36. Ruslan
36
RUSLAN
I shove myself deep inside Aurora, burying myself to the hilt as her warmth engulfs me. The tightness of her body clenches around me. Demanding, gripping, and claiming.
I can't help the moan of pleasure punching out from my chest at the raw intensity of the sensation.
"Mine," I growl against her mouth, the word escaping before I can trap it behind my teeth.
Outside these walls, the rest of the Vori wait with their plots, their schemes, and their endless machinations. Out there is Tamara with her hatred and Gregor with his demands.
But here, right here, is only us.
Aurora cries out, her voice breaking in that perfect way that sends a shudder down my spine. I catch the sound with my mouth as I kiss her deeply, tasting myself on her tongue.
She kisses me back just as fiercely, and her mouth opens further to indulge in the intoxicating mixture of her sweetness and my salt in our mouths.
How did I ever think that this marriage can remain only a convenience?
I deepen the kiss, sliding my tongue against hers as she moans into my mouth. The vibration of her pleasure travels through me, feeding a hunger I've denied myself for years.
Until she brought it back to life.
The head of my cock aches with each thrust, sensitive from my earlier release, but I don't care. I'll endure any pain to watch her come apart beneath me, to know that I'm the one giving her this pleasure. Every gasp she makes and every flutter of her muscles around me is a victory.
" Zarechka ," I whisper against her lips. "My little dawn."
She responds by wrapping her legs tighter around my waist, pulling me deeper, and I lose myself in her again.
This isn't about me. This is about her. This is about showing her that she deserves this, that her pleasure matters, that she isn't just Jamie Fields running from a monster.
She's Aurora Dragunov now, and I'll burn down the world before I let anyone take that from her.
I grit my teeth as Aurora's hips rise to meet mine. Stroke for stroke, she matches me, taking control in a way that makes my muscles clench.
"Fuck," I growl, the scent of her, coconut and sweat and the perfume she wore for our ceremony, embeds deep in my lungs with each ragged breath. "Yes, just like that."
The silk of her wedding dress bunches beneath us, rustling with each thrust. White fabric sprawls around her body like snow, a perfect contrast to her flushed skin. Beading digs into my knees with each thrust, and Aurora's nails run along my back.
"Take it," I tell her. "Take it all. My cock is just for you. Use it however you want."
Her eyes flash with something primal. She pushes against my chest, flipping our positions until she's straddling me, her wedding dress billowing around us like a cloud.
"Is this what you want?" she asks, circling her hips in a way that makes my vision blur. "You want me to fuck you, Ruslan?"
The sound of my name on her lips sends electricity through my veins. "Yes…Fuck, yes."
"You want me to fuck this big hard cock of yours?" she whispers, leaning down to bite my earlobe. "This big hard cock that's destroying my tight wet pussy?"
I grab her hips, guiding her movements as she rides me. "Yes," I strain.
The sound of skin against skin mingles with our heavy breathing and the rustle of expensive fabric. The air is thick with the scent of sex and wedding flowers.
Aurora moans, her head falling back as she finds the perfect angle. "Nobody's ever made me feel this good," she confesses, her voice breaking as she grinds against me. "Nobody except you."
"Because you belong to me," I promise, sitting up to capture a nipple between my teeth. "Your lips, your pussy, your heart. Everything."
Her hair falls around her face in waves as her mouth parts in ecstasy. One lusty moan after another punches from her throat, and it becomes harder to tell if I'm fucking her or if she's fucking me.
"Oh, I'm so close," she whimpers. "Yes… Fuck, Ruslan, don't stop."
I press harder, matching the rhythm of her movements as I bury myself to the hilt with every thrust.
"Look at me," I command, my voice rougher than intended. "I want to see your eyes when you come."
She obeys, those hazel eyes locking with mine, pupils blown wide with desire.
"That's it," I purr. "My good girl."
Her breathing hitches, thighs tensing around me. I feel her start to tremble, her inner muscles fluttering around my cock. I thrust up to meet her, driving deeper as she begins to unravel.
