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As much as he loved her scent, it waswrong. And he planned to make it right by mating his own musk with hers, until they both smelled of the other. Their possession of each other carried indelibly in their skin.
“Tell me…” he growled deep in his throat, not knowing what he wanted to hear until she said the words—
“Love me, Andros. Love me hard and deep, soft and long, and make me yours. Make me forever yours.”
He groaned as his body quaked with the force of her words, barely holding itself together.
He kissed her nether lips the way he devoured her mouth, with unbridled passion and need. Sucking and lapping. Small, teasing bites and deep thrusts of tongue.
He flicked the hard bud at the apex of her womanhood with his tongue, lavished it with heat and wet, slippery attention.
Until she began to shake with a slow, languorous unraveling that started from her core and radiated outwards. By the time it reached her extremities, she was quivering so hard and moaning so loud, he had to hold her down with a hand on each hip.
“Andros!” she wailed helplessly, her sex clenching hard on emptiness, so red and swollen. Drenched with her sweet nectar that he lapped meticulously into his mouth, savoring her taste, drowning himself in her scent.
“Please…” she pleaded and thrashed her head from side to side, hands clawing in his hair.
“Take me now, baby,” she rasped, her voice breaking with desperation.
“Make me yours. I need…I need…”
Andros drew himself up to his knees and spread her thighs with his own. Then, lowered his body slowly, painstakingly on top of hers, so that she felt keenly every minute touch of skin. Chest to chest. Belly to belly. Hips cradling hips.
And his big, hot, steely cock burrowed against her tiny entrance.
Her wetness drenched his sensitive glans, slicking down the vein-wrapped column. The lips of her core pouted and squeezed like a hungry mouth. The convulsive clenching of her inner muscles from her earlier climax taunted him, trying to suck him in.
“This?” he gritted out, the sound of his voice almost unrecognizable in its gravelly bass.
“Yesss,” she hissed as if he was torturing her, as if she couldn’t stand it any more.
Eyes slitted and glittering with undiluted need, she both beseeched and commanded:
“Fuck me like the stallion you are, beautiful. Give me that big, gorgeous cock. And fill me so full, I’ll never feel empty again.”
This woman!
He answered with a tight, controlled snap of his hips, pushing the swollen head of his cock into her greedy core.
She moaned with abandon as her eyes rolled back, her body already starting to come apart.
“Look at me,” he growled, plowing an inch, and then another, inside her clenching, wet channel.
She forced her eyelids apart and regarded him with flushed cheeks, red mouth slightly open as she panted for breath.
Keeping their gazes locked, he pushed powerfully one more time, seating himself to the hilt, making her eyes and mouth widen in soundless Os, as he stuffed her oh so full.
Andros, her lips formed his name, though her voice deserted her.
And as her body locked around his, pulling him inexorably deeper, as their eyes held and their breaths fused, Andros remembered.
He remembered everything.
How they met. How he fell. How he hurt and yearned for her.
How he lost himself in her body for the first time.
Loving her.
