27.2 Katerina

I obeyed and stared up into his blue ones as the tip of his cock speared into me. I arched against the burn of being stretched but didn't close my eyes as my body absorbed him inch by inch. When he was fully seated, he murmured,

"You are so precious, feel so good," and began to move.

His strokes were hard and powerful as our bodies pounded together. I was on fire, and felt branded as we melted into one. His muscles worked under my fingers as I held on for dear life.

As he pounded into me, I was at his mercy. Bound by him. To him. He snapped his hips, withdrawing just enough that I felt the loss of him before filling me again in a soul-shattering thrust.

There was a hard edge to Alex's hunger right now. A deep, insatiable need that I felt down inside my soul.

I loved it. I loved the violent need driving him into my body as he sought his own release inside me. I loved the way my breasts rocked on my chest and the ache in my hips as I clamped my legs around his waist.

Without warning, he pulled out and flipped me over, pulling my hips up until I was on my knees before thrusting inside me again. Gripping me by the back of the neck, he pushed down until my cheek was against the bed. He held me there as he ground into me over and over.

Curling my fingers into the sheets, I surrendered to all he was doing to me. Surrendered to everything I felt. Everything he was doing. Everything I was feeling. It was all so good.

He fucked me mercilessly until I was crying with the intensity of being driven from one climax to another.

It was insane.

Wild.

Primitive.

I loved it.

The warmth of his sweat dripped down on me, and I pushed up onto my hands until my back was connected with his front. His arms encircled my waist and held me still as he thrust up into me, his mouth sucking the lobe of my ear and then my neck.

He shifted us again, and I was on top, glad to be able to see his face. His blue eyes blazed as I rode him, grinding my clit into him hard. His fingers pinched my nipples as I set a new pace, driving down over and over.

"Lean back," he instructed, and I did, changing the angle and giving him better access to my clit. I keened, unsure if I could survive another orgasm, but knew that I had no choice. And when I came one last time, he finally found his own release.

I crashed against his chest panting and his arms wrapped around me, his chest rising and falling from the intensity. Our bodies are covered in sweat as we lay there connected.

"Fuck I've missed this" he whispered his voice hoarse from our activities and I smiled lifting up and looking him in the eyes.

"That makes two of us." I murmured and he smiled brushing the hair from my face before leaning forward and connecting our lips in a searing kiss, "I don't think I can go another round."

He chuckled and gently pushed me onto my side as he pulled out making me groan at the empty feeling, "I'm going to run us a bath and when it's ready I'll come to get you" I nodded as I watched him walk to our en-suite bathroom, his back muscles constricting with each move. I looked over at the baby monitor and smiled when I watched Savannah fast asleep in her crib.

"Waters ready, come on" His arms went under me before he lifted me up and carried me bridal style towards the bathroom and climbed in with me in his arms. He settled behind me before pulling me against his chest as his arms wrapped around me.

"Did I hurt you?" He asked but I shook my head resting it against his shoulder my eyes closed.

"No. You were perfect" I murmured and I felt his lips against my neck.

"We need to find time to do this again," he said and I chucked opened my eyes, and looked up at him.

"Yeah, we do." I agreed.