“You’re mine like this, Bella,” I murmur, voice low, rough with need. “No one else gets to touch you here. Only me.”
She moans—louder this time, back arching, greedy for more. My cock throbs, hard as steel, straining against my jeans. I can barely think, but I want to hear her say it. My fingers press deeper, thumb rubbing her clit just the way she likes.
“Say it, Bella. Tell me you’re mine. Say it while I make you come all over my fingers.”
She gasps my name, desperate and ruined. “I’m yours, Aleksander—fuck, don’t stop, please?—”
“That’s right,” I growl, moving faster, feeling her pulse tighten around me. “This pretty little cunt is mine. I want you to come for me, baby. Let go, I want to feel you.”
She shudders, nails scraping down my back, her legs trembling around my hand. Her cries get higher, needier, and I keep working her clit, fucking her with my fingers, hungry for every twitch and gasp.
“Look at you,” I whisper, possessive and hungry. “Falling apart just for me. No one else gets to see you like this. No one.”
Her whole body goes tense, then she’s coming, hard, clenching around my fingers, moaning my name like a prayer.
My cock aches, swollen and leaking in my jeans, and I know I need her—right now, right here, I need to be inside her, to show her she belongs to me.
I pull her jeans and panties down, slow and careful, savoring every inch of new skin revealed. She looks up at me, lips parted, breathless, her eyes searching mine. I pause, cupping her face,pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead and then her mouth, lingering there.
“Bella,” I whisper, voice softer now, rough with emotion and need. “Is this okay? Can I…?”
She nods, her cheeks flushed, but I want to hear her say it.
“Tell me,” I murmur, thumbing her cheek, heart pounding as I hold myself just at her entrance. “Tell me you want this.”
“I want you, Aleksander,” she breathes, and it’s all I need.
I push inside, slow and careful, giving her time to adjust, feeling her heat wrap around me, welcoming me in. Her legs come up around my hips, drawing me deeper, and I groan, overwhelmed by how soft and warm and tight she is. We move together, my forehead pressed to hers, every thrust slow, deliberate, savoring her, letting her feel every inch.
“You’re perfect,” I whisper, kissing her again, hand tangled in her hair. “So fucking perfect. You tell me if you want to stop, anytime, okay?”
She shakes her head, nails raking down my back, hips rolling to meet me. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”
I start to move faster, lost in her, in the slick, wet heat of her body. My cock throbs inside her, every squeeze and gasp making me crazier for her. I thumb her clit as I thrust, watching her unravel, desperate to see her fall apart.
Bella’s moans fill the room, raw and urgent, her voice rising with every deep thrust. She clings to me, fingers clawing at my back, hips rolling up to meet every stroke. Her head falls back, lips parted, eyes fluttering—she can’t keep quiet, not with the wayI’m working her clit, fucking her deep and slow, savoring the way her body trembles around my cock.
She cries out, breathless, desperate, and it goes straight to my head—I want the whole world to know she’s mine. My cock throbs, buried to the hilt inside her, her slick heat gripping me, drawing me deeper, harder.
Just then, there’s a knock at the door, a voice calling out, “Is everything alright in there?”
Bella freezes, eyes wide, panic flickering in her gaze, but I don’t stop. I press my hand over her mouth, muffling her next moan, my hips never slowing. Her eyes search mine, wild with worry and something darker—excitement, surrender.
I hold her tight, thrusting deep and slow, and call out, “Yeah, everything’s fine in here!” My voice is steady, calm, like nothing out of the ordinary is happening, even as my cock pulses inside her, every movement making her shiver and gasp against my palm.
“Stay quiet for me,” I whisper, hot and possessive, grinding into her just right, not letting up. “Don’t let them hear how good I fuck you. You love this, don’t you, Bella?”
She moans, the sound vibrating against my hand, her whole body tense and needy beneath me. I never break rhythm, watching her unravel, the thrill of nearly being caught making it even hotter. My thrusts grow rougher, deeper, chasing that edge with her.
Her eyes are locked on mine, wild and pleading, her body trembling under my hand. The feel of her clenching around me, the heat and slickness, the way she’s trying so hard to stay quiet while I keep thrusting into her—it’s all too much. My cock throbsinside her, the pressure building, tight and relentless, until I can’t hold back anymore.
I slam into her one last time, deep and hard, grinding against her as I come. My release floods her, thick and hot, and I can feel her shuddering, pulsing around me, milking every last drop.
5
BELLA
As soon ashe comes inside of me, it’s like the spell breaks.
