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slipped his palms beneath her ass before lowering his head to the dark curls upon her mound.
    Peppering the soft skin of her sex with kisses, Gavenas swirled his tongue about the gentle flesh, collecting every droplet of moisture the soft forest sought to keep hidden.
    Above him, Shoraya moaned, spreading her legs even farther to allow him access to her core.
    Gavenas was grateful for the action even as he pressed his nose and mouth into the V of her sex, so hot and slick for him already. Tasting her nectar like a man starved, he was determined that no petal, no bud or crease would escape his attention, the intensity of which should have caused even him alarm. Yet the beast in him was ravenous.
    Her moans and gasps were muted echoes in his ears as the throbbing of his own pulse was far louder. Mapping her pussy, every inch, with his tongue became a heated obsession to claim every ounce of her elixir.
    He cared not for time or for the quaking tension of her thighs clamping down on his shoulders, certainly not once he’d hefted the bowl of her hips high enough for him to thrust his tongue into the welcoming inferno of her opening. It was where he longed to be, where he needed to be.
    Envious, his cock ached at the heat and clenching tightness that his tongue could only sample. To be enveloped in such warmth seemed too threatening, like so much oblivion to be fearful of. And yet Gavenas was certain he needed to have her.
    He dared to pull one hand free, reaching down to stroke the length of his twitching, hard shaft through the fabric of his robe. The gesture was meant to be a placating one, a warning to his flesh that relief would come, even if not soon. But the firm pressure of his hand only served to enflame his arousal all the more.
    He groaned against her sex, a sound deep and reverberating with need, and the ensuing vibrations must have triggered something in Shoraya as well. Moaning aloud, she keened above him, her hips jerking fitfully in response.
    Gavenas swiftly returned his wandering hands back beneath her ass, needing to grip her bucking form for fear he would lose contact. He pressed his tongue as deep as he could within her. As she came apart, he found her taste stronger, headier for the orgasm racking her form.
    There was no magic like that of loving, he felt. Certainly none stronger, he was certain. His thoughts filled with images of volcanoes, of diamonds being born within the depths of mountains and great mystical dragons emerging from peaks thousands of feet in the sky… He could not only see such grand sights, Gavenas could swear that his blood was infused with the wonders of the peaks. Such was the essence of the woman he suckled from, and he could not get enough.
    She came four times more before Gavenas felt her strength truly begin to ebb. She was clutching at his shoulder with one hand while the fingers of her other were woven into the damp strands at the top of his head.
    Somehow, through his addled brain, he heard calls, weak and whispered pleas of a need that might have mirrored his own if he had not been so selfish.
    “Gavenas…please. Please…” Shoraya’s voice was faint, enough for him to worry. Had he pushed her too far? Had he caused her some injury? He lifted his head from between her thighs and spied her gazing down at him through hooded eyes, her brow covered in sweat. Her lips were trembling flushed berries, but she was smiling weakly at him.
    Although Shoraya was the very portrait of glowing exhaustion, he noted she had hiked her gown upward and was cupping the burgeoning fruit of her naked breasts in her palms. “I am hungry too,” she said.
    He had not had his fill but was sated enough for reason to appeal to him as he leaned back on his haunches. “Forgive me.”
    She chuckled before attempting to reach out for him. “No apologies. Just…I want to feel you inside of me. I want you in my arms, within me.”
    The words sank deep even as his cock throbbed excitedly at the notion.