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He entered me again, deeper this time, deeper, until I had absorbed all of him.

We were both surprised I managed to take him.

Then he rocked back and forth, grinding inside me. I was already on the cusp of screaming. His size rubbed me in all the right ways.

Ways no one else ever had before.

He pinned my legs back with his powerful arms and drilled me mercilessly.

I threw my head back and let out another scream.

He was going to kill me.

There were worse ways to go.

He licked my nipples as he hammered me hard, giving me more than I could handle with each pummeling stroke.

One orgasm nipped at the heels of the next in a series of relentless waves, culminating in a giant tsunami of pleasure.

Then he rolled over onto his back and brought me up with him. He let me take charge. That giant tsunami was still heading my way. I carved a path through the destruction and despair to intense pleasure on the horizon.

I gripped his abs and bucked wildly on him, helping him spear me hard. I threw back my head and shut my eyes. I felt him stiffen inside me.

He grunted as he watched me on top of him, riding him, my breasts bouncing and my pussy clenching around his thick girth.

Only then, once I opened my eyes, did I notice—

His face was fully healed.

During our lovemaking, the last of his scars had healed. He had a handsome face that matched his bewildering frame. He had a square jaw and a slight nod in his chin. His eyes were big and wide and his cheekbones rode high.

It was the sight of his true face that brought the tsunami down on me. My body struggled to contain itself. My legs shook and my body ached. I felt him thrust inside me, filling me to the brim.

I collapsed on top of him, his chest broad enough to be my own personal bed.

We both panted, exhausted. Sweat beaded our foreheads.

Once I was capable of speaking, I said, “That was amazing.”

“The best,” he said.

He wrapped his arms around me, his cock still inside me. We lay there, calm in each other’s embrace, knowing that no matter what, nothing was ever going to be the same again.

We shuffled down the tunnels and followed the other Titans. They seemed to know where they were going.

Fiath held my hand and peered over at me with a smile on his lips. I grinned back at him but it was hard to make out his features with the hood he was wearing.

Why he insisted on wearing it, I didn’t know. He focused on the other Titans around us with lines of concern around his mouth.

He was worried about something.

But what?

Our lovemaking was second to none. He thrilled me more than any other man. It wasn’t even close.

His immense strength allowed us to enjoy positions I’d never even dreamed of. I doubted they even had them in the Kama Sutra.

Still, I couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for my fiancé. It wasn’t his fault I’d never been in love with him.

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