Page 82 of Surviving Skarr


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“I need to touch myself,” I pant as he drills into me. “Want to come with you.”

“Do it.” His voice is a hollow rasp full of tension. “Hurry.”

As if I’m going to last long. The moment I steal one hand between my legs and touch my clit, everything in me tenses. Being filled by him like this is driving me to the edge, and with two strokes of my fingers I’m coming, my body tightening around him as the world shatters.

I’m lost in the waves of pleasure, barely aware of Skarr driving into me, his movements jerky, and then he’s coming, too, shuddering over me and whispering my name a thousand times as if it’s a prayer.

When the weight of him presses down on my back, I slump forward into the blankets, sweaty and exhausted. He flops down on top of me, a graceless pile of green muscle and cool skin, and then kisses my neck.

“Vivi…that was…”

“The best on the planet?” I ask, breathless.

He chuckles. “How did you know?”

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