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The plan had been for him to await Doriena and Bakac here. He had already dressed the part -- they both had. Black leather pants with a flap at the crotch for easy extraction of his cock, black armbands that emphasized his muscles, and a calm exterior he didn’t feel on the inside.

He’d never been this nervous about being with a woman in his life. Perhaps he wasn’t as jaded as his father thought.

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Bakac had dressed similarly to Alex, minus the arm bands and flap over his crotch. He wore instead a loose gray shirt hanging open to about mid chest. He had seen Doriena enter the property, too, and took his place in the great hall to welcome her, and to gauge her nervousness. Alex might be set on scaring her away from them, but he intended to hang on to her with both hands.

And arms, and legs, and feet, if necessary.

If she left Alex, he still had her as a sister. Bakac had nothing.

The door chimed, bringing him out of his depressing line of thought. Slowly, deliberately, he made his way to let Doriena in the house. When he opened the door, he felt like he had been punched in the gut.

She was stunning.

Her leanly muscled body was encased in a form-fitting outfit the same color as her hair. And there really wasn’t much of it. Although it was long sleeved and long legged, it was designed with so many gaping holes, it looked like it might have been ripped to shreds instead of intentionally created that way.

Or like it would be easy to rip off that delectable body.

She was muscled, and very lean, but she had womanly curves in the right places. Her hips were gently rounded, and her breasts even more generous than he could have possibly imagined. How she’d managed to keep those hidden all this time, he had no idea. Her muscled abdomen was exposed from just below her breasts to dangerously low below her navel, strong arms and legs bare in several places from shoulder to wrist and hip to ankle. And that magnificent cleavage! Large, rounded, high breasts there just waiting for him to grab each of them in his hands and bury his face between them.

For a moment, he just stood there, unable to form a coherent sentence. Doriena shuffled her feet and looked away from him when he said nothing. Still, he couldn’t even invite her inside. Never before had he been this awestruck over a woman.

Finally, she took a deep breath. “I guess this wasn’t quite what the two of you had in mind.”

“No!” He was practically yelling at her. “Sorry.” He ran his hands through his hair, then grabbed her arm and yanked her inside.

Once the door was closed behind them, he pulled her into his body and held her there. She came to about mid chest on him, so he bent down and picked her up. “Wrap those long, strong legs around me, Doriena.” His voice was husky in his need, and he didn’t give her time to comply before he took her mouth with his.

At first she was tentative, unsure of herself, but a few moments later and she was kissing him as hungrily as he kissed her. Her legs tightened around him, her pelvis thrust against his belly, trying to get the needed friction in the needed places.

She surprised him by snaking her tongue inside his mouth to duel with his. It was all he could do not to simply rip that ridiculously skimpy outfit off her luscious curves and fuck her right there.

But they had plans, and he’d just bet she was a lot stronger than either of them -- or Doriena herself -- gave her credit for.

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Doriena’s head spun. Bakac’s kisses were intoxicating. His big hands on her ass kneaded her flesh, pulling her cheeks apart, and she could just imagine howthatwould come in handy.

When she moaned and managed to bring her pussy into contact with his leather clad cock, which was now hard as stone underneath his pants, he spun her around and slammed her back up against the door. With an animalistic growl, he fisted his hand in her hair, yanking her head back to look at her.

He ground himself into her, and she slid up and down the door, helpless in the wake of his lust. Not that she cared. She used her legs to draw him into her and braced herself against the wall as best she could. His face was as fierce as the most aggressive warrior caught in a blood lust, and it was clear he was oblivious to anything else around them. He had only one goal in mind.

It was fine with her. The only thing she wanted at this moment was to explode into the orgasm that hovered just out of her reach.

“No!” Bakac growled as he sped up his movements. “Do not come! Not until I say you can!”

Doriena was shocked, but also suddenly desperate. She wanted to follow his instructions, though she had never been one to let another control her life. There was something naughty about his order -- and make no mistake, it was an order. Not only did she want to follow his order, she needed to. It was slightly unsettling.

He pushed harder and harder, pushing her closer and closer, but she fought. She wanted to come so badly, she could feel it, but she didn’t dare. His features grew more and more strained, and she knew he was fighting it himself. Finally, with one more thrust he shouted and snarled. Doriena was almost sure he hadn’t come. He was still holding her, but she sensed he was more turned on than ever.

“Bakac! What in the Universe are you doing?” Alex’s face was just as fierce, something she had never seen in her brother. “Bring her upstairs.”

Bakac was breathing hard and the lust gleaming in his eyes was so intense, it was scary. He just looked at her a moment before resting his forehead against hers. “I’m sorry.” His whisper was so low, she almost didn’t hear it. “I didn’t mean for this to start out this way.”

She smiled. “Like I didn’t enjoy myself.”

“Now, Bakac!”

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