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“Maybe I should just forbid you from leaving my side,” he countered, and I wasn’t sure if he was serious or not.Of course, after the past two weeks, this could just be his pride talking, but still.

“So, now what?”

Naked as the day that he was born, Viktor reached out to scoop me into his arms bride-style.“I take you upstairs to our bed,” he answered.“While I have no problem fucking you in my office, you’re going to need to rest at times.”

“Making an entire night of it?”

“Baby, you have no idea,” he replied seriously.

“What of the guards?”

“There are no guards in the house,” he informed me, surprising me.“If you were really going to kill me, then I wanted to make sure that nothing happened to you afterwards.”

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.