Page 57 of Blazing Embers

I lie there holding her. My mind is replaying the day's events. I keep picturing Tara walking down the aisle—her grandfather on one side and her aunt on the other.

She was a vision in silk and lace, topped with her crown—a natural queen.

I kiss the top of her head. My heart is expanding, and I can no longer deny it. I’ve fallen for her. In a way I’ve never fallen for anyone before. She’s a fire in my veins, and I know no matterwhat, I’ll never let her go, even if it means I never have kids. My twin brothers will have to provide the next Dragunov heirs.

Thinking of my brothers, my eyes narrow angrily. I wonder where the fuck they are. Kiriil and Stepan, my younger twin brothers, were supposed to be back from their around-the-world trip weeks ago. Then, this morning, they sent a message:Sorry, big brother. We’re stuck and can’t get flights out until tomorrow.

I grit my teeth. Those two were going to pay for missing my ceremony when they got home.

Tara stirs, her body shifting beneath the sheets. She rolls over, her cute little buttocks pressing firmly against my cock, which instantly hardens and stands at full attention. I tighten my arms around her, pulling her closer, and press my lips to her neck, eliciting a soft sigh.

“Mm,” she murmurs sleepily, her voice a husky whisper as my fingers trace the curves of her breasts. I tease and tweak her sensitive nipples, feeling them harden beneath my touch before my hand slides down to the apex of her thighs. I delve into her slick, wet folds, her arousal coating my fingers.

“Oh...” she breathes in, her body arching slightly. “Are you not going to let me rest tonight?” She turns to face me, her body entwining with mine, her mouth meeting my lips in a passionate, hungry kiss. “Don't stop playing with my pussy,” she growls, her hand reaching down to grasp my cock firmly.

“Of course, Mrs. Dragunov,” I chuckle, my voice low and throaty. “I am more than happy to oblige.”

My thumb works her clit in circular motions, my fingers pumping in and out of her as her clever hands stroke my shaft,using my precum as lubricant. Her grip is firm and sure, her movements steady and rhythmic.

“Make me cum,” Tara demands against my lips. “Please...”

I double down on my efforts, my fingers curling inside her, hitting that sensitive spot that drives her wild. She throws her head back, a guttural moan escaping her lips as she comes hard, her juices leaking all over my fingers. But before the waves of her orgasm have subsided, she pushes me onto my back, her eyes meeting mine, dark with desire.

“It's my turn to ride you,” she purrs, straddling me and slowly sliding onto my throbbing cock. She begins playing with her breasts, teasing her nipples and putting on a show. Her hips thrust forward and back, grinding against my body. She moves slowly at first, her hips rising and falling in a steady rhythm, and I can feel every inch of her tight, wet pussy enveloping me. Her moans fill the air, her body writhing on top of mine as she picks up the pace.

She leans forward, her hands pressing against my chest for support as she bounces up and down on my rock-hard shaft, her small breasts jiggling with each movement. I can feel her nails digging into my flesh, her body tensing as another orgasm builds within her.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” she pants, her voice breathless. “I'm going to cum again...”

I grab onto her hips, my fingers digging into her soft flesh as I guide her movements, urging her to go faster, harder. Her pussy clenches around my cock, her body convulsing as her orgasm hits her full force. She throws her head back, a loud moan escaping her lips as she comes undone, her body shakingand trembling with the intensity of her release. She slows the pace, and her body presses against mine, her hips still grinding against me. She takes a few more thrusts and then I explode inside her, my cock pulsing and throbbing as I fill her with my hot, sticky cum.

She collapses on top of me, her body slick with beads of perspiration, her breath coming in ragged gasps. I wrap my arms around her, holding her close as we both come down from our high, our bodies entwined, our hearts pounding in sync. And within a few minutes, she drops into a deep, sated sleep. I kiss her forehead and throw my leg possessively over her. I close my eyes, savoring the feel of my wife's body enveloped by me. As I start to doze off, my phone buzzes.

Fuck no!I growl. Sighing, I carefully roll onto my back and pick it up.

There’s a message:Your next test is waiting in the great hall. You need to get it tonight.

Fuck. Fuck, Fuck! I look at Tara. She’s curled into me like she always belonged there, and she does. I will never let her go.

Quietly, I slip from bed, pull on my clothes, and head for the great hall.

TARA

Someone shakes me. Hard.

My eyes fly open. I’m dizzy. Disoriented.

“What?” My voice is raw.

A shadowy figure stands over me. Female. Familiar.

“You have to come with me. Now.”

She tosses jeans, boots, and a coat onto the bed—my heart stutters.

I grab them, yank them on. Confusion gives way to instinct. Run. Move. Haven’t I been doing that for a while now?

We creep through the hallway. Pavel sits outside the door, slumped.

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