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For the first time in my life…I’m happy.

I’m aching, so fucking fulfilled. My mind is blissfully blank.

He carries me to bed, lays me down, cleans and dries me.

I roll over, my eyes heavy with sleep, when I feel him lower himself onto the bed at my feet.

"I need to taste you," he growls. "God, I’ve missed your fucking cunt so bad. I’ve dreamed of this. Let me eat you out."

I’m half-asleep, still boneless from the last orgasm he gave me, when he spreads my legs, drapes my thighs over his shoulders, and buries his face in my pussy.

The first lick makes my hips arch—it feels like heaven. I’m so sensitive but already so turned on.

He suckles my clit, then licks me again, all the way down the length of my slit. I cry out. He lashes my clit with his tongue, groaning like a man possessed, like he’s starving, dying of thirst, and I’m his only salvation.

He licks and sucks and groans—greedy, devouring me.

I’m already tensing up, already ready to come again.

He flicks the tip of his tongue against my clit again, and I shatter into bliss.

He eats me out until I’m coming down from the first one, then pushes through.

"I can’t," I say. "It’s too much, Matvei."

"Relax into it. You can come again. It’s not too much, baby. I’m greedy for your cunt. So fucking greedy for your cunt."

Slowly, with just the barest touch of his tongue, he eases me gently, and I’m almost there again.

He lightly teases me, like a promise, like a kiss. His tongue plays and taunts until I want more.

Then his tempo increases. He lashes my clit again, sucking me greedily until I come again so hard my hips fly off the bed.

He grips me, anchoring me. As I’m coming, he slaps my inner thigh hard, and I spiral into ecstasy.Oblivion.

I’m floating, weightless.

He spanks my thigh again. Bites my flesh. Soothes it with the flat of his tongue.

I’m screaming his name, my fingers stabbing into his hair. I’m pulling, yanking, hard enough to rip it from the fucking roots.

He only laughs a dark, low growl.

"That’s my good girl. Such a good girl, taking Daddy’s mouth. Stretching your pretty pussy for me. That’s my girl."

"You areso dirty," I say, and I can feel the grin stretching across my face.

"God," he growls, giving my pussy an appreciative kiss. “You make me mad.”

I melt even more.

He kisses meright there, right on my throbbing pussy, and it feels like worship.

This big, strong, dangerous man is on his knees, worshiping me.

"You were meant for me," he says with a crooked grin. “You're in my blood, woman."

He kisses my thigh. My hip. The softness of my belly. My navel. The underside of each breast. My collarbone. My neck. My chin. My cheek.