Epilogue - Rurik #2
I snorted with laughter and gave her the kiss she was craving.
Reaching for the bar of soap on the ledge next to her, I began to smooth it down her sides.
Her soft moan was barely audible over the sluice of water beating down on us.
Without breaking our kiss, she raised her arms as I continued to suds her all over, then with hooded eyes, she pulled away.
“My turn,” she said, still covered in lather.
With a mischievous smirk, she took the soap from me and began rubbing it in slow circles on my chest, her eyes roaming downward. My belly tightened as she moved it further down, her fingernails raking my abs.
“Like a rock,” she murmured. My cock pulsed as she moved her hand lower. “That too.”
I groaned as she reached lower and cupped my balls. She was driving me crazy, and I loved every second of it. When I reached for her, she stopped me with a sound, her eyes glinting. “Not done yet,” she said, continuing to suds me up.
Dropping lower, she pushed me back under the shower spray until the soap drained away. Her fingers dug into the sides of my legs, and she wrapped her lips around the tip of my cock, dragging her teeth along the tender flesh.
“Clem…” Any other words were cut off sharply when she took every inch deep into her mouth, sucking hard as she pulled away, all the while looking up at me.
I let myself fall back against the shower wall, the cool tile a contrast to the hot water and the fiery heat rocketing through me as she teased me. I was about to combust, but she was having fun.
When I couldn’t stand it any longer, I lifted her under her arms, chuckling painfully as she snarled at me to let her continue.
Instead, I pinned her against the wall and kissed her hard, my fingers sliding between her thighs.
She arched against me as I found her slippery clit, and she wrapped her arms around my neck, holding on as she writhed against my fingertips.
Water sluiced over my head, and I shook it away, needing her mouth on mine more than I needed air. The jasmine scent of the soap filled the steamy shower, a slight taste of it on my lips as I nudged her head back to kiss her throat.
Digging in her fingernails, she pressed hard against me and hooked a leg around my hips, arching her back some more so I could slide my fingers deeper inside her. I was ravenous.
“Reach up, hold on,” I commanded, my voice rough.
Her arms flew upward, and she gripped the top of the shower stall as I hoisted her by her hips, lifting her high. The sound of her wet body made a squeaking noise as it slid up the wall until she could drape her legs across my shoulders. I plunged in, lapping at her pussy, devouring her.
She said something incoherent, grabbing my hair with one hand while she ground her silky, wet heat against my face.
Keeping her upright, I slurped her up, pushing my tongue in deep as her noises rose above the sound of the shower.
The water was beginning to cool, but I wasn’t, Clem wasn’t. We were as hot and wild as ever.
“You’re mine,” I growled, nipping at the side of her thigh. “Tell me, now.”
After another long moan, she didn’t just tell me, she showed me, crying out and tearing at my hair as I pressed my tongue against her clit.
“Yes, I’m yours. Always, Rurik. Just… keep… going.”
She went limp in my arms as I slowed my fevered motions, finally gently sliding her back down until her feet touched the floor. Holding on so she wouldn’t end up in a heap, I gathered her into my arms, my cock pulsing as it was trapped against her belly.
Her eyes flew open as she felt it, and fresh lust filled her eyes.
Slinging her hair out of her face, she dragged my head down for a kiss while she wrapped her legs around my hips.
Some animal sound tore from my throat as I sank my cock into her tight, pulsing hole.
Desperation made me ram deep and hard; her soft, breathless urging slowed me down.
“More,” she said, her head falling to my shoulder.
Gritting my teeth, I took in her face, pink and damp with mouth parted and eyes closed, her wet hair falling everywhere and sticking to my lip when I kissed her.
“I could do this forever,” I said, though my cock was telling me a different story. “I could watch you come all day, every day.”
A smile curled her lips, and her eyes slowly opened. “Then watch me now.”
Her head lolled back, and she moaned, long and throaty.
She arched her back, thrusting out her tits against my chest, the taut nipples glistening with water droplets.
In another minute or two, the water was going to be coming out cold.
Clem cried out my name as her pussy tightened, choking my shaft in the best way.
My roar echoed out as I slammed home, somehow finding the presence of mind to reach behind me and turn off the water. She melted against me as I kept going until she was completely limp in my arms, and I was spent.
Goosebumps popped out on her arms, and I hustled her out of the shower, wrapping her in a plush robe and tossing a towel around my shoulders as I carried her out to the bed.
“How did we get here?” she asked when I lay down beside her and gathered her onto my chest. Then she laughed, my favorite sound in the world.
“I don’t quite remember myself,” I said, stroking her dripping hair behind her shoulders. “But I don’t want to leave anytime soon.”
She nodded sleepily and curled up against me, slinging a leg over mine. “Maybe later. What about the tower?”
“It’ll be there tomorrow,” I said, closing my eyes peacefully.
The only place I wanted to be right now was with Clem, just like this.
She hoisted herself up on her elbow, and I opened my eyes. “What about your uncle?”
“Tomorrow,” I groaned, placing my palm on her head and resting it against my shoulder again. “I promise you he’ll be there tomorrow, just like the tower and the parks and the shrines. We can stay as long as we want.”
“Well, if you promise, I believe you,” she said, putting Konstantin out of her mind.
There was always going to be family drama and business trouble, and it was all important. But not as important as us. We deserved this pre-wedding second honeymoon, even if it made no sense to anyone but us.
“Did you know I love you?” I asked, touching the tip of her nose.
With a laugh, she pretended to try to bite my fingertip, snuggling closer instead. “I’ve heard something about it,” she said, then leaned back, her eyes serious. “I love you, too, Rurik. So much.”
With a wholly satisfied nod, I wrapped my arm around her and closed my eyes again. Not for long. This was our honeymoon after all. But like I told her, we had all the time in the world.
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THE END