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already hot flesh to the heights of pleasure. It had to be that damn hormone.
She craved it, knew its taste. Fate, would she crave it for the rest of her
life? She clenched the sheets in tight fists, desperate to ease the flames he stoked.
    Primal cries tore from her throat. His tongue and mouth ate
her with single-minded focus. Clever fingers explored and teased, driving her
higher with every stroke.
    His arms hooked around her thighs and pulled her pussy
closer, as if she were a banquet for him to feast on. He purred against her
clit and all thoughts shattered. The vibration of his mouth against her had her
crying out in desperation. All that remained was the aching lust knotting and
coiling in her core. Pleasure spikes had her gripping his hair and tugging. He
growled against her and purred again. Her hips rose to meet him, giving small,
desperate counterstrokes to his talented tongue.
    His mouth ground against her clit and his tongue flicked. There! Orgasm crashed over her, tightening her channel in rhythmic pulses. He didn’t
give her time to gather her thoughts before his body covered hers. His cock
rubbed against her slick entrance, nudging the folds open.
    “Yes.” She arched against him and he held her still. Feral
temper struck. She snarled at him.
    “Tell me.” He trapped her wrists above her head. The heat of
his body scorched along her nerve endings. Already she could feel her body
rising again. She tried to tug free of his hold, but he held her easily. “Tell
me, Kendra.”
    He wanted her to think ? “Tell you what?”
    “Tell me you want this.” From his gaze burned lust and
something darker, something feral. She realized at that moment just how alien,
how untamed he was.
    She couldn’t think. Her body moved against him, needing.
“Don’t make me beg. I can’t.”
    His teeth nipped at her bottom lip, tugging gently. “Tell
me.”
    A knot born of tension weighed heavy in her chest. Something
was changing inside. Her body burned with lust for this man. It was too
intense. “Take me, damn you. Fuck me.”
    He stroked shallow and teasingly. Her pussy clenched and
tingled, desperate to be filled. His breath brushed against the curve of her
ear. “You can do better than that.”
    She clenched her jaw and groaned at a deeper thrust. The
groan turned to a cry of frustration when he continued with shallow, teasing
strokes. “Fate! Please.”
    He nipped at her ear and then soothed with his tongue. “Tell
me.” He held her wrists with one hand and softly scraped his nails down her
side to the sensitive dip above her hipbone. She jerked in response.
    “Please fuck me, Azros. I need…” The words ended in a half
sob and he thrust deep, gently whispering words to her in another language.
    He rolled them to a new position, one that let his cock
surge deeper. Her head fell back against the mattress at the exquisite
pleasure. Her hands were free to touch, and she did. His body was incredible.
Orgasm loomed like an oncoming storm, wild and untamable. The pleasure stroking
her nerve endings bordered on pain. Intense. Desperate. She cried and begged.
He was killing her with passion.
    He whispered against her lips, supping and licking. “Let go.
Let it take you.”
    Her nails dug into his shoulders and she fought the tide
rising against her. It was too much! Her fingers dug into the silky strands of
his hair and she put all the desperation and fear tearing her apart into a
soul-shattering kiss. His growl against her lips had an edge of danger that
spiked her lust higher. Small tremors flexed the walls of her channel.
    His thrusts became erratic, harder, and impossibly intense.
She pulled from his lips and cried out. He scraped his teeth against her
shoulder. Danger set the hairs of her neck on end. He could rip her throat out
with those fangs. Her heart rate spiked and his thumb pressed between their
bodies, rubbing her clit. The sensation was too much and orgasm crashed over
her, sweeping away her sanity