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Sylas is making my body sing like a bird caged forever and suddenly set free. I’ve never had an orgasm plucked from me by a human man, and yet this mixed-up alien male, one to whom violence always seems to be the answer—he’s strumming me like he’s known me my entire life.

I convulse, my hips lifting, and his hand follows, deep, gorgeous voice crooning my name as I gasp and flail.

“There’s one, little mate, now how about we get you two more and I can decide if you’ve been good enough to be filled and mated?”

“Sylas!”

With a sinuous move, he has his lips on my clit and his tongue in my pussy, lapping up my earlier climax with a gusto which should be obscene but instead sets me off on yet another journey to the stars.

“Sweet and perfect for your mate,” he murmurs against me, hand cupping my buttocks raising me to where he is devouring every single inch.

He gently swirls the tip of a finger around my tight pucker. It sends a shiver through me, a glorious, forbidden shiver.

“I want you filled in every hole, little feather, almost more than I want my second cock to swell inside you again.”

The clawless digit dips inside me as he delves his tongue into my channel, eating me as if his life depended on it, sending pleasure spiraling within me until I’m on the very tipping point.

“Sylas!” His name echoes around the room as his finger pushes deeper and my climax crashes around me.

This is unreal, that he can bring me to completion so many times. I’m breathless, boneless, completely beguiled by him.

“That’s two.” He grins at me, mouth glistening from my moisture. He licks his lips salaciously and with obvious enjoyment.

“I can’t!” I’m panting, my lady bits are on fire, and my body is twitching uncontrollably.

“You will,” Sylas growls. “No mate of mine remains without pleasure in our nest. Even if she mightdieof it.”

The grin becomes utterly, terribly, gloriously wicked as he pushes his finger into my spasming channel, thumb gently pressing at my bottom hole. I don’t know how he does it, but he is already sending me into yet another orgasm. This huge, scarred hulk of a gladiator is as gentle as he is massive, and the way his eyes burn into mine is more than enough.

“Can you take some Gryn cocks, little feather? Can I sheathe myself in your slick heat and give you everything I have?” he murmurs in my ear, his hard body pressed against mine, his fingers still making me pulsate.

“If you don’t, you will be sorry.” It’s my turn to growl. “I want you, Sylas. I want you inside me, now!”

“Such a demanding little mate,” he rasps.

His pants are already gone, and I can feel his thick, hot lengths against my thigh. He might have brought me tocompletion three times, but I’m craving even more of Sylas. I need him.

His main cock notches at my entrance, and as I arch my back, he drives into me in a smooth, glorious movement.

“Sweet Alex,” he rasps. “My cocks belong in you.”

He holds, sweat sheening his chiseled form. “I will not die here, but I cannot hold back. I must take you with everything I have. Can you take me, like a good little mate?”

“Take me, Sylas,” I murmur, my channel clamping over him already.

He withdraws with agonizing slowness, gazing down at where we are joined.

“Look at you, stretched around me, stretched so tight.” His voice is hoarse, his arms shaking. “You are beautiful, Alex.”

I reach up to touch his cheek. “Take me, Sylas. I am yours.”

“Mine.”

He slides back with a deep growl, eyes blazing. His lips capture mine as his hips circle, pumping himself into me as I do my best to wrap my legs around his bulk and simply hold on. My hands go into his feathers, and Sylas groans with pleasure, redoubling his thrusts, the nodes on both of his cocks hitting every pulse point I have until the galaxy returns to my vision once again, and I’m clamping down hard on him.

He roars out as his orgasm hits, hot cum volcano like inside me. There’s an incredible stretch, and Sylas encloses me in his arms, face buried in my skin, groaning my name.

Every inch of me is on fire, burning for him, pulsing for him, and as he wraps me in his wings, I know I never want to be anywhere else but in a nest built by my gladiator.

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