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M y breath catches in my throat as Arius sheathes himself inside me in one powerful thrust, the intrusion stretching me deliciously, thick and unyielding as he forces me to accommodate his girth. A strangled moan escapes my lips before I can stifle it, realising belatedly that the bastard didn’t bother using protection. Again. Not that it matters, I have an implant. But the fact that he just assumes is kind of grating.

Fuck.

“Wait, Arius—” I gasp out, only to be silenced by the scorching brand of his mouth devouring mine in a bruising kiss. His tongue sweeps between my parted lips in a heated duel, smothering any protest I might have uttered with his dominance.

“It doesn’t matter,” he growls against the corner of my mouth, hips already beginning that familiar rhythm of pulling almost completely out before slamming home again. Each thrust jolts me further up the mattress, breasts bouncing with the punishing pace he’s setting. “You’re never gonna fuck anyone else besides us, drahu?ka. That tight little pussy belongs to me now, and you only get to fuck who I say you can.”

A whimper strangles in my throat as he drags the thick column of his cock through my slickened walls at a glacial pace, the curved steel bars of his ladder catching on the ridges of my inner muscles. The contrast between the brutal stretch and those tantalising bumps ignites sparks of pleasure-pain behind my fluttering lids with every roll of his hips.

I squirm beneath him, thighs quivering with the effort of spreading myself even wider to accommodate his impressive size. My blunt nails score paths down the planes of his back, leaving raised crescents in their wake as my body works in tandem with his thrusts.

“Oh fuck… Arius, please,” I whimper, voice rasping like I’ve been gargling gravel in between the lust-drunk gasps. It’s a raw, guttural sound that would have me flushing in mortification under any other circumstances, but here and now, it only seems to inflame that banked wildfire simmering within me all the more.

Bracing his forearms on either side of my shoulders, Arius drops his hips fully into the cradle of mine—altering the angle so that the next punishing snap has the thick bar of his Prince Albert grinding against that spongy front wall inside. Bright flashes of white-hot ecstasy detonate behind my eyes, swallowing me in a tsunami of sensation from which I may never claw my way back out.

“Fuck, you feel so goddamn exquisite,” Arius growls, the words a delicious rumble that vibrates straight through me to the very core. He leverages up onto one elbow, torso lifting off mine for a heartbeat before his palm is skirting down between our bodies to toy with my swollen clit.

My spine bows in a hairpin arch at the first swirl of his thumb, mouth dropping open on a broken moan as my cunt clenches greedily around the thick shaft spreading me open, over and over again. Hips bucking mindlessly, I rake my gaze down the sweat-slicked lines of his inked torso, briefly mesmerised by the sight of his ridged cock disappearing inside my dripping pussy.

Suddenly, Arius locks our gazes, pewter eyes blazing with enough intensity to burn me straight to ash as his fingers abandon my clit to sear a scorching path from my hipbone to the raised brand seared into my flesh. Each featherlight brush against my skin frays another thread of my sanity until I’m simply clinging to his body for dear life—allowing him to tow me along on the frothing tide of rapture threatening to drown me completely.

“You’re going to come all over this cock, aren’t you, drahu?ka?” he rumbles, lips brushing the shell of my ear before his teeth graze the throbbing pulse point below. “Soaking my balls with your pretty little quim’s release, proving what a slutty little plaything you are for me.”

Nodding frantically, I surrender to the torment of his pace, the sweet tension coiling low in my belly ratcheting tighter until I’m suspended on a razor’s edge of bliss. Each thick ridge and vein etched along his shaft drags a fresh wave of liquid fire lancing through me, stoking the tempest into a howling gale.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I whine, voice cracking on the plea as my body bucks beneath his with wild abandon. “Fuck, please just let me—”

With a hoarse groan muffled against my heaving breast, Arius lunges forward and sinks his teeth into the tender swell just above my nipple, dragging the neckline of my dress down. The bright spark of ecstatic pain detonates the dam inside me, obliterating the last barrier keeping me from that peak as cataclysmic rapture detonates outward from my core in searing waves.

“Arius!” His name tears from my lips in a garbled cry, back arching up off the mattress as my pussy convulses around his cock in pulsing spasms. The sudden crest and ultimate fall steals every coherent thought and breath until I’m simply a starburst of pure sensation.

Somewhere in the distance, I’m vaguely aware of Arius swearing ferally and hammering me through each spine-bowing spasm. The tempo and force of his cock burying itself over and over, the slight graze of his piercings catching against my slick, sensitised flesh… every sensation rockets me higher on that dizzying high until everything fades to brilliant white static.

