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She was just about to tell him he was being too rough, but he lowered his body even further. He brought his lips down over her abdomen, across her stomach, and then down her hip.

He made sure his body was tucked between her legs, but he pushed them further apart with his hands so he could fit his shoulders in. Amalia was panting by the time he slipped his captured hand up her side to hold her waist while using the other to hook one leg over his shoulder.

When he started moving past her breasts downwards, she realised what he was intending.

Every time he used his mouth to play with her pussy, she would tumble into an orgasm that would leave her body begging to be filled afterwards.

“You are very wet, Amalia. If I lick you, you will cover my tongue.” Her head tilted down to see he was staring at her folds, and her face pinkened. Then he met her eyes with a grin. “Did you like sucking me?”

Her legs squeezed his shoulders in shyness.

He shook his head when he realised she wasn’t going to answer, but she had.

She enjoyed the way he reacted, that she had gotten him to make a noise, to pant. The face he’d made when he came had been one of pure bliss. She’d stopped being upset about the fact he’d been in her throat, unable to breathe, and tried to make the face deepen.

She’d known how wet she was getting to the point she’d eventually squirmed from the feeling of it, but for him to make a comment on it meant he was able to see it.

She even squirmed now, and in answer, he bent his head forward so that he could press his tongue flat against her core. She let out a gasp when he rolled his tongue up her folds and spread them.

He made a tiny groan at the taste of her.

Her nipples had already been throbbing because of how hard he’d sucked them, but the moment he slipped his tongue against her, they and her core began to ache.

Then he started to lash the hard nub of her clit with his tongue before sucking it, and her hands flung forward to grab his hair. A moan fell from her lips as her back arched. He lingered, moving his lips like he was kissing her there.

“Come for me, Amalia.” He turned his head and licked her sideways. “Let me taste how sweet you are.”

She hadn’t been hanging on the razor’s edge of climax for long before her breath hitched, and she toppled over. “Rurik...”

Her core clenched around nothingness, that need to be filled haunting her with each spasm. It worsened when he dipped his tongue lower to lap up her orgasm and thrust his tongue forward like he wanted to feel her channel contract around it, to spur her further so it would continue on.

He lifted his head when the tension in her muscles eased. She had to catch her breath from crying out.

Amalia spread her legs further apart and lifted her knees when he crawled up her body. He tucked his own knees under her thighs so his legs were around her bottom to lift it. He grabbed her bound wrist with one hand so he could hold it still under his straightened arm.

His other hand ran up over her hip and side before he grasped a breast to knead it while thumbing her nipple. Hers did the same, moving up his body to grasp his strong chest before she slipped it over his shoulder and forearm.

Her eyes travelled lovingly behind her palm’s strokes.

She could feel his shaft was hard and twitching as it lay against the lower part of her belly between her hips. She looked down to it, waiting to watch him sink it into her with thrumming anticipation.

His head tilted down when he drew his hips back, sliding it between the lips of her folds before she felt him tuck the tip against her entrance. His hand slipped from her breast to her waist to hold her still.

She thought he was going to enter slowly when he gently pushed the head of his shaft inside her. Instead, he surged the rest forward in one swift thrust to mount her completely.

Amalia’s eyes widened. Her mouth fell open when her breath caught. Her body jumped forward and one of her legs came down to squeeze around his waist as her core tried to adjust to the sudden intrusion.

It had been a few days since he’d been inside her.

Rurik shuddered, squeezing both her wrist and her waist tightly, before he ground his shaft in harder. His nose crinkled on one side as his jaw clenched at the feel of her wrapped tightly around him.

“I will never get used to the feeling of doing that,” he rasped before he leaned forward to capture her mouth with his own.

She only got the chance to move her lips over his once before he started thrusting back-and-forth with speed, immediately making her brain become useless.

She quickly got swept up in the feeling of his cock gliding through the core.So big...

He pulled back from kissing her when all she could do was moan and hold onto his forearm, trying to concentrate on breathing through his heavy thrusts. Rurik wasn’t being gentle, but her body trembled more with each time the head of his shaft prodded right against the sensitive ridge inside her, pressing so deep against it she could feel her toes curling.