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What else didn’t he know about her?

He circled his tongue around the gorgeous piece of jewelry, then dipped inside the little opening of her navel, loving the way she quivered and moaned at the touch of his tongue.

So responsive.

Then he was moving farther down, to where the petals of her sex concealed the sensitive bud he wanted so very badly to feast on. He pushed her thighs apart with commanding pressure, and she capitulated with a sigh. He stared at the opening of her pink flesh, her clit an engorged, aroused centerpiece that beckoned to him, wanting more.

He was happy to give it to her. He leaned close, scraping his tongue along her slit then flicking it back and forwards like a whip, right over her plump bundle of nerves. She twisted and writhed, pushing her pussy closer to his mouth, her thighs spreading wider as she fisted her hands in his hair, demanding more.

He loved her greedy, sexual indulgence. Loved that she wasn’t afraid to steer him right where she wanted to go. That he wanted to go to that same place meant there was no holding back. He licked and sucked on her pussy like she was the last oral offering he’d ever enjoy again, plunging his tongue into her tight hole while he pushed a finger in for good measure.

She stiffened then cried out, her whole body clenching and releasing. He refocused on her clit, sucking hard, forcing more orgasms to cascade through her and making her pussy wet.

Her drenched scent was an aphrodisiac. He took one last, long lick, tasting the very essence of her. But he wanted more. He wanted to be a part of her. He wanted to fuck her over and over again, until she’d peaked countless times and was left drugged and senseless by orgasms while he was drained completely dry.

He moved back up her body. And without any further preliminary, he drove deep inside her, his big cock filling every bit of her pussy, taking possession of her.

She jerked and stiffened, her wide eyes and pained gasp making him pause.

He froze for just one second, his eyes meeting hers. No, it couldn’t be true. She wasn’t—was she?

“You’re a virgin?” he asked.










Chapter Five

Luna sensed Aiden’s tension, as though he warred with himself on whether to stay planted between her legs, or uproot and leave her unsated and dissatisfied.

Not. Going. To. Happen.

She lifted her hips, pushing him deeper inside despite the sting of pressure. “Don’t you dare leave me. Not now. I need you to finish what you started.”

He groaned and closed his eyes, his jaw locking tight. Seconds later, he partly withdrew, then pushed back inside, a gentle, considerate lover.

She shook her head, vaguely unsettled. “If I’d wanted gentle I would have told you I was a virgin. I want what you were going to give me.”

His eyes cracked open, dark and despairing. “I’m not sure that you do.”

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