Page 83 of The Bratva's Captive Bride

“Please fuck me,“ I beg, unable to take it anymore.

“You should beg, little one. Let me hear it. How badly do you want my cock?”

“Please, I want you to fuck me so hard you break me,” I beg. “I need you, Marlen, please.”

My voice is shaking and desperate. My body is shivering beneath him.

When he thrusts into me, it sends my mind spinning away from me. I cry out at the pleasure of it, lost in him as hiscock plunges deep into my pussy. I arch against him as he slides out and shoves himself into me again. With one hand, he holds my wrists behind my back, with the other, he grabs a handful of my hair and pulls my head back. Then he rides me.

His cock slams into me over and over again. He fucks me hard and fast. Every time he pushes into me, he grunts with pleasure and lust. He sounds like an animal, ravaging its prey.

My pussy stretches open for him and locks over him.

The absolute carnal pleasure of it is overwhelming, and because we’ve spent all day teasing each other, I’m already on the verge of orgasm.

My legs begin to shake, and Marlen snarls, “Yes, my love, come all over my cock. Let me feel your beautiful pussy.”

His words are my undoing and my body’s release. Wave after wave of ecstasy rolls over me as I spasm, his cock deep inside me, rock hard and shooting hot come into my body.

Marlen climbs off me and reaches down to pull me off the bed.

“I didn’t exactly plan to do that, but you…” He shakes his head, wrapping his arms around me. I grin, looking up at him. “I’m too beautiful to resist?”

“You’re the most gorgeous fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” he says, grabbing my jaw and kissing me passionately.

When he stops, my heart is racing.

“Do you want to go again, or go get something to eat?” he muses.

“You’re insatiable,” I giggle.

“Only for you, my love. I will never get enough of you. I love every part of you. Heart, body, and soul. You are mine, you know that, right? Mine forever.”

I bite my lip and nod. “I love you forever, Marlen. I never want to be without you.”

“And you never have to, cutie,” he grins, picking me up in his arms and carrying me out of the room.

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THE END