"Come for me, zarechka, " I growl again, the word escaping before I can stop it.
And this time, she answers.
"Oh," she gasps, her body stiffening as the orgasm takes her. "I'm coming. I'm coming for you!"
Aurora's body tightens around me like a vise as her orgasm crashes through her.
"Ruslan!" My name becomes a repeated, desperate, and reverent prayer on her lips.
She convulses beneath me. Our sweat-slicked bodies rushing to meet each other. Her nails dig into my shoulders. Her thighs quiver against my sides as the waves of her pleasure pull my cock impossibly deeper.
The sight of her hair splayed across her crumpled wedding dress, her parted lips, and her eyes glazed with pleasure yet still locked with mine is beautiful.
She's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
I fight to maintain control, but with every flutter of her pussy, control begins to slip away.
"You're so fucking beautiful," I whisper, meaning every word.
The intensity of her wetness coating me, the sound of our bodies joining, and the sight of the flush spreading from her cheeks down her neck to her breasts pushes me to the edge.
My balls tighten, that familiar pressure building at the base of my spine. I try to hold back and savor this moment, but it's impossible.
Not with the way she's looking at me, not with how perfectly she's taking me.
"I'm going to come again," I warn her, my voice strained. "Inside you."
"Do it," she moans, her hands moving to my ass, pulling me deeper. "Fill me up. Make me yours."
That's all it takes.
The orgasm rips through me with brutal force, stronger than before. My vision blurs as I empty myself inside her, pulse after pulse of hot release.
My entire body shudders with the intensity, muscles locking as pleasure floods every nerve ending.
Aurora screams her final orgasm in response, and I capture her scream in my mouth while my cum continues to pour into her in hot, thick waves.
"Fuck," I gasp against her lips, unable to form any other words as pleasure burns through every nerve in my body.
Aurora's legs lock around my waist, her heels digging into my lower back, holding me impossibly deep inside her. Her hands clutch my shoulders, fingernails biting into my skin. The sharp sting only intensifies my pleasure.
The sensation of her inner muscles rippling, squeezing, milking my cock for every drop of cum is almost unbearable in its intensity. I keep kissing her through it, swallowing her moans as her final orgasm tears through her body.
I feel the wetness of tears on her cheeks, mixing with our sweat. Whether they're from joy or pleasure or something else, I don't know which. But I taste the salt of them as I kiss the corner of her mouth, her jaw, and the pulsing point at her throat.
"Ruslan," she whimpers, her voice broken and raw. "Oh god, Ruslan..."
Her pussy continues to throb around me, rhythmic pulses that draw out my orgasm until I'm trembling, shaking, barely able to hold myself above her.
Cock still inside her, I roll us to our sides, unwilling to break our connection. Aurora's legs stay wrapped around me, her body shuddering with aftershocks. I brush damp hair from her forehead, watching her face as pleasure continues to wash through her.
"That was incredible." she whispers, unable to finish her thought as another small tremor runs through her.
I kiss her again, softer this time. "Because you're incredible, zarechka ."
We lie there, tangled in each other, my cock still twitching inside her as her body continues to milk me dry. Nothing has ever felt like this, like I'm being consumed and reborn all at once.
Slowly, I pull myself from Aurora with a groan, feeling the slick connection between us break as my cock slips free.
"Fuck," I breathe, unable to tear my eyes away from the sight of her, flushed and trembling, while my cum is smeared between her thighs.
The primal part of me wants to push it back inside her, and claim her again.
But I reach down and brush a strand of hair from her face. Her skin glows with a light sheen of sweat, her lips swollen from our kisses.
I run my thumb across her bottom lip, and she nips at it playfully.
"We should probably head back," Aurora whispers, her voice still husky from crying out my name. "Before our guests start wondering where we disappeared to."
I laugh, the sound rumbling in my chest. "Let them wonder. I want to stay like this for a little while longer. Just the two of us."