“I’m going to come,” he groans against my lips. “Bladya malishka,Caterina,bladya, malishka krasivaya—bladya—”
The words tangle together, slurring into another groan as he kisses me again hard, his muscled body pressed against mine as I feel him throbbing inside of me. I can feel it when he comes, hot and thick, filling me as he thrusts again, his hips rocking hard against me as he erupts. It feels as if it goes on forever, my legs wrapped around his hips as he kisses me, his tongue tangling with mine as he grinds his cock into me, as deeply as he can go as he pulses, his cum filling me until I can feel it already dripping out of me around his shaft, sticky on my skin.
He holds himself there past when I’ve stopped shuddering around him, as his cock starts to soften, his lips still brushing over mine. I shift beneath him as I feel him go soft, but he kisses me again, his hand sliding down between my thighs where his cock was and covering my entrance. “I want my cum inside of you,malishka,” he murmurs, still kissing me, his tongue sliding over my bottom lip. I feel his fingers pressing against my entrance, pushing the cum that threatens to leak out of me back inside. “I want to make a baby with you,printsessa, a little prince.”
“I—“ I look up at him, swallowing hard. “I don’t know—”
“Fuck what the doctors said,” Viktor growls against my lips, his fingers still pressing against my entrance, pushing inside of me, forcing all of that thick, hot cum deeper inside of me. “I want every drop of my cum inside of you, taking root. I want you full of it.” I can feel him thickening against my leg even as he says it, his soft cock swelling. His fingers are moving now, almost fucking me, the heel of his hand pressing against my clit, and I gasp softly.
“Ah, yes,malishka, that feels good, doesn’t it?” He croons it against my lips, groaning as he feels me tighten around his fingers, pleasure sparking over my skin. “That’s right.” His hand moves against me, grinding against my clit as his fingers start to thrust, curling inside of me as he pushes them deeper. “Come for me again,printsessa,with all that cum deep inside of you. Yes,bladya, you’re so fucking tight even now,yes.” He’s harder now, his cock rising as he finger-fucks me to another orgasm, pushing them deeper as my pussy tightens, sucking him and his cum deeper into me as my hips arch upwards, greedy for another climax.
His orgasm should have put an end to it, but I can’t tell him to stop. I want more, more of the pleasure, more of him inside me,more. It feels so good, and when he presses down harder on my clit, his mouth engulfing mine as he kisses me hot and hard, I can’t resist.
I cry out against his lips, my body soft and open and pliable for him, ready for all the pleasure that he’s willing to give me. I reach up, my fingers in his hair as he makes me come, pulling his mouth harder to mine, my body rolling to one side to curl against him as I arch against his hand. Viktor growls against my lips, his cock rock-hard against my thigh again.
“You want more,printsessa?” He nips at my lower lip, pulling his cum-soaked fingers out of me to roll me onto my back again. “Let me fill you up again, then.”