused when she saw her husband reaching for something on the bedside table. That was when she noticed what he had also taken out.
Her jaw dropped again.
A vibrator, practically as long and as large as her husband’s cock.
When her gaze flew to his, Damen said silkily, “I’m going to take you in two ways at the same time.”
“Damen!”
But he was already reaching for her again, and her head began to spin as she tried to figure out which would go in which hole. Oh my God, did it really matter? Oh my God, how was this going to feel? Oh my God, her Greek billionaire really was so bad.
Thank You, God!