Adrik
When I claimed her, that was it. I made her mine and betrayed her. She longed for a story that wasn't mine to narrate, so I did the only thing a man like me would-I sent her back. Little did I know the secret she was keeping. The worst of all...
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"Brother?!" Katya called from downstairs, and Adrik didn't stop kissing me.
He wrapped an arm around my throat, and I couldn't pull away from him. He lifts my dress around my waist and wraps my leg around his. "Adrik," A breathy moan left my lips as he sucked on my neck. "What are you doing?"
"Finger-fucking this cunt." I moaned when he rubbed me over my panties.
"You can't. Katya has arrived." His fingers bypassed the sides of my panties, and he pushed them to the side.
"You'll have to come quickly and silently." A whimper left my lips when his thumb pressed against my clit. "So fucking wet and ready." His finger dipped through my slick folds, circling my entrance to collect my juices before massaging my clit again.
"Stop teasing me." His dark eyes bore into me. That smirk appeared on his lips, and he claimed mine as one finger slid into my pussy. He swallowed my moan and curled his finger to that spot deep inside me.
My eyes rolled back, and I gripped his shirt for balance. My arousal resonated throughout the room with every pump of his thick finger. I was so wet and needy, and only he could give me the release I needed.
"You like when I finger-fuck you?" He spoke inside my ear.
I shivered from his hot breath. "Y-yes. So much, but your c— Adrik." I gasped, my pussy clamping hard on his finger.
"Come for me, baby." His palm pressed on my clit, and my mouth opened on a scream that he swallowed with his mouth. I shook in his arms, pushing my back deeper into the wall so he could stop fingering me. I thought he would give me another orgasm, but his finger slid out, and his mouth withdrew from mine.
My ragged breaths fanned across his lips that smirked down on me. "What?" He placed my leg down.
He traced my lips with the finger he had in me and lashed his tongue out to collect it. I loved it when he was filthy with it. "You scream when you come." I frowned.
I knew that, so was he mentioning it—"Katya." My eyes widened, all sense of him fucking me with his finger gone. "Shit. She will be looking for you."
"Let me clean you." He stepped away, and I stopped him.
"No. Go downstairs. I will do it and meet you in the living room." He kissed me one last time before sucking his finger. "Just go." I hissed, and he laughed, that sound following him down the stairs.
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