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By now, he’d caught on to her wonder, and the lips of his sensual mouth turned up at the ends. ‘I don’t know, k’hanys. I only wanted you to come with me and feel what I do.’
‘Which was?’
‘A journey into wild dimensions beyond your imagination. Where our union was bound to rip the veil between the worlds and produce ecstasy a thousand times more potent than the most exquisite orgasm. Lovemaking so spectacular that we became one for eternity, in this world and the one to come.’
Chest heaving, he gazed down at her, his brimming with emotion. ‘Passion so transcendent it’d be fatal to all preconceptions, difference and division.’
She reached up, her fingers tracing the lines of his face, enjoying the sight of his rippling, sweaty physique. ‘Kíríga, only you could transform what sounds like a bad cliche into a heart-shattering poem.’
His chest rumbled as he buried his head in her nape.
With a contented sigh, she closed her eyes, stroking his hair, still trembling from the intensity of their intimacy.
She was alive, so alive, for the first time in ages.
Much later, Killen pulled out of her with a groan.
Reaching a long arm out, he found a cloth from the reaches of his bag and crawled back into her embrace, cleaning her before clasping her close.
They lay bathed in the fire’s soft glow, their legs and thighs entwined in bliss.
The flames cast flickering shadows on the cave walls, illuminating the pale stone and the intricate carvings and runes.
With their hearts beating in sync and their bodies pressed together, they fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.
Surrounded by the ghostly forest and the dancing glass slivers of the white valley beyond their crystalline shelter.
He woke her with his lips moving in firm insistence over her nipple, sucking, pulling, undoing her.
Fokk, she was heaven.
She was also one of those women whose beauty ratcheted when they were naked, pliant and writhing under him.
Her thighs, supple and ropey, came up over his back. Capturing him even as she moaned.
Her breath was reduced to soft, audible pants. With each ragged intake, she arced her back, pushing her full tits against his lashing, teasing tongue.
Killen’s mind went to mush as he venerated her breasts, licking and suckling, nipping the stiff buds until they gave off heat of their own.
Sana’a’s keening moans slid between her lips as her hands slid over his sweaty shoulders, threaded through his hair and pulled at his locks and koya in need.
The latter only served to amp his pleasure.
So close to cumming, he tore his mouth away to bury it in her neck, pressing kisses to the flutter of her pulse while he struggled for control.
She tried to find purchase with his cock, but he pushed her back with a gentle laugh, continuing his ministrations.
Licking, suckling, tugging with his teeth, moving from one creamy, rounded mound to the other as she ground her hips against his waist.
Her warm scent flooded his nostrils as his thick length went diamond-hard.
He clamped hard on a nipple, grinding at it with his lips and beard.
‘Killen no more!’
With a mighty swing of her thighs, she upturned them.
Manoeuvring a man of Killen’s bulk was no mean feat, and he smirked when she panted. Her hand fell on his muscled collarbone and pushed to the ground.
