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“Max…” She threads her fingers through my hair as I move lower, spreading her legs wide. I settle between them and taste her with long, slow licks along her slick folds, circling her clit with the flat of my tongue. She tastes like home. Like forever.

I slide two fingers inside her, curling them while I suck her clit, building her steadily.

Her first orgasm hits fast. She cries out my name, thighs trembling around my head, hips rolling against my mouth. I lick her through it, gentler now, savoring every pulse and whimper.

And then I rise and kiss her deeply, letting her taste herself on my tongue. “I love you,” I whisper against her lips. “More than anything.”

Moisture gather at the corners of her eyes. “I love you too. Even when it hurt… I still loved you.”

I position myself at her entrance and push in slowly, inch by thick inch, until I’m buried to the hilt in her tight heat. “So perfect. All mine.” I move with deep, rolling thrusts that let me feel every flutter of her walls around my cock.

I keep my eyes on hers, our foreheads pressed together. “This isn’t just fucking, Sydney. It never was. Not really.” My hips snapharder, possessive now, but every thrust is wrapped in emotion. “This pussy was made for my cock. But you were made for me. My wife. My everything.”

“Yes,” she gasps, legs wrapped tight around my waist. “Harder, Max. I need to feel you.”

I give her what she wants as I grip her hips and drive into her with powerful strokes. The wet sounds of our bodies joining fills the room.

She claws my back, meeting every thrust. I reach between us and rub her clit, pushing her toward the edge again.

“Come for me, wife,” I command, voice rough with love and lust. “Let me feel this tight little pussy squeezing my cock like only you can.”

She shatters with a broken cry, pulsing around me so perfectly it nearly undoes me. I keep thrusting through her orgasm, drawing it out, then flip us so she’s on top. “Ride me, baby. Take what’s yours.”

Sydney braces her hands on my chest and sinks down, taking every inch of my cock. She rides me with rolling hips, grinding her clit against me on every downstroke. I sit up, wrapping my arms around her, sucking one nipple into my mouth while my hands grip her ass, guiding her faster.

“Look at me,” I rasp. “I was lost without you. I’ll never take you for granted again. You’re my heart, Sydney. My home.”

“I’m yours,” she sobs, increasing our pace. “Forever.”

Emotions inside me mix with the physical pleasure our bodies create, cresting together.

She tightens again, and I thrust up to meet her, burying myself deep. She comes a third time, crying out, walls milking me rhythmically. The sensation pulls me over with her. “I’m fucking breeding you right now. I’m fucking my baby into your womb,” I groan and spill inside her with hot pulses of release as I hold her as close as two bodies can get.

We stay locked together long after, my cock still buried in her, arms wrapped tight. I stroke her back, kiss her hair, her tear-streaked cheeks, her lips.

“I love you, Mrs. Kedrov. My wife,” I murmur.

She smiles against my neck, sated and safe. “I love you, husband.”

The city lights continue to glitter outside our window.

Contentment fills my chest. Ben is healing. My brother is back in my life. The past is settled.

And the future?

It’s this.

Sydney in my arms, her body joined with mine, our hearts finally aligned, this is what I never dared to wish for. A lifetime of claiming and cherishing the woman who was perfectly made for me, my body and my heart.

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