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And she grips us tighter.
My eyes roll to the back of my head, my cock, sliding against Parker’s, but I hardly feel him. I feel Sabrina. I feel the way she’s fighting for her breath. The sweat and scent of soap clinging to her skin intoxicates me, the need to make her pulsate around me and give me more of that delicious liquid sin makes me slam up into her deeper. Ineed to collect it all. She cries out my name as it rushes out of her. Parker’s thrusts slow then still as he comes with a roar. The both of them shake above me as I fuck up into my beautiful bride, spilling myself into her again.
Sabrina collapses on top of me, but Parker pulls her up and off my softening cock, laying her on her back. Her thighs fall open, and we watch as her puffy, beautiful, abused pussy, reddened like a ripe berry leaks out our cum.
“Goddamn that’s fucking mouthwatering.” Savage whispers in awe, and I follow the bob of his throat. He gives me a shrug, and dives in.
Sabrina cries out, but he doesn’t give a damn. He licks her pussy clean, shoving his face deeper, sucking and spitting like a madman devouring my wife. “Give me one more baby.”
“I can’t! Oh my god!”
“Yeah you fucking can.” he slaps her pussy then shoves three wide fingers into cunt, turning them and she cries out again, grasping the sheets at her sides. “That’s it baby. Such a good fucking girl, give it to me.”
“Savage!”
“There it is.” he coos, his arm moves quickly, the muscles flexing as he draws out her orgasm from her, drenching his face and the fucker laughs into her pussy, cleaning it all up, not wasting a fucking drop.
“Stop! Please! I can’t!”
“One more baby. Please? I’msofucking hungry.” The voice he uses sounds like a whine,beggingher for a drop.
“Oh fuck! I can’t.”
He plants a kiss, his fingers still going, then his heavy tongue slithers over her. The wet,slurpingnoises obscene, bounce off the walls, her moans, cries, whimpers, and curses a bittersweet cacophony in my brain.
“OH FUCK!” Sabrina squeals, voice hoarse as her entire body convulses. Savage groans, and I see he’s coming on the sheets below him.
It’s nice to know I'm not the only one with that issue.
He finally, finally removes his fingers and places a kiss on her mound. Then the soft swell of her stomach, each breast, then her lips, and then her forehead last, collapsing beside her. “You did so fucking good baby. You did the best. Who owns you baby? Hmm? Can you tell me that?”
She stretches her hand out to me, and I take it. She tugs me to her weakly, and I lay down with her, placing my palm on her stomach. “You.” she replies, kissing me first, then turning to kiss her bodyguard. “And you.”
He grins. “Damn right.” He places another kiss on her temple and sits up, looking over at me. “Clean her up, I’ll bring us some food. She earned it.”
I plant a kiss on my wife’s temple. Then, I go to our ensuite and turn on the faucet to the bear-claw tub I never use. I imagine she needs this right now. I throw in some gardenia scented Epsom salt, because if I’m sure if I'm tired, she’s sore all over. When she sits up in bed, I bend one arm around her torso, the other under her knees, and I haul her up to me. She gasps, instead of saying what I know she will, that she’s too heavy, I kiss her temple again and she leans into me. Carrying her to the bathroom, I slowly deposit her into the half-filled tub, and she winces.
“Are you okay?” I ask, squatting down to get eye level with her.
She smiles sweetly at me, green eyes filled with so much emotion, she shyly looks away for a moment. “Thank you.”
I raise a brow, “for what?”
The tops of her cheeks turn pink, and I doubt it’s from the heat of the water, now reaching her breasts, lapping at them, kissing her skin. She lifts a shoulder and lets it drop. “Your… kindness? I don’t know.” she huffs out a small laugh. “Between the orgasms and this, I feel a little-” she twirls her finger by her temple, “loose.”
I run my hand through her ruined waves, tucking the strand behind her ear, then move my thumb and forefinger to her chin. “I love you, Sabrina. There is nothing I wouldn't do for you. Want me to raze the world to the ground and rebuild it to your satisfaction? I will. A bath is the smallest thing, in comparison to what I would do for you, moy malen'kiy lunnyy luchik.”My little moonbeam.
Her eyes widen into saucers. “You love me?”
I squint, taking in the soft glow of her skin and the way her pretty eyes fill with emotion. And I repeat the sacred words I did on our wedding day, the words that made her legally mine. “I do.”
She blinks, trying to will away her tears, but they fall anyway. “Can I please have a moment to myself. Just a few. I need to…”
“You don’t have to explain yourself to me, cara mia. I’ve known I loved you since the second I lifted the veil from your face.”
Her brows knit together in confusion. “You were so mean to me. I thought you hated me.”
I scoff, not at her, but at how stupid I was. “Seems like I owe you another apology. I have no idea how to navigate my feelings sometimes,Sabrina. Especially such strong, new emotions. I’ve never felt like this before. I was upset by what I learned. I was trying to find a way to be able to infiltrate the Syndicate, to gain more power, and I feltdeceivedby your father. He promised something that has not come to fruition.”