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I had no control as I cupped the back of her neck and held on.

I lost all sense of self as I tensed every muscle and stopped thinking, trying, hoping.

I pulled her back at the same time as I mounted her.

Fiercely. Fully. Meanly.

One moment, we were two separate people.

The next, we were joined in an excruciatingly mind-shattering way.

Silky-hot wetness and nothing else.

Her bareness to my bareness.

My body inside hers with no barrier.

It was the mostincrediblething.

The most dangerous thing.

I hissed between my teeth as her core flexed around me, rippling with welcome.

We both lost who we were as we moved together. Deep and ruthless. I thrust into her while holding her nape. My other hand locked on her hip, keeping her in place. My pace increased, faster and faster, harder and harder all while she moaned and whimpered and met me rock for rock.

I lost track of time as I fucked her.

I never wanted it to end, all while knowing I was too close.

My climax didn’t just originate in my balls but in every droplet of blood. It felt as if our skin evaporated, and we fed energy to each other, our bodies siphoning with the same delicious need, the same heart-rendering passion.

“Deeper,” she begged, arching her back and dropping to her elbows.

I obeyed.

Running my nails down her spine, I grabbed her other hip and rode her.

Again and again.

Over and over.

And when she broke apart and came around me, I roared and let go.

For the first time in my life, I was utterly free. Completely mindless.

I took her, ruled her, and the explosion of my orgasm stole my breath, my soul, my heart, granting everything I was to her.

Forever.

* 47 *

Sailor

The Floor is the Best Nest

I WOKE TO PENG LICKING MY NOSE.

His soft meow was barely audible in the dusk-filled living room. I shifted to move, then froze.Everythingached. Inside and out. But it wasn’t the discomfort of moving that made me still but the fact that X was still here.

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