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My balls tighten, that familiar pressure building at the base of my spine. I try to hold back and savor this moment, but it's impossible.

Not with the way she's looking at me, not with how perfectly she's taking me.

"I'm going to come again," I warn her, my voice strained. "Inside you."

"Do it," she moans, her hands moving to my ass, pulling me deeper. "Fill me up. Make me yours."

That's all it takes.

The orgasm rips through me with brutal force, stronger than before. My vision blurs as I empty myself inside her, pulse after pulse of hot release.

My entire body shudders with the intensity, muscles locking as pleasure floods every nerve ending.

Aurora screams her final orgasm in response, and I capture her scream in my mouth while my cum continues to pour into her in hot, thick waves.

"Fuck," I gasp against her lips, unable to form any other words as pleasure burns through every nerve in my body.

Aurora's legs lock around my waist, her heels digging into my lower back, holding me impossibly deep inside her. Her hands clutch my shoulders, fingernails biting into my skin. The sharp sting only intensifies my pleasure.

The sensation of her inner muscles rippling, squeezing, milking my cock for every drop of cum is almost unbearable in its intensity. I keep kissing her through it, swallowing her moans as her final orgasm tears through her body.

I feel the wetness of tears on her cheeks, mixing with our sweat. Whether they're from joy or pleasure or something else, I don't know which. But I taste the salt of them as I kiss the corner of her mouth, her jaw, and the pulsing point at her throat.

"Ruslan," she whimpers, her voice broken and raw. "Oh god, Ruslan..."

Her pussy continues to throb around me, rhythmic pulses that draw out my orgasm until I'm trembling, shaking, barely able to hold myself above her.

Cock still inside her, I roll us to our sides, unwilling to break our connection. Aurora's legs stay wrapped around me, her body shuddering with aftershocks. I brush damp hair from her forehead, watching her face as pleasure continues to wash through her.

"That was incredible." she whispers, unable to finish her thought as another small tremor runs through her.

I kiss her again, softer this time. "Because you're incredible,zarechka."

We lie there, tangled in each other, my cock still twitching inside her as her body continues to milk me dry. Nothing has ever felt like this, like I'm being consumed and reborn all at once.

Slowly, I pull myself from Aurora with a groan, feeling the slick connection between us break as my cock slips free.

"Fuck," I breathe, unable to tear my eyes away from the sight of her, flushed and trembling, while my cum is smeared between her thighs.

The primal part of me wants to push it back inside her, and claim her again.

But I reach down and brush a strand of hair from her face. Her skin glows with a light sheen of sweat, her lips swollen from our kisses.

I run my thumb across her bottom lip, and she nips at it playfully.

"We should probably head back," Aurora whispers, her voice still husky from crying out my name. "Before our guests start wondering where we disappeared to."

I laugh, the sound rumbling in my chest. "Let them wonder. I want to stay like this for a little while longer. Just the two of us."

37

RUSLAN

The mansion is finally quiet.

The last of the guests departed hours ago, leaving behind only the ghosts of the day's events.

I run my finger along the rim of my whiskey glass, watching the amber liquid catch the lamplight.

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