"I want to know every part of you," I murmur against her mouth. "Not just your body. Everything."
She shivers in my arms, pressing closer, her breasts soft against my chest. "I want that too."
My fingers move along her delicate flesh to seek out her searing hot core, to mark her as mine without leaving a trace. I need her to feel my possession, my protection. I need to feel that she's real, that she's choosing to be here with me despite knowing what I am. What I've been.
This isn't about release or satisfaction. This is about finding pieces of ourselves in each other. About filling the broken places that loss has carved into us both.
"I never thought I could feel this again," I confess, the words torn from somewhere deep inside me.
Aurora presses her forehead to mine, her breath mingling with my own. "And I never thought I could feel safe again."
My heart thunders in my chest as I realize the gift she's giving me. Her trust. Her vulnerability. The chance to be something other than a failure. To be worthy of protecting someone again.
I hold her face in my hand like she's made of glass and pull her into another kiss, pouring everything I cannot say into the press of my lips against hers.
Aurora's hands finally close around my cock, and I groan against her mouth, my entire body tightening at her touch.
Her fingers are tentative at first, then more certain as my reaction encourages her.
I dip my finger into her pussy, finding her slick, hot, and ready for me.
"Zarechka," I breathe.
She moans against my mouth in response, the sound vibrating between us. I swallow her moan eagerly, wanting to consume every sound, every breath she makes.
Her hand tightens around me, stroking upward with just the right amount of pressure. How does she know exactly how to touch me? The thought that she might have imagined this moment as many times as I have sends a fresh wave of desire through me.
"You're so wet already," I murmur against her mouth, slowly circling her entrance with my finger before pushing deeper inside.
She arches into my touch, her body seeking more. Her thumb finds the sensitive head of my cock, spreading the precum gathered there. The slickness makes her strokes smoother, more intoxicating.
"All for you, Ruslan," she whispers, her voice breaking on my name. "Only for you."
I curl my finger inside her, searching for that spot that will make her tremble. When I find it, her whole body shudders against mine, her grip on my cock faltering momentarily as pleasure overtakes her.
"That's it," I encourage, adding a second finger, stretching her gently. "Let me hear you."
Her breathing grows ragged as I continue to stroke her from the inside, her wetness coating my fingers. Her hand resumes its rhythm on my cock, matching the pace I set with my fingers inside her.
In this moment, there is no bratva, no danger, no past haunting either of us. There is only Aurora's touch, her scent, her soft moans against my skin. Only the knowledge that she has chosen me, despite everything.
Her walls flutter around my fingers as I increase the pace, and I know she's close.
Her face transforms with pleasure.
Every subtle change captivates me. The way her lips part, the way her eyelids flutter, and the way a flush spreads across her cheeks. Soft gasps escaping her lips grow more urgent as I stroke her g spot.
"Don't hold back,zarechka," I whisper against her ear. "Never hold back when you're with me."
Her hand slips from my cock as her body begins to tremble. She buries her face against my shoulder and bites down on my flesh to muffle her cries of pleasure as her orgasm takes hold.
Her pussy contracts around my fingers, pulsing in time with our racing hearts.
"That's it," I encourage, continuing to stroke her through her climax. "Let me feel you."
She shudders against me, nails digging into my shoulder as she comes. Her body quivers with the most exquisitely delicious force, and I hold her steady with my free arm wrapped around her waist.
"Ruslan," she gasps against my skin, her voice breaking on my name.