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I wrapped my hand around the base of my cock and slowly started to jerk it up and down, up and down.She quieted down, her nipples becoming harder and her breath catching in her throat.

“Fuck, that sounds so hot,” she whispered, brows drawn together.“Don’t stop.”

While I continued pleasuring myself to her perfect fucking body, I took out my phone and hit record.If they wanted to have Astrid, I’d let them.But they’d know that onlyIcould have her like this.

“Please, Cairo, more,” she whimpered, grinding her hips faster against the vibrator, which was still off between her legs.Her tits bounced, her lips full and pouty.She leaned her head back slightly, her hair falling behind her shoulders.“God, please … keep going.”

A groan left my mouth, and I stroked my cock faster.

“Are you going to come for me?”she asked.

My dick throbbed as I tried to control myself.

“Tell me you’re going to come for me.”

Another grunt left my mouth, and I couldn’t handle it any longer.I had waited all fucking day to be inside her, and I wasn’t going to pass up the chance to dump my load deep into her desperate little cunt.

Once I kicked off my pants while stalking toward her, I crawled onto the bed and set the phone down on the mattress.Sure, it was recording, but I didn’t care what angle I got anymore.I needed to be inside her.I was desperate for those screams, aching for that pussy to be wrapped around my cock.

“Oh, baby,” I grunted into her ear, tugging her hips back and leaning her forward.When she rested onto her shoulder on the mattress and arched her back, I turned the vibrator back on.“The only place I’m coming is inside you.”

She cried out in pleasure, settling down against the vibrator, lips parted.“P-please!”

I pressed the head of my cock against her entrance and shoved myself deep into her cunt.She threw her head back, her small whimpers turning into loud moans, her tits pressed against the mattress.

“Fuck,” I grunted under my breath.

“Oh my God!”she cried.“Oh my God!Don’t stop!”

I pounded deep into her, leaning over her body and sucking on her neck, getting deeper with every single thrust.She pushed her hips back into mine every time, and I grabbed the camera, turning it toward us so she could see herself, and then I yanked off her blindfold.

It took a moment before she adjusted to the light.Her eyes squeezed closed in pleasure before slowly opening and watching us through the camera.Her cunt clamped down around my cock, and I stilled deep in her pussy.

Because—fuck—she was going to make me come just like this.

“Tell them who you belong to,” I growled into her ear, taking the vibrator and pressing it hard against her clit.I drew my lips up the column of her neck and gently bit down on her earlobe.“Tell them you’re mine.”

With her brows drawn together and her eyes rolling into the back of her head, she screamed out in ecstasy.“I’m yours!I’m yours!God, I’m yours, wherever, whenever, however you want me, Cairo.Oh my God!”

Her tight little hole pulsed around the base of my cock repeatedly, and I groaned as I came deep into her pussy.The vibrator was building her up again—I could feel it by just the way her body was all tense—and she continued to milk the cum out of my balls.

“F-f-fuck,” she groaned, legs convulsing.“I’m yours.”

Once every last drop of my cum was inside her pussy, I slowly pulled out of her, shifting the camera from her pouty face to her cunt drooling with my cum so they’d all see it.After tonight, they’d know that she was mine, whether she told me she loved me or not.

CHAPTERSEVENTY-TWO

ASTRID

Wave after waveof pleasure rushed through my body.My chest was pressed against the mattress, my back was arched, and my ass was in the air.All for Cairo.He gently tugged off the binds, one by one, undoing me completely until I collapsed onto the bed.

The feeling of himowningme …

God, I’d happily do that every night.

Cairo lay down beside me, one arm tucked under his head, the other gently tracing patterns on my bare hip.While his touch might’ve been absent-minded, there was a certain … possessiveness to it.

Even though he was deep in pleasure himself,Iwas stillhis.