“That’s it, take it all, srdie?ko,” he snarls, syllables slurring with the effort of fighting his own impending release. “Let me feel you come apart for me.”

The words seem to reverberate through me, sending fresh aftershocks rippling through my convulsing muscles and mind. When my vision finally clears enough to focus, it’s just in time to watch Arius’ hips stutter out of their brutal cadence into a series of erratic thrusts, jaw cording as he fights off his own orgasm.

I draw a sharp inhale at the abrupt emptiness as Arius withdraws, a plaintive whimper spilling past my lips before I can bite it back. The brief respite is short-lived though, Arius hooking one palm beneath my hip and effortlessly flipping me over onto my belly in a single, fluid motion.

Refusing to let me catch my breath, his large hands clamp down on the flare of my waist, hauling me up onto my knees as I instinctively brace my elbows against the mattress. The new position leaves my ass angled upwards, shoulders pressed into the rumpled sheets as my skirt puddles around my knees in loose folds of silk.

“Bloody hell, look at you,” Arius growls in appreciation from behind, the rich timbre vibrating straight through my trembling thighs. “Already bending yourself over like a good… fucking… girl. So obedient when you want to be… aren’t you?”

A shuddering sigh escapes me at the rare praise, muscles fluttering as he nudges the swollen lips of my pussy with the thick crown of his cock. The heat and hardness of him dragging through the abundant slick coats my flesh with a new smear of arousal.

Slowly, with agonising precision, Arius sinks inside me inch by excruciating inch—as if savouring every subtle shift in the scorching depths. The weighted stretch of him forcing my walls to yield and accommodate his formidable size ignites new sparks of pleasure-pain with every roll of his hips.

“Oh, fuck…” I rasp as he finally bottoms out, pelvis nestled snugly against my backside and that tantalising ladder of bars grinding directly against my g-spot. White flashes of rapture detonate behind my screwed-shut eyelids, leaving me breathless again, already pushing back mindlessly to ride that razor-thin edge of agony.

A breathless moan rattles in my throat when Arius leans over me then, planting one hand beside my head. The silken glide of his cock retreating almost to the tip, only to impale me again with a single controlled thrust, has my fingers clawing at the bedsheets in desperation.

Finding a steady rhythm of rolling his hips into me, Arius punctuates each languid drive with a low groan of apparent satisfaction. The measured, almost leisurely tempo somehow feels even more obscenely sensual than the frenzied pounding from earlier.

“Christ, you feel incredible like this,” he rumbles from above me. His free hand drifts down to palm one breast possessively, thumb grazing my rigid nipple in time with the rolling thrusts. “Taking every filthy inch so greedily with that insatiable pussy.”

I can’t seem to formulate a coherent response beyond a mewl, chest arching down helplessly into his touch as the delicious friction coils that familiar spring tighter and tighter low in my belly. Mindless with the need to chase my next climax, I rock back to meet every languid glide of his cock—revelling in the little tingles of adrenaline blazing outward from where our bodies are fused together.

“Fuck, srdie?ko,” Arius murmurs in a gravelly timbre, the words a delicious vibration against my flushed skin. “Show me how much of a desperate little slut you are for it, drahu?ka.”

The endearment has my whole body flushing with a mixture of shameful arousal and defiant need. Releasing a strangled moan, I brace myself more firmly on my elbows, throwing my weight back into the punishing cadence of his thrusts.

The new angle somehow feels even more intense—every stabbing intrusion now angled perfectly to rake the ridged bars of his ladder over that spongy front wall inside with expert precision. Lights start sparking behind my eyelids, whimpers of delirious pleasure and frustration mingling on each panted exhale as the pressure winds tighter… tighter…

“Fuckfuckfuck,” I gasp in a litany, muscles fluttering and clenching around the thick shaft impaling me while my body works feverishly to tumble over that cliff’s edge. “Fuck, please… I need to come, Arius… please let me—”

Cutting me off with a dark chuckle, Arius suddenly stills his hips while bottomed out inside me. The abrupt loss of friction and movement leaves me suspended on that peak, trembling and whimpering as every nerve ending screams in frustration at being denied release.

“Tell me you want it,” he commands through gritted teeth, fingers tightening into an almost bruising grip on my hip and breast. “Beg me for it properly, drahu?ka, and maybe I’ll be generous enough to let you shatter apart on my cock again, leave you a pathetic mess on my fucking sheets.”