Chapter 11
Viktor~
Despite my earlier demand of not wanting Aurora to shower, we’d ended up in there anyway. Her hair, makeup, and body had ended up a complete mess, and she’d been adamant about not having to cut her hair off because I was a possessive lunatic.
So, we’d ended up in the shower, but instead of taking her up against the tiled wall, like a completely besotted fool, I had washed her hair, cleaned her body, and had even massaged her shoulders underneath the hot spray of water.
Of course, everything had been all well and good until I’d gotten to the cleansing of her wounds, and that’s when I’d had to fight not to lose my shit.
Seeing the bandages had been bad enough, but seeing those two fresh scars marring her skin had been a definite struggle.
Granted, I had no choice but to get used to seeing them, but that realization didn’t make me feel any better.
At any rate, after we’d taken a shower, I had carried her back to bed, and as soon as I’d had her in my arms, Aurora had fallen asleep, clearly exhausted, though I doubted that it’d had anything to do with the sex.
Whether she wanted to admit it or not, her body was still healing, and the stress of not knowing who was behind her attack only made things worse.
Nevertheless, because I was still feeling the sting of everything, I was back between her legs, each thigh thrown over my shoulders, her pussy only inches from my face.
In the late hours of the night, it also looked a bit swollen and sore, but that wasn’t going to stop me from getting inside there again.
Even though I was very aware of where the desperate need to have her came from, I wasn’t ready to be logical about it just yet.
Hell, I might not ever be, truth be told.
I never thought that I’d ever get her back like this, and my mind just couldn’t let go of that yet.
Knowing that Aurora was sore, I went for her pussy hole, leaving her clit for later.
The soothing feel of my tongue needed to make her feel better, and it was quite a thing to tongue-fuck a pussy.
I also didn’t care that she had some of my cum still coating the walls of her cunt.
I wanted to eat my wife’s pussy more than I cared about tasting myself.
There was also how I wanted to show Aurora that nothing was off-limits with her; not when I wanted her the way that I did.
“Hmmm...” she moaned sleepily, trying to adjust her legs, but my grip on her thighs preventing any movement.
So, I kept tongue fucking her until she could no longer sleep through it, and once she was fully awake, I felt her hands slide into my hair, and when she pulled at the strands, that’s when I finally began playing with her clit, making her body jerk in appreciation.
“Viktor...mmm...what are you do...doing?” she mewled sexily.
“I’m just kissing it all better, baby,” I replied between licks to her pussy.
When my tongue swiped at her ass, that’s when she really woke up, and her moans started getting louder. “Viktor...”
Pulling back, I asked, “How tired are you?”
“Not that tired,” she quickly rushed out, making me smirk.
“Then how about you ride my face?” I suggested. “Show me how you like it done, baby.”
While a part of me suspected that she might be too tired to put in that kind of effort, Aurora immediately sat up, and the look on her face was almost my undoing.
She looked as if I had just issued some sort of challenge, more than willing to accept.
Little did she know that she was already the winner.
If it ever came down between what I wanted and what she needed, it’d be no contest.
Sliding out from beneath her legs, I climbed onto the bed, then laid back comfortably, waiting for my wife to climb over me, those fucking tits of her causing my brain to misfire again.
There was no way around the fact that Aurora had a magnificent body, and I couldn’t wait to see her pregnant.
She was probably going to be the most beautiful expectant mother ever, and I couldn’t wait to experience every bit of it with her.
“C’mon,” I said as Aurora sat up. “Come sit on my face, zhena.”
As confident as she ought to be, my wife crawled over my body, then as she moved up to hover over my face, I watched her grab the headboard, and it was crazy how hard the woman could make me just by the way that she moved.
Whether just walking into a room, beating a man down, aiming a gun at my head, or crawling over me naked, Aurora made me want her in a way that felt dangerous at times.
It was important for a man like me to always have his head in the game, but my wife made that impossible most of the time.
As Aurora positioned her pussy over my face, my arms immediately wrapped around her calves to hold her in place, but it still gave her the freedom to move however she needed to. It put her in control of her own pleasure, and I was happy to be at her mercy.
“Feed me that pussy, baby,” I said, and without wasting another minute, Aurora lowered that sweet pinkness onto my face, and I stuck my tongue out to lick every fucking inch of her cunt.
“Yes...” she whimpered as she moved her hips, her grip on the headboard giving her the leverage that she needed to take what she wanted. “God, yes...”
I couldn’t say anything as I did my best to keep in time with the movement of Aurora’s hips, but I was able to look up far enough to see her heavy tits swaying back and forth with abandonment, and what a fucking sight it was.
She looked like a goddess with her head thrown back, the muscles in her arms strained, and her tits just itching for me to take them in my mouth.
Everything was fucking perfect until she pulled up, robbing me of her pussy, but that wasn’t enough to stop me. Moving my arms from her calves to her thighs, I pulled her back down, then sucked on her clit until she was crying my name again, cumming all over my face for the millionth time tonight.
“Viktor...” she choked out. “Oh, God...”
When her legs were finally done trembling around my head, I grabbed her by her hips, then moved her down my body until her pussy was lined up with my hard cock. I also didn’t give her any time to object as I was hard enough to slide right on in.
“Ride my cock now, baby,” I ordered, my hands gripping her hips. “Own that dick like you own the rest of me.”
My wife slapped her hands on my chest, then began moving over me like the fucking goddess that she was, and her name was going to be my next tattoo, but only because there wasn’t enough space on my skin for a tattoo of her entire face.
“Tell me how good that feels,” I grunted as my hips rose to meet hers. “Tell me how good I make you feel, zhena.”
“So good...” she moaned, but it wasn’t good enough for me.
“Tell me how I make you feel good,” I repeated.
Stopping, Aurora looked down at me, and my heart nearly stopped when she said, “Only you, Viktor. Only you can make me feel this way. You’re the only one who will ever make me feel this way.”
“You’re fucking damn right,” I snarled as I moved my hips against her, urging her to start moving again; to start riding my cock. “There’ll never be anyone else for you ever, baby.”
Instead of reassuring my wounded ego, Aurora went back to riding my dick, the vision one that was better than any of the seven wonders of the world.
There was no sight more breathtaking than the one of my wife, naked and giving herself over to me when I didn’t deserve it.
I wasn’t going to deserve it until I skewered the sonofabitch who hurt her.
“Your pussy is squeezing me so tight, baby,” I hissed, already on the verge of cumming inside her. “I’m not going to last much longer with you riding my dick like that.”
“Like what?” she panted.
“Like it’s your favorite thing to do in the whole wide world,” I said, wishing that it were true. “Like you can’t get enough of me.”
“Make me cum again...” she ordered. “Please...Viktor...”
“Whatever you want, it’s yours,” I promised. “Whatever you want, baby.”
With that, I rolled us over, then started fucking her like I hadn’t been fucking her all night already. I fucked Aurora until her hands were gripping the sheets for dear life, that seductive voice of hers calling out my name again.
“Viktor...I’m cumming...” she cried out, and I could feel myself going insane with it.
“Cum for me, Aurora,” I growled. “Cum for me, zhena.”
I wasn’t sure how much time passed before I finally came inside her, but once I did, I stayed where I was until she complained of my weight. It was only then that I rolled off of her, lying next to her as I gathered her sweaty body next to mine.
“I’m going to need another shower,” she sighed after a few minutes.
“We can take one in the morning,” I replied, pulling her closer.
On cue, she let out a long yawn, and I loved the easy familiarity of it. “Yeah, maybe.”
“Get some rest, baby,” I told her. “You need it.”
“You know, this might be the one time that I don’t argue with you,” she said, making me smile.