His release crashed through him like a tidal wave, starting deep in his spine and radiating outward in pulsing waves of ecstasy that made his entire body convulse. He buried himself to the hilt inside her, his seed flooding her in hot, endless spurts, marking her from the inside out as his possession. The pleasure was blinding, obliterating, erasing everything from his mind except the feel of her body clamping around him, the sound of her voice whispering those three impossible words, the knowledge that she was his completely.
For a long moment, they stayed locked together, panting, sweating, joined in the most intimate way possible. Kabir's forehead rested against her shoulder, his breath coming in ragged gasps against her skin. His arms were wrapped around her waist, holding her so tightly that he could feel her ribs expand with each breath she took. He never wanted to let go. He wanted to stay like this forever, sheathed inside her warmth, surrounded by her scent, drowning in the afterglow of the most intense release he had ever experienced.
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