Slowly, I withdrew from her heat and slammed back into her depths.
Pa!
The sound was sharp, a crack of flesh that made Vale's hips seize. Her orgasm rocked through her, a peculiar, lightning-like sensation coursing through her veins. Her breasts, white and heavy under my grip, heaved as she endured the brutal rhythm of the friction.
"Aristarkh…" she moaned, breathless, as tears escaped the corners of her eyes.
Why hadn't she found him sooner? No one had ever claimed her with this level of raw authority. The thought alone was enough to make her groan—a sound of pure surrender.
"Rub my clit, Aristarkh… I'm approaching another climax."
"You don't tell me what to do, bitch," I said, my voice like steel. I struck her breast without a flicker of hesitation.
"Ahh!" Vale gasped, the shock of the sting jolting her system.
