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Story: The WitchSlayer

Her back arched, and her head fell back just as she felt her muscles in her arms and legs stiffen. Amalia went crying over the edge, spiralling out of control. She started to come and bounced on his cock with abandon, unable to stop, unwilling to stop. She tried to go faster, tried to reach a higher place of ecstasy. She didn’t care how.

Her head shot down when she heard the tiniest noise. A barely noticeable groan came from him when her core spasmed and squeezed his cock as she orgasmed wetly on top of it.

His lips were just parted and his nose crinkled on one side as he felt her. She dug her fingertips harder into the muscles of his strong and broad chest to appreciate it with greedy kneads.

The movements in her hips paused when she finally came crashing back down. She pushed against him with shaking arms, trying desperately to keep herself up while her body tried to go limp.

She didn’t get long to recover before he pushed her body back so that she was sitting upright on top of him once more.

“Again,” he demanded with a hoarse and raspy voice. The pleasure-laden sound of it caused Amalia to shiver when she realised she was the cause of it.

Panting, she placed one hand on her own thigh to see if she could use herself to balance with as well and found she could. She placed her other hand on his side, but she was so sensitive now. Her pussy was barely calm as she tried to move up and down on him.

His hands lifted to grab her chest, thumbing her nipples even though they bounced in his palms. She felt the spike of pleasure shoot up her breasts and straight down to her abdomen to pool. The open touch made her tingle, and a small cry fell from her.

“Can you feel me, Amalia?” His voice sounded elated, and she noted that the silver colour of his eyes danced with it. One of his hands lowered to run his palm right over where she could feel him inside her. “Can you feel my cock sliding inside you as you ride it?”

She felt the flare of heat returning to her face at his questions, but she was too consumed with what was happening between her legs to care.

“Uh huh,” she replied softly with a slight nod.

She was too focused on moving to respond properly, too desperate to reach that spiralling place again.

“What does it feel like?”

She tried to answer, but only a quivering moan came from her.

She tried again. “Hard...” Her mouth fell open when he pushed his hips up to greet her. “And deep.” Her brows furrowed when she let out a broken breath. “So hot.”

She felt his hand lower right before he slipped his thumb between her folds and separated them like a curtain by lifting one side. She realised he was watching her move on him, watching where his cock was disappearing and reappearing.

“Are you about to come?”Any minute now. Her head fell back in answer. “Good.”

His hands slipped over her thighs to knead her bottom as if in preparation. He started to help her move, to make her go just that little bit faster while he moved his cock back and forth beneath her. It gave her just a little bit more control so that she could tilt her hips however she needed to.

And once again, her mind dazed. She felt her skin flush right before she went falling over that razor's edge and straight into bliss. With him helping her, she continued to move around his shaft no matter how much her body twitched, no matter how hard she found it to move – or even forgot how to.

And just when she was coming down from that place of pleasure and amazement, Rurik shoved her down hard and kept her there.

She felt the unmistakable feeling of warmth spreading, and his cock pulsating. He released a loud, shaking groan, the corded muscles in his neck taut and tight, making it more prominent.

His gaze was focused on where he spent inside her while his large chest and stomach muscles were bunched.

Watching his tight expression as he came, the face he wore made her chest swell. She wanted to lean down to kiss him, like she would be able to taste the emotion in it, the rapture she could sense. She also didn’t want to move how he positioned them in case she changed it.

They both tried to catch their breath when she could feel him softening, their eyes meeting to hold each other’s gaze.

His eyes really are such a lovely colour of silver.She often stared at them dreamily, but it felt a little different with her still on top of him and the evidence of what they just did.

“Will you let me eat now?” She didn’t know what else to say. She didn’t want to reveal anything of the tenderness swirling inside her for this male she knew wouldn’t accept it.

The fact that he desired Amalia was enough for her to want to do this. She didn’t want to confuse it for what it wasn’t.

He threw his arms against the bed while rolling his eyes.

“Fine, I will give you five minutes before I am inside you again.”

Selfish Dragon.She quickly scrambled from on top of him before he could change his mind. She didn’t miss the feeling of something hot trickling from her core as his seed spilled from her and spread down her thighs.

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