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I held her through it. Pumping slowly into her pussy to dance in the aftermath with her. I held her tighter, my forehead against hers, our breathing ragged, and our hearts racing together.

I kissed her. Slowly. Sweetly.

“Thank you,” I whispered, voice raw and full of emotion. “For trusting me. For loving me. For giving yourself to me.”

She kissed me, her fingers tangled in my hair. I groaned out softly, riding one orgasm into the next.

This was the best fucking night of my life.

SIRENA

Shadow was incredible.

For all the embarrassment I knew he had over past experiences together, he definitely didn’t have anything to be embarrassed of now.

He was a monster in the sack, and I was not disappointed.

I snuggled against his chest the following morning. He’d taken me three more times in the night, each time better than the last.

Asylum hadn’t come back, but I knew that was by design. I did worry about him. I didn’t want him to be sleeping in the sanctuary. It was cold. Even with the heaters and it being late spring, I worried.

“Good morning, beautiful,” Shadow murmured against my shoulder before kissing the top of my head.

I smiled and raked my nails gently along his hard abs.

“Mm, I like the way your nails feel,” he said.

I raked them over his skin again, making him practically purr.

Feeling brave, I straddled his lap and took his dick in my hand.

His breath hitched as he stared up at me.

“Again?” He smiled.

I nodded eagerly. He’d been in control every time last night. I wanted to be on top this time.

He nodded, his eyes shining brightly. I slid onto his hard length, making him groan softly.

“Fuck, I’ve made such a mess in your pussy all night,” he husked out, his hands gripping my hips tightly. “I love it.”

I did too.

I started my ride slow, but within minutes, he was rocking me along his cock at a far faster pace.

“More, baby. Fuck. I need more,” he choked out as I worked myself on his dick.

I moved faster, giving him what he wanted.

It didn’t take me long at all before I was coming undone on him. My release soaked his groin.

“Fuck,” he rasped.

He moved me onto my back so fast I gasped, my wrists above my head, his hands pinning them.

He rutted deep into my body, his lips on mine. With each crisp snap of his hips, I lost myself a little bit more.

“Look at you, my sweet cupcake,” he murmured. “You’re soaked, and I’ve barely started.”

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