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Hanging her head, Lan’ara nodded.

“But I know that isn’t possible—we don’t want to accidentally Bond too soon.”

“What exactly does Bonding entail, anyway?” he asked. As he spoke, he kept his fingers inside her and he was slowly circling the little pearl of her clit with his thumb. The intense sensations made Lan’ara moan softly and shift on his lap as her body begged for more.

“Bonding would be making love to completion—having you come deep inside me—inside my pussy.” Lan’ara blushed as she said it but at the same time she was so filled with desire she couldn’t keep the need out of her voice. “That will form a Soul-Bond between us when you Claim me completely.”

“So as long as I don’t come in you, we should be fine? I mean, we won’t form a bond by accident?” he asked, still teasing her clit.

“Y-yes!” Lan’ara moaned. “I mean, no, we won’t Bond as long as…as you don’t fill me with your cream.” It was hard to think when he was teasing her clit and still tugging at her nipples at the same time.

“Well then, why don’t we try just having me slide inside you for a little while to fill you up?” Nate murmured.

Lan’ara looked at him hopefully.

“Do you think you could do that without coming inside me and accidentally Bonding us together?”

He gave a low chuckle.

“Sweetheart, you’ve sucked so much cream out of me, I doubt there’s a drop left! Yeah, I think I can handle it.”

“Oh, good!” Lan’ara couldn’t disguise her relief. She needed to be filled so badly she was nearly shaking by now. With trembling fingers, she reached between them and found his thick shaft. She guided it into her pussy, feeling the broad crown slip into her wet slit.

Nate was really big—as big as a Kindred male, she was sure—but she was so slippery from finally getting to taste his cream that she didn’t need Bonding Fruit.

“Take it easy, sweetheart—God, you’re so tight!” he groaned as she slowly lowered herself onto him, impaling herself on his thickness.

“It’s all right—you’re not hurting me,” Lan’ara panted, trying to reassure him. She could feel her inner walls stretching to accommodate him as he gave her exactly what she needed—she couldn’t stop now, even if it had been hurting—she needed to be filled too badly.

At last she felt him bottom out inside her, the head of his cock pressing hard against the hungry mouth of her womb.

“Ohhh!” she moaned, throwing back her head as her spine arched in pure ecstasy. This was what she needed! To be filled almost to the breaking point—her pussy stuffed full of a long, thick cock that was rock hard.

Nate groaned too.

“God, baby! So tight and wet and hot! Your little pussy is heaven.”

“You feel so good inside me,” Lan’ara told him. Cupping her breasts in both hands, she held them up to his mouth. “Suck me, Nate—suck my nipples while you fill my pussy.”

His eyes went half-lidded and a growl of pure desire and pleasure rose in his chest. Lan’ara felt the incredibly positive emotions like a hot wave washing over her skin—they increased her own need exponentially.

“My pleasure, baby,” he murmured and then sucked one of her tight nipples into his hot mouth as he kneaded her other breast in his big hand.

Lan’ara gasped as hot sparks flew between her pussy and her breasts, making her whole body feel warm with desire. Without really meaning to, she raised up a little bit so that a few inches of his thickness slid out of her, then sat down again so that she could feel the broad crown of his cock give the mouth of her womb a kiss.

That felt so good that she did it again…and then again and again. Soon Nate was moving with her, catching her rhythm and thrusting deep in her pussy.

“Ah…ah!” Lan’ara gasped as the head of his cock continued to give her womb rough, delicious kisses. Part of her thought they shouldn’t be doing this—they were risking a lot. But the need inside her wouldn’t let her stop—her entire body was crying out for him and she couldn’t stop herself from riding his thickness.

Nate let her nipple slip from his lips, and his big hands drifted from her breasts to her hips. She felt his long fingers grip her tightly as he pounded up into her.

“God, baby—so tight and wet!” he groaned. “Want you so much—need you so much!”

“I want you too! I need you too!” Lan’ara panted. She was gripping his broad shoulders and rolling her hips, arching her back as she rode him as hard as she could.

You have to stop—you need to stop! You’re going to make him come and then you’ll Bond too quickly! a little voice was shouting somewhere far back in her head. But it was easy to ignore when she felt her own pleasure growing and Nate’s growing as well.

She still might have pulled back and stopped herself, but that was when one of his hands left her hips and slid between them. The pad of his thumb found the aching bud of her clit and began to rub as she rode him.

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