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Then he was guiding himself against her, stretching her deliciously as he pressed inside.

When he was fully seated, he stilled for a moment.

Chloe nearly gasped at the sensation. It was if they both were moving while holding still. She swore she could feel the rotation of Maltaffia on its axis, maybe even the very heartbeat of the universe in that silent moment where even time seemed suspended.

Then Jubal began to move.

The pleasure was so intense, it was almost unbearable. Chloe felt as if she were lit from within, ecstasy blasting from every pore.

“Chloe,” Jubal groaned helplessly as he picked up the pace, slamming himself home to her faster and faster.

Her climax crashed over her suddenly and she cried out her rapture as she felt him explode inside her, shaking and roaring her name.

Their pleasure went on and on, rolling like a river over polished stone, until at last, he collapsed beside her, pulling her onto his chest.

For a long time, there was only the sound of their harsh breathing and the pound of his heartbeat under her ear.

“Incredible mate,” Jubal breathed at last. “Did I hurt you? I lost control at the end.”

“You could never hurt me,” she told him, stroking his shoulder. “Everything was perfect.”

He pressed a kiss to the crown of her head.

“Do you need anything?” he asked. “A drink of water, something to eat?”

“Let’s sleep first,” she whispered, snuggling in.

“Um,” he said.

“What?” she asked.

“I guess you maybe didn’t do all your homework,” he ventured.

“What do you mean?” she asked, sitting up.

“This is the mating frenzy,” he told her. “We probably have about five to ten minutes for anything else we might need to do, and then we’ll need each other again.”

“That’s ridiculous,” she laughed. “How could we possibly…?”

But suddenly, she couldn’t remember what she was laughing about.

And Jubal looked so handsome, reclined on the pillow with an arm behind his horned head.

She was straddling him before she knew what was happening, leaning down to press her lips to his.

“Gods,” he murmured, kissing her back.

Then a blanket of lust was falling over them both again, and he was helping her lower herself onto his rigid cock, both of them moaning in relief as he filled her.

As she lost herself to the rhythm of their shared need, her last coherent thought was that she was the luckiest woman in the world.

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Chloe woke feeling sore but satisfied.

She stretched and opened her eyes, shocked to see that the sun was already up, bathing the room in soft light and revealing the evidence of their shared depravity over the last few days.

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