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“You like this?” he asks skeptically then shakes his head when I nod like crazy. “Then let’s make this one a good one.”

With that, he’s squeezing my throat again, my arms pinned tighter to the mattress as Mark starts thrusting. Slowly at first, steady but hard enough to scoot the bed. His pelvis grinds against me every time he slams himself inside me, rubbing my triangle piercing and my clit, those tiny shock waves sparking each time he does.

I moan around the sheer fabric in my mouth, my stare locked with Mark’s as he cuts off the sound, tightening his grip while I lift my legs higher on his hips. His apadravya strokes my g-spot quicker as he picks up his pace, every brutal thrust sending me closer to the edge. My vision gets fuzzy and starts to blur but I don’t look away, don’t do anything but watch my teddy’s face, the way he doesn’t break my stare with each grunt and groan.

He releases my throat briefly as he quickly adjusts our position, rolling me to my side while he places one knee on the bed, Mark straddling my thigh so we’re basically scissoring. My eyes practically roll up into my skull at the new sensation, the way his piercing hits deeper, how his cock stretches and fills me with each punishing thrust.

His blunt nails dig into my thigh as Mark brings it to his chest, my knee resting on his shoulder while pulling me toward him then wraps his fingers around my throat again.

“Fuck,” he grunts as his hips piston into me, my orgasm shooting down my spine. “Fuck, Leo, I’m gonna come.”

All I can do is nod.

I nod my agreement and press my throat against his palm, fisting the sheet in one hand while the other flies to Mark’s forearm.

That’s when it happens.

When my nails dig into his muscle and flesh, when Markus somehow goes harder and faster, lifting my leg higher so my ass is flush against him.

My climax slams into me just as forcefully as Mark, rushing through every inch of my body and back again, crescendoing again and again as he groans out his release.

That’s when I orgasm so goddamn hard with the fourth piece of my heart and soul buried inside, his hand tightening on the sides of my neck until I’m breathless, I immediately start to cry.

Markus Favre gave me my first everemotionalorgasm, and I can never let him go because of it.

The look of horror that just replaced the blissed out one on his handsome face says otherwise, though.

“Jesus, Leonor.” He quickly pulls out, carefully dropping my leg and rolling me to my back, helping me sit up as the hand that was on my throat pulls my panties out of my mouth while I all but sob. “Leo, I didn’t?—”

“I love you, Markus Favre, and if you think for one minute I don’t then you’re the stupid one.” I throw my arms around his neck the second his naked ass hits the mattress next to me, quickly straddling his lap while I bury my face in his neck and cry. “I’m so in love with you and it’s not out of pity or any other stupid thing you could think of. I love you because you’re you, you’re my perfect teddy bear, and I can’t go another moment without you knowing it.”

I feel him chuckle as Mark wraps his arms around me, rubbing my back before grabbing my buttcheeks and pulling me closer. “You mean that, sugar?” When all I do is nod like a bobble head in the crook of his neck and wrap myself around him like a koala, Mark laughs. “You want to look me in the eye and say it? I’m not going to believe you if you don’t.”

Slowly lifting my head, I ignore the way the tears roll down my face and meet those pretty greenish-brown eyes. “I love you. I love you so fucking much and if you can’t accept that then?—”

Then he’s kissing me again.

Sweetly this time, soft and almost reverently.

Mark cups my cheek and runs his thumb under my eye, smoothing it back and forth each time our lips meet.

“Leo?”

“Hmm?” I sniffle as he smiles against my lips.

“I love you.” As I smile back and kiss him again and again, ready to burst at the seams because of how happy he just made me, Markus Favre does what he does best and makes this momenttrulyhis. “But I can feel my cum running out of your pussy and dripping on my cock so unless you want to wait for me to get hard and use it as lube for your perky little ass, you’re gonna need to move so I can clean up and avoid leaving a jizz stain for Justine to find later.”

Wiggling against his cock and giggling when he inhales sharply, I just hug Markus harder.

I am never letting him go after that.

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MARK

Ismile a little as I feel Leonor’s leg ride higher on my thigh, her body scooting closer to mine as she drapes her arm across my chest.

I’ll never say it to anyone, at least not yet, but this doesn’t feel real.

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