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The way her tongue lapped and poked at his slit, delving the tip inside, making him gush more nectar to feed her voracious demands.

The way she looked up at him as she did this, showing him the obscene stretch of her mouth around him.

The hunger, heat and possession in her dark, passionate eyes.

He tightened his hand on the back of her head to hold her in place as he bucked his hips involuntarily, shoving more of himself into her mouth.

She was too small; he was too big. Even when he hit the back of her throat, he was less than halfway in.

Somehow, she didn’t choke around him. She merely convulsed her throat muscles in a series of swallows.

The pleasure was so intense it was almost excruciating, making Andros throw his head back to shut out the sight of her gorging upon his sex. His entire body locking and straining toward release.

She clenched both hands around the base of him that wouldn’t fit into her mouth and throat. Milked him rhythmically in time with her sucks and swallows on his cockhead.

Gods…

The way it felt…

The way she made him feel…

Her hands massaged him more urgently, the clasp of her joined fist making a tight, clenching tunnel that he thrust into with barely controlled undulations of his hips and buttocks. On every downward stroke, her thumbs pressed against the base of his sex, while her fingers squeezed his balls and delved even lower.

Beneath and behind them to rub the small patch of skin that led to his anus. Then over his tightly clenched star, pausing there. And pressing just inside with the tips of two fingers. Before massaging everything in reverse back to the column of his sex that couldn’t fit into her mouth.

All the while, she hollowed her cheeks and sucked on the swollen, pulsing crown of his cock. Until saliva dribbled down his staff, past his balls, to slick those tormenting, knowing fingers that dipped ever deeper into him.

Burning as they went in, despite the wetness. Devastating when they pulled out, the tips curled against something inside that made Andros quake uncontrollably. The pleasure so intense he could barely breathe.

What was shedoingto him?

And the way he felt for her…

The way he instinctively opened every part of himself to be owned by her…

He couldn’t hold back any longer. He was unraveling beneath her magical hands and siren’s mouth.

With sheer force of will he tipped his head back down and opened his eyes to stare into her ravenous, fiercely determined face.

She looked like a conqueror, her eyes burning with internal fire. Burning for him.

She was a queen. A goddess amongst mortals. Even to a demi-god Centaur prince.

She was all of that, Andros was certain. But in this moment, when she demanded his release, when she had him literally by his cock, balls and ass, when she claimed him with that dark gaze of ownership—

She waswoman.

She washis.

And he was hers.

So, he gave her what she demanded, wrought from his body by her mouth and hands.

But his heart and soul he gave of his own volition, through the connection of their eyes.

He let his release rip through him on a broken groan, flooding down her open throat in hot, violent spurts.

She didn’t let up on the sucking and swallowing, working her throat and hands around him, inside him, milking him for every drop.

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