Page 22 of A Baby for the BRATVA Boss
“Yury, please,” I gasp, voice breaking. “Please fill me.”
He growls, hips pistoning faster, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room.
“That’s my good girl. I’m going to flood your womb, Sophia. You’re going to drip with my cum.”
His hand slides between us, his fingers finding my clit, rubbing tight circles that make lights burst behind my eyes. The pressure snaps, and I come hard, pussy clenching around him in waves, a scream tearing from my throat as pleasure crashes over me.
He doesn’t stop. Doesn’t slow. Just rides me through it, cock throbbing inside me, stretching my pulsing walls until I’m trembling beneath him.
“Fuck, that’s it,” he groans. “Milk my cock,angelu. You’re going to take every drop.”
Before the aftershocks fade, he pulls out, flips me onto my stomach like I weigh nothing, and yanks my hips up. My knees barely touch the mattress before he’s slamming back in, the new angle driving him impossibly deeper. I cry out, fingers clawing the sheets, and he leans over me, chest to my back, one hand fisting my hair the other squeezing my breast.
“Look at you,” he growls against my ear. “Ass up, face down, begging to be bred like a good little wife.”
He lets go of my hair and then his hand cracks against my ass, the sting blooming into heat, and I push back into him, desperate for more. “Yes, Yury, please,” I sob, voice muffled in the pillow. “Please breed me.”
He snarls, hips snapping harder, the headboard banging against the wall with every thrust.
“I won’t stop until this pussy is overflowing,” he promises, voice dark and feral. “I can’t wait to watch my cum leak out of you and shove it right back in. You’ll never be empty again,angelu. Never.”
The filthy words wind me tighter, another orgasm building fast, and he feels it, knows it. “I’m going to make you come again,” he declares, his accent heavier now, the harsh syllables making me shiver. “You’re going come on my cock while I breed you.”
I shatter a second time, pussy spasming around him, and he roars, burying himself to the hilt. Hot spurts flood me, pulse after pulse, his cock jerking deep inside as he empties everything he has.
“Take it,” he grunts, hips grinding against my ass. “Take every last drop of me.”
He stays there, pressed inside me, chest heaving against my back, and I feel his cum already starting to drip between us, warm and thick, marking me in the most primal way. His lips brush my shoulder, soft now, almost reverent.
“Mine,” he whispers, and I nod, boneless and sated, knowing it’s true.
Yury
She loves my filthy mouth, but the truth is, I’ve never been this way before. I feel so overcome when I’m with her that it brings out this unhinged, obsessed side of me.
I pull out of her, still hard, and flip her onto her back, tilting her pelvis so I can quickly put a pillow beneath her.
“That’s it,angelu. Keep it all deep inside.” I stroke the rivulets of cum that have escaped and gently push it back into her spent cunt.
She shudders at the contact and my cock jerks.
“You look so good, Sophia,” I say. “You’re all flushed and soft from sex.”
“Why does it feel so consuming?” she asks, not opening her eyes.
I kiss the bud of her clit and she lets out a broken yelp.
“When you’re aroused? Or something else?” I ask.
“I suppose it’s arousal, I’ve just never felt anything like it before. And then when you make me come, it’s like I’m being blown apart on some sort of astral level. When I’m back together I just feel so relaxed. Then I see you and I’m straight back to drowning in arousal again.”
I laugh lightly as I dot kisses over her thighs.
“I’m flattered. That’s sex when it’s done right,angelu.”
“Is it the same for you? I mean—” she trails off and I know exactly where she is going. “You’ve had plenty of experience.”
I move up her body, taking each nipple into my mouth and flicking it with my tongue before rolling us onto our sides, facing each other, and lifting her leg over my hip.
