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“English is not my native language. I make mistakes.”
No, Zirkov, I’m not letting you off the hook that easily.
There was only one way to break through that stoic wall he’d built between them and discover the truth. Maggie tipped up on her toes and pressed her lips to his...
CHAPTERTWENTY-THREE
MAGGIE
Zirkov’s tongue sent a fire through Maggie that she hadn’t expected, not from a kiss. His fingers wove through her hair, drawing her deeper into his spell.
She had kissed him to prove a point. Now she couldn’t pull away.
Not that she wanted to.
Her hand trailed down hard chest muscles over the spectacular six-pack. When she reached the hardness tenting the sheet hanging low on his hips, she hesitated. “Are you sure about us, Z?”
“I want you. But I shouldn’t take you.”
“What if I’m offering?” she whispered as she kissed beneath his ear. “One night, so the few memories I have will no longer leave me wondering what it’s like to be with you. I have this hunger inside of me, Z, and I don’t see it going away anytime soon.”
He gripped her face hard, silver eyes locking with hers. “I cannot promise I’ll be gentle.”
“Neither can I,” the words slammed forth. She’d fuck him into oblivion if he let her.
Damn, he brought out her naughty side so easily.
Zirkov pushed her down onto the bed and tore the sheet away, exposing her. His eyes feasted on her incredibly slowly.
Her zyanthan warrior said nothing, but she didn’t need words. Her nipples hardened and her lower region clenched and unclenched, eager for his touch, his possession. Her body remembered him, even though she did not.
On her knees, Maggie inched to the edge of the bed where Zirkov stood. Her eyes never left his face as she unknotted the sheet around his hips. The fabric floated to the floor, revealing two hard cocks, one stacked a few inches above the other, jutting out from between massive thighs. Powerful thighs that she remembered moving beneath her hands as the male thrust for hours without tiring.
The thought of being with him again sent delicious shivers through her. “I want it all, Zirkov. No holding back.”
His eyes darkened. “You will take both cocks inside you, as before.”
Two. She still had to get used to the idea, though it intrigued her. And she’d try anything, as long as it was with him.
“Do you alternate between them, to have time to recover, or do you use them together?”
“Together. Both holes, the way nature intended.”
“Um, maybe nature built zyanthan females differently?”
“They have horns.”
That wasn’t what she’d meant.
“I’ve only been in a relationship with one man at a time. No opportunities for, um, double.”
“There will only be one male. Me. And you already took both my cocks at the same time.” His hand curved over her ass and then slid to her pussy. “Both cocks together, Magdalena.”
The fire in his eyes confirmed what he’d said earlier, that he wouldn’t be gentle. But that didn’t scare her. Nothing about him did, except losing him. This attraction to him felt so real, not something the og’dals had fabricated with that damn implant. She knew that now, from how her stomach fluttered and every cell in her body vibrated with anticipation and the need to be touched, held… loved by this gorgeous male.
Beautifully large biceps flexed as he wrapped one massive hand along his upper cock and pumped. Her mouth watered as a bead of liquid formed at the tip.
When she placed her hand over his, her soul sang with a connection that snapped into place.
