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Slowly, I remove my own clothes, taking my time. Then I move across her body, my lips tracing a path from her navel to her heaving chest and capturing one of her hardened peaks inmy mouth. Shana arches her back, pushing herself closer to me, silently begging for more.

With a slow, deliberate motion, I shift my body so that we're face to face, her legs still spread wide open in anticipation. My hand finds its way between us, fingers gliding through her wetness before positioning myself at her entrance.

Shana's eyes widen with anticipation as she realizes what's about to happen. She braces herself for the final act of our union, her body trembling with a mix of excitement and nervousness.

I align myself with her entrance and slowly begin to push inside. Her walls clench around me, gripping me tightly as I fill her completely. The feeling is indescribable, exquisite and overwhelming all at once.

Shana's breath hitches as I start to move within her, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through both our bodies. Our connection is electric, intensified by the power of our mating ceremony. It's as if every movement is magnified, every sensation heightened.

I bury myself inside her, relishing in the tightness and warmth that surrounds me. Our breaths mingle as if we are one. I can feel her walls contract around me, signaling her impending release. But I'm not ready to let go just yet.

With a primal growl, I flip her onto her hands and knees, my hands firmly gripping her hips. The change in position ignites a new wave of sensation, making her gasp and arch her back in surrender. I thrust into her with a renewed fervor, each stroke hitting a new spot that sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body.

Shana's moans grow louder with each powerful thrust, the sound filling the room and urging me on. Her body trembles beneath me. Sweat beads on our skin as we move together in a primal dance of desire and fulfillment.

The room is consumed by our desperate cries and the rhythm of our bodies colliding. Shana meets each of my movements with equal fervor, her body trembling in response to the unyielding pleasure coursing through her veins.

Time becomes a blur as we lose ourselves in the intensity of our union. With every stroke, every shared gasp, we become one, bound together in a fierce and passionate embrace.

As I delve deeper into her, her walls tighten around me in a vice-like grip. The scent of our desire hangs heavily in the air, mingling with the sounds of our ragged breaths and the slickness that accompanies our love-making.

I can feel Shana teetering on the edge, her muscles trembling with the effort to hold back her climax. But I won't deny her this final release any longer. With a final surge of strength, I drive into her with an intensity that shatters any remaining barriers.

The tension builds within me, coiling tighter and tighter until it becomes unbearable. I lean forward, pressing my chest against Shana's back as I quicken my pace, chasing my own release. Our bodies collide with a frenzied urgency as we hurtle towards the edge of oblivion.

And then it happens.

In an explosion of pleasure that consumes us both, we shatter into a million pieces. Waves of ecstasy crash over us as we ride out the aftershocks of our union. Our bodies tremble with the intensity of our release, each pulse of pleasure rippling through us like a current.

As the waves of pleasure subside, I slowly withdraw from Shana's trembling body. We collapse onto the bed, our bodies entwined in a mess of tangled limbs and sweaty skin.

Shana turns her head to meet my gaze, her eyes glazed over with a mix of contentment and desire. Her lips curl into a satisfied smile, and I can't help but match her expression. We lay there for a moment, simply reveling in each other's presence.

Time seems to stand still as we bask in the aftermath of our passion, our bodies intertwined and slick with sweat. I press my lips against the nape of Shana's neck, peppering soft kisses along her skin and savoring the taste of our shared desire.

Eventually, our heartbeats steady, and we find our breaths returning to a normal rhythm. I brush a strand of hair away from Shana's face, my touch feather-light against her flushed cheek. She nuzzles into my hand contently, savoring the warmth and tenderness of our love.

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SHANA

My eyes shoot wide open. I quickly sit up straight and notice that my bedroom is still as dark as night. I look over to my side, seeing Carus is still asleep. His hand is draped over my belly just as it was when we came to bed a few hours ago.

I pull my legs to the side of the bed. I was suddenly startled out of my sleep. Was I having a nightmare? Did I eat something bad at dinner?

Maybe my body just decided to wake up, I think to myself.

I pull my legs over the bed. I don’t bother finding my slippers since my stomach won’t let me bend down. With a lot of effort, I get up from bed, deciding to get some fresh air.

As I walk towards the window, I feel it. It comes as a sudden rise, and I jolt as the pain travels from my lower back to my abdomen. Even my face turns hot.

I hold my lower belly. “Oh, goodness. Oh my gods. Okay. Okay,” I whisper to myself as the pain slowly leaves.

The fake contractions are getting annoying.

Instead of opening the window, I decide to just douse my face in cold water. I won’t be able to sleep for a while again. It’s ahassle to get in a comfortable sleeping position without feeling suffocated.

When I walk into the bathroom, before turning on the lights, I feel it again. I hunch over while holding on to the door handle. I grit my teeth and hold my breath until the pain subsides.

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