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“No,” I said. “Keep your eyes on me. I want to watch you fall apart.”

“Oh, God,” she said as she clutched at my hair, my shoulder.

“I am your god,” I growled.

I kept working her with my fingers and then sucked her clit into my mouth. She shrieked, her back arching off the bed with the intensity of her orgasm.

“Good girl.” I pressed another kiss to her cute clit. “So good for me.” I worked my way up her body, feeling smug at her stunned expression. “Such an obedient little wife, coming for me.”

“Shut up,” she said, rolling her eyes, but a smile played on her lips.

“Naughty girl, talking to your Don like that. What am I to do with you?”

She arched against my hard cock with a gasp. “I’m sure you’ll figure it out.”

I gripped her thighs, spreading them before pushing the head of my cock inside her slowly. “Yes, it seems like I will.” Fuck, she was wet and hot and tight. I rocked in another inch and she inhaled sharply. I cupped her face, gazing into her eyes. “Are you alright? Am I hurting you?”

She closed her eyes and shook her head, taking deep breaths. “It’s okay. You just feel really big.” Her eyes popped open as if she could sense my smug expression. “Don’t even start with some toxic man crap.”

I kissed the tip of her nose. “I would never.” I rocked in a bit more, even though I thought the restraint would kill me. I reached between us and played with her clit. “There you go,” I murmured as her pussy relaxed around me. “Just breathe and let me in. You can take me. You’re made for me.”

We both moaned as I thrust into her fully. We gazed into each other’s eyes, the silence between us broken only by our panting breaths. But the silence didn’t feel cold or stilted, especially as Sofiya ran her fingers through my hair. It felt like the world had shrunk down to just us, just this moment.

“Come again for me.” My voice was hoarse, desperate. My body craved her pleasure, was fucking feral for her orgasms, knowing I was the cause of her pleasure.

“So bossy,” she said, but then her lips parted with a gasp. I continued thrusting into her, moving my thumb against her clit, until she tightened around me. She threw her head back, mouth open in ecstasy.

I couldn’t hold back my moan as I spilled inside her.

Sofiya.

My Sofiya.

My breathing was heavy, my heart practically beating out of my chest. “You’ve done something to me. Bewitched me.”

Her lips were parted, eyes wide as she gazed at me. She was perfect. I wanted to stay inside her forever, but I needed to take care of her, make sure she wasn’t too sore.

I reluctantly pulled out, my eyes hungrily taking in where my cum was spilling from her perfect pussy.

“That was…” Sofiya trailed off with a dreamy expression.

A wild grin spread across my face as I imagined filling her over and over until she carried my child.

I kissed her softly on the lips, savoring her sweetness, until a realization crashed over me like a spear of ice through my chest. I pushed off of her, my feet hitting the floor.

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MATTEO

“Shit.”

I paced by the bed, needing to do something with the frantic energy gripping me.

Sofiya sat up, drawing the sheet around her so her body was covered. I would have demanded she stop hiding her perfect curves, but it was taking everything in me to keep myself from losing my shit.

“Matteo?” Her voice was hesitant, barely above a whisper.

My throat was too tight to respond.